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Wedded Bliss
She belongs to somebody else now,but she returns when the sun goes down,reaching inside my tender chest and fucking with my feelings.I’m starting to think that I’ve danced with the devil,and now,she dines on me. She will be gone with the dawn,leaving an empty bed and full tear ducts,and I will leave my bedroom door…
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Clifftop Soap Opera
I’m crying on the cliffs,days away from Dover,twisting and twirling in the wind,so far from home and never able to return.Burned out, once the brightest star,falling to bruised, scratched up knees in my wedding dress,falling with my usual drama into the surrounding flowers as I scream silently at the sea. My ringless finger gawps up…