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			<title>Go Away</title>
			<description>Goodbye. get out. I don&amp;rsquo;t want to see your face.Go on, get out! Can&amp;rsquo;t you see? This is good bye.Still you linger, haunting my favorite space,Leave me, I don&amp;rsquo;t want to see anymore, not in this placeWhat is it with you? Why, I ask, why?What did I do to invoke your ire,is there a reas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/1017967/</link>
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			<title>Caustic Love</title>
			<description>A sestina I once wrote for someone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/780521/</link>
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			<title>Les Rues</title>
			<description>In the sky we see the plumesof smoke to spell one&amp;rsquo;s certain doom.&amp;nbsp;Away, away, unto the grave,you await the day that speeds you &amp;lsquo;wayand in the midst of darkened dayswalk dreary ways living dreadful plays.Waiting, waiting, send the squall a ways,unmoor ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/701945/</link>
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			<title>Shattered Laughs</title>
			<description>I put the needle to my skinand gently slipped the needle in.Just to see if Icould feelwhat I knew had oncebeen real.I poked again&amp;hellip;perhaps I had missed?I pricked once more-a fine red mist.It gently sprayed: myhand ran red.It was just then thatmy thoughts..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/612918/</link>
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			<title>You Never Knew</title>
			<description>You hurt more than you&amp;rsquo;ll ever know,I don&amp;rsquo;t think you ever do knowThat when you&amp;rsquo;re with meYou do more harm than good.&amp;nbsp;You might not know how this is,But it really is quite simple:I love you, and you love me-Or at least I think-But our love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/445709/</link>
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			<title>Withdraw</title>
			<description>          What could I do, save giving in?As lonely as the elephant feels, Meandering through a game I won&amp;rsquo;t win.The zest of life, away it steals,Leaving me empty, devoid of a heart,Left in strands, I&amp;rsquo;m falling apart...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/416828/</link>
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			<title>A Dance of Death</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;If you want to die today,the come, join! in our dance of death!A ballroom of black, where merriment mayprevail, but only of the darkest kind, inside this depth!Descend with us, beyond the steeple,away from the pitiful, churchgoing people,away from their zealotry, and into our mad..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/314837/</link>
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			<title>Hey Brittany</title>
			<description>Hey Brittany,How do I care for thee? The gleam in your eye,radiant as a midsummer's skySuch scintillating spirit shown,praise for which ends unknownSuch a sweet, little smilelifts up my heart, you know?Compassion and care, to me worth while,to everyone that you showNever cry, nev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/311403/</link>
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			<title>Bodily Warfare</title>
			<description>Tears silently slide from stone cold eyes,as though the brain wrings itself dry,Confusion and fear at every core,slick beads of sweat from every pore.The mind wracks itself with fear,a body of anguish torn like the lands of Lear.Control wavers 'tween forces so strong,Mars and Venus wag..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/311401/</link>
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			<title>Memories of Old</title>
			<description>Years may go by as you watch me grow,but how I'll turn out, you'll never know.You left us so long ago, yet still I will cry,you fell into the sky as years may go by.He holds you now and for you I'll pray,in eternal sleep, in silence you stay.No sounds escape but muffled criesfrom those..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/311398/</link>
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			<title>Tell the Truth Slant.</title>
			<description>The languid liquor, seeming so serene,a rush of warmth, my mind careensfrom such great heights, a crumbling euphoria.My heart holds high in heaven, till glory, atrace can't be found, and in turn, happiness, scarce.Found nowhere, in nothing: All semblence a farce.Carefully crafted, create..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/311079/</link>
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			<title>The Beauty of the World</title>
			<description>Many would like to believe that the world is a place with an established order, where he who works hard is rewarded and he who slacks shall be left behind. A certain give and take to the world, a peaceable repose. A grand hierarchy, where everyone fits into their own niche, and through dedication on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/310653/</link>
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			<title>The 2-Faced Beast</title>
			<description>Amore &amp;#2013265929; una stronza....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/309368/</link>
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			<title>The Porcelain Man</title>
			<description>A porcelain smile for a porcelain man,eyes of ivory, clay feet in the sandof the hourglass within which he stands.&amp;nbsp;Unable to move, stuck within time,as the sands cascade upon his face,the ebb and flow making him pine.Wearing him down, unmoving from this place,the sands ebb his f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/259865/</link>
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			<title>The Girl with the Technicolour Eyes</title>
			<description>There's blue in the skies, and blue in your eyes.You plaster on a smile and try not to be sad,try to fool the world, so they've all been had.But I know you better, and you can't fool me.And I want to tell you, let you know I'm here,to show you just how much you mean to me.You've blonde..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/259510/</link>
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			<title>Lamentations</title>
			<description>In the midst of darkened days,insanities come, and plead their waysThe brutal mem'ries haunt my past,Madness come, take me fastBut these questions, I propose,is it heart break, d'you suppose?Or am I searching for my mate?fickle love, to be my fate?Tori, many a joy come to mind,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/259124/</link>
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			<title>Adoration</title>
			<description>Hair billowing in midsummer's breeze,a glimpse of your face, sure to pleaseYou have found, in my heart a place,'t is sweet chance that finds your graceTo stare forever longingly towards your eyes,enchant my soul, in your lover's guiseYou hold me close, I kiss your head,&amp;quot;I love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/258821/</link>
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			<title>The Lyre Bird</title>
			<description>As the Lyre bird sings its beautious songs,it entrances en masse, despite the wrongs.And One can't help but to feel ashamed;to go 'gainst 't was taught &amp;quot;Worthwhile&amp;quot;?Instead One chooses to harbour the pains,so he may follow his &amp;quot;Instinct Primal&amp;quot;.One Follows the call an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/258743/</link>
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			<title>Let them flow, if flow they must.</title>
			<description>The tears flowing through my eyes,betray themselves unto the lies.What was had, it still remains,though it waits, my efforts vain.At least give me the dignity;please talk, talk with me?The void within my soulupon a time, was once filled whole,but the loneliness floods the moors,flo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/254964/</link>
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			<title>Wax and Wane, little Heart...</title>
			<description>The love for life, the life long lost A wanting need, with comes much cost Love; it is an aching need My heart; she desires for it to heed The word is law, behold and lo it causes strife, causes woe And then I feel a joy worth while My heart, her song, heard for a mile Ringing like t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/254871/</link>
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			<title>Passing Winds</title>
			<description>Something I had to do for school, I rather fancy it though, heh.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/240213/</link>
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			<title>Extollment</title>
			<description>Come and speed my soul awayto parts unknown, in midst of dayI forsake my love, I cast ye begonewithout a heart, the pain undoneI ponder life in deepest thought;Will my soul e'er find its mate?I give my heart, now distraughtto seek the answers beyond the gateMust sorrow be seen for ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gluttony808/240211/</link>
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