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The Man I Love
I awake again, with the same stranger, capturing the night before, and the premonition that followed, on dead evergreens, that I keep under our pillows. I imagine a club, where he is my only patron, spotlight, smoke for my halo, watching me whisper The Man I Love, as he waits, with his wine, for me…
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Message
When I woke up this morning, I smiled, your presence, still present in my mind, where you’d been, last night in my dreams, and there you where again, a lone notification, that broke through the barriers of “Do Not Disturb”, because both digitally, and literally, you are my favourite.
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Concerned Whispers and Online Rumours
I think you knew it couldn’t last. Eventually, I’d self immolate. Immortal, in your favourite dress, your favourite girl, self destructing, for everyone to see, gently taking the whole world with me, dancing myself to death, to a song I wrote, from concerned whispers, and online rumours. I was born dead, appearing, and then disappearing…
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So Many
I told myself, again and again, that you weren’t like him. I looked at your face so long, with such suspicion, until it became his, but I told myself, again and again, that I was crazy. I told myself, I was sabotaging. I told myself, I was paranoid. I told myself, I was childish. I…
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Let There Be Love
Sometime around my seventeenth birthday, in fact, exactly on my seventeenth birthday, I was sat, crowded by people who loved me, staring down a cake, that made me anxious, making a wish, for someone else to love me, differently, obviously. I wasted a wish, on a waste of time, waiting for too long, for the…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 