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			<title>Wasted on the Aftershock</title>
			<description>Sometimes I think words are wasted on the aftershock. The feeling of rage...it&amp;rsquo;s powerful. Runs through your body like weapons, and lord knows your artillery is dense. The words cascade from your mouth like you&amp;rsquo;d had them on your tongue all along. But I think words are wasted on the afte..</description>
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			<title>Allies in Alleyways </title>
			<description>I think my heart&amp;rsquo;s too hurt to walk these streets with company. I think I&amp;rsquo;d better wander alone. Those things lurking in the alley way don&amp;rsquo;t haunt me the way they do, you. They&amp;rsquo;re almost good company for me. And I have little left to say aloud. Few words left to let slip out...</description>
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			<title>Roots</title>
			<description>The connotation trips up the diction. It makes the words you&amp;rsquo;re saying hang like nooses from your lips, dripping off like saliva and landing into coiled rope on the floor. You could swallow them back up again; choke down the excuses with a glass of water, skew the truth with a fork and knife. ..</description>
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			<title>Tripping on DXM</title>
			<description>I was tripping on DXM when I wrote this. </description>
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			<title>Woolen Mane</title>
			<description>She was a sinner, not a savoirAnd the lambs clothing felt too tightBut in the bowels of the netherThe lion was in sightAnd as separate as they&amp;rsquo;d always seemedThey were truly in the sameFor as sharp as the lions clawsWere the lamb&amp;rsquo;s hooves&amp;rsquo; tameAnd as the phrases have common saidOpp..</description>
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			<title>The view of lofty thoughts</title>
			<description>	She held scarring word on her lips like little falling blades. He saw them vividly hanging like fierce teeth he never knew she had. This was harsher than past fights, though the words were spoken in a softer tone. She was saying them kindly; both terrifying and true.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Goodnight</title>
			<description>Soundly leading away,The thousand temperate play,In each and of itself, I lead,Your constants press on me,Do I look as pretty as your mirror image?Darling I drown myself in your visage,Beauty, Beauty, and my Beast,Am I forever your lesser&amp;nbsp;counter-piece,&amp;nbsp;Your eyes so stellar, marked by wide..</description>
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			<title>Let's Not Concern Ourselves</title>
			<description>	But the reminder is beautiful, and I allow it. Nothing you say changes the past. Isn't that strange; every moment of the day I alter my soon-making memories, my future. And yet in no second can I take back things done. Time is passionless; heartless. Time cares nothing of this human skin we eventua..</description>
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			<description>Because they're all so beautiful from the outside,&amp;nbsp;The monsters that wrack their souls mean nothing,Dear sweet foesIf&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Loveless Soulmate</title>
			<description>I'm constantly fighting the circles my mind spins. It is the will of the present that toils it into visions of the future. It cannot possibly come in through the shores I have seen. I am the beaten, the broken, but so far from failing. The bruises confuse the appearance I portray. Am I that fragile?..</description>
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			<title>Your Prevalent Distraction</title>
			<description>I hope you can feel the heat, it bubbles from underneath. I hope you can feel it.</description>
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			<title>Capture it In a Jar, and Fade Away</title>
			<description>Fucked up. Seriously my mind is a twisted place, and yet I'm proud of this. I would love if people would review this one.</description>
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			<title>Music's Careful Manipulation</title>
			<description>One gigantic metaphor, and something I'm very proud of.</description>
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			<title>Demons and Devils, Sinners and Snakes</title>
			<description>Purely psychological, and a complete mind-f**k.</description>
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			<title>There are never so many places to hide, As the places you have inside your own mind.</title>
			<description>Relatively simple in writing, but I think the premise is fairly complex.</description>
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			<title>The Principle of Religion</title>
			<description>Really not sure how I feel about this one. It's not very good. </description>
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			<title>And if the Feelings Don't Fit</title>
			<description>Very stream of consciousness. Has grammatical/spelling errors because I haven't bothered to edit it. </description>
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