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Ave
Blood drips from glossy lips, thunder strikes across dark skies, power swells in a form that can’t contain it, and I am free in my dreams. Ave libertas. I sleep in the minds of maniacs, born under a waning crescent, but waxing wildly as the moon is reborn. I became a monster, with beautiful eyes,…
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God Thinks You’re a C**t, But He’s Humouring Me, Because I’m His Favourite Daughter
I knelt beside fresh bed sheets, smoothing them across the mattress, until no crease could be found, trying to find something to fill up my mind, so it wasn’t occupied with the things I’ll never have again. I said a prayer for a man last night, who made so many mistakes. I know he needs…
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Mother
Rosary, rosary, wrap yourself around my neck, show me how to ascend, let me be pure. Mother, let me be pure, again.
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They’re All Gonna Laugh At You
Heaven is hell to get to. Eve was weak, and so am I, cursed with blood, and a heart that breaks too easily, keeping myself in the cupboard, because loneliness and fear, feel far better, than being seduced by sin, once again, paying a price I could never afford. So long, salvation, I knew nothing…
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The Patron Saint of Painful Regrets
You are my home. Though you elude me, I am still thawed, awed by your warmth. Gazing, glimpsing at your form, never forgetting the way you towered over a trembling child, that was lost to the loneliness of life. You are miraculous snowfall, sent from God, to replace my mistakes, keeping me safe, inside a…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 