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Palace
I built a palace from my darkness, dwelling within it, sharing secrets with my solitude, wondering about the wonder of being loved, and if it was worth demolishing my home to truly feel it. I patched myself up in the pitch black. I had been wounded for so long, smiling as scarlet surrounded me, until…
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What Will The Neighbours Say?
The sky is scandalised, setting eyes on God’s golden daughters, arm in arm, lips, achingly close, the devil dancing between their starving stares.
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I read your message, and then I put my phone down and went back to my dinner
I’m your opium.You’re overdosing.Barely coping,hot sweats,huge debts to the devil.You spend and you spend,beg, again and again,I scare you to death,but you can’t stay away.I look in your eyes,and I see what I’ve done.I don’t feel a thing,and you feel everything.
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Raining
Carving your name into crimson bricks,breaking from your kiss under the shelter of the shaking bus shelter,watching it rattle under the rain,as my keys crumble against the tattooed wall,I await your lips, once again.
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Breakfast In A Beautiful Place
Rain rockets from the sky,playing a pattern on the window,harmonising with the tick tock of the clock you insist we keep on the bedside table,despite the multitude of digital options dotted around the room. The dirge of yesterday is faint,unable to keep up with me and my adventures,watching from behind the wet window as I…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 