Truly, what is home?
Was it a rapture feeling that you get in the presence of someone? Or the breaking steel that makes your bones twist a little harsher than the times you were out there; feeling free.
Is home prison?
Is home what makes you feel nostalgic to your rib cage?
"What is home?". Lisa questions.
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SONGS/TRACKS;
1. She by HARRY STYLES.
2. Heather by CONAN GREY.
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Note; this is my short collection of poems, that unfold the short story of a Lisa, who have always been falling in love with a contagious Jennie. But, Jennie isn't just that.. Jennie was a torn apart woman; who didn't know the difference between home, safety and love.
Until that drunken night.
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001| SHE
She,
She is the type of woman to be caught up in the endless rants of perfection when she was broken into pieces in trails of a train track. But, even when Jennie got broken that night.
I watched her, I watched her take her coat off— and dance the night away, with my hands on hers.
I watched her take off her pain as a settlement for his words that evaporated like blue glee.
"Mind dancing the night away with me?". Jennie asked, pouring a glass of wine for herself before looking down at me, as I sat there in the couch confused.
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Our Forever
Fanfiction(jenlisa one shots/ slow updates) "In a world full of praise, I'm in love with the chaos inside her heart". - One shots of Jenlisa. Note: This book contains gxg and g!p one shots, all written by me.