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		<description>The original writings of author Megan</description>
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			<title>Barrier</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I can feel your eyes&amp;nbsp;on the back of my neckfollowing the green apron stringsdown my spine untilthe counter blocks your view.&amp;nbsp;I turn my head betweenorders to find youscurrying like a scared mouse that just stole the tiniest piece of cheese. The crowd diminishes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/266015/</link>
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			<title>Cell</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;This place is no longer comforting.I can look around and see the joy I once felt and hear the laughing,But now, I only feel the disappointing stares and hear the words you say in anger.What did I ever do to be so undeserving of your trust?Home before midnight. No friends over past el..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/266013/</link>
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			<title>Saftey Net</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Tell me again why you don&amp;rsquo;t love me anymore.I don&amp;rsquo;t think I heard you the first million times.&amp;nbsp;The same tired linesand the same tired excusesare the only things you have left tomake yourself feel like the bigger man.&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t even want you anymore..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/249757/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>I'm still thinking of a title.. and I plan on expanding this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/249756/</link>
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			<title>CK one</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Do you miss the way I smell?You always told me you liked the way I smelled.What about the way I called your name?Do you miss that?Maybe you miss the way we fit together?That has to be it&amp;hellip;Because I know I miss your smelland the way you said my nameand the way every part..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/242702/</link>
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			<title>May 16, 2005</title>
			<description>This is only the beginning of something I needed to get out of my system. Comments and criticisms are appreciated.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/242099/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>So, I tend to get very bitter because I am a girl in a science field, and this was a spur of the moment poem talking about that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/242050/</link>
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			<title>frisky texter</title>
			<description>i wrote this in about 5 minutes about this guy. it makes me giggle. any suggestions?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/241959/</link>
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			<title>Warped Boards</title>
			<description>This is a first draft of a story I had written last year. I made some modifications, but I didn't like them, so I'm back at square one. I know it needs dialogue but I'm ind of stuck in that regard...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/220092/</link>
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			<title>Futon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lets drinkuntil this burningmemory of what he didis gone.Erase it from my nowspinning temporal lobes.My wrist are still bruisedand my thighs are stillgashed and sore fromfingers gropingmy pale, delicate flesh.Who knewhe would turn intothis creaturewho woul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/220029/</link>
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			<title>Inamorata</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Out of your dresser drawer,in the middle of the night,as you slept, I stole it.&amp;nbsp;That golden locketin the shape of a heartnever should have been yours.&amp;nbsp;The filigree flowers,and delicate box chainfeel cool between my fingers.&amp;nbsp;His beloveduntil he smelled..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/220028/</link>
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			<title>My Candy</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Stare a little harder.I don&amp;rsquo;t think I can feel you, yetmy eyes wander back tothe curves of your body.&amp;nbsp;I can play these games too,where we stare untilthe other gets caughtmaking faces and feeling&amp;nbsp;lustful as a little fireburns in your jeansas I bend and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/forgetmyname/220025/</link>
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