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Dream and it might come true
Meekly, she comes before me,her lips parted as she prays,aching and consumed by the cruelty of life before love,it’s way past time, but I let that pass me by, and I just hold her. Reborn, like a saviour on a Sunday,I am fresh in her fantasies,lace on my skin, petals in my perfume,overboard in our…
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Juxtaposed
My life is a long and lucid tale,happy and then hysterical,always a different colour and flavour when I close and open my eyes,I’m used to it, but I think you’ll need a little time.Read my diary if you want the full story,it’s just going to be a challenge to decipher my handwriting. Let’s just suppose…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 