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Where is left to land? When you have left your mark across the world? I dashed for nothing, running from no one. I trip out, and trip over, as the sky takes your name. Day is all around, the floor is broken, but there is cuteness to the cracks. The concrete cages are open, and…
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Moving On
If I’m half asleep, my pillows feel like your doughy chest, that could have felt firmer, had you smashed the gym, instead of my sister. That was petty. I’m sorry. I know. You know, it would be easier if you were dead, no offence. At least then I could pretend, you meant to call, but…
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Speaking
“Bare with me”, said the lion of language. Lying when he said this was easy. As easy as lying on a bed, with your favourite teddy bear. With the bare minimum of effort, I could pay for a change, left with change, for sweets. Minute mind was broken for a minute, sure it was right.…
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New poems :)
Hola Amigos, Below are a few things I’ve written lately, as well as some old stuff I updated and adapted so that it may see the light of day. It was really interesting to look through some older stuff, and see what kind of things I was writing, and to remember all the over dramatic…
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Dying and Destroying
I kiss your rosy wrists, their icy touch burns and blisters. Your lungs lie still, quite content with silence, so stuck on stillness. Open eyes, look past me, the whole world, lost in your lens, the whole world, draining as the blood drains from your face, and I start to forget the world. There is…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 