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White Christmas
As I fell asleep,I awoke in Hell’s arms,pleasantly surprised by my surroundings.The world was awash with white bulbs that flashed,lighting up the sky like I was a movie star.It was December,and Daddy’s little Princess had platinum cards,painted nails and a Prada bag with her name on it. My demons were not wealthy,but I was dreaming,spoiled…
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The Well Meaning Angel
I am a weary traveller,washing my hands of myself as I fall down at his door,carrying every wound that I once hoped someone else would hold,begging for the breakthrough of flaming valleys. I am too weak to tell him that I do not want to be fixed when he finds me,he doesn’t try to tell…
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Things I Tried To Stop Saying To Myself In The Mirror Every Morning
Look at me. Let yourself be honest about what you are presented with. I have never been a Princess, never tainted and torn apart by a destiny, never really on the road to anywhere special, just dropped into a dull commuter town, sprinkled with a little exotic culture and left to get on with it.…
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How Insensitive
Each setting of the sun,minute and moment brings me closer to you.I can feel the fire of your arrival,itching underneath my skin,and though I’m still lost in my lonely lullabies,fast asleep by the time the day begins,I wake up when I feel your hand in mine,every time,without fail. You’re on the way,and I don’t know…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 