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			<title>Kiss Me Sweet Peril</title>
			<description>Oh... Did you miss me?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/1092717/</link>
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			<title>five in the hole</title>
			<description>The child told me to stayBecause family has alwaysBeen a fantasyThe old lady told me to To say F**k youI like catsThe girl that likes To dress up in diamondsAnd pretend to be a movie starAlways looked for something betterAnd pointed him out to meWith her sharp eyesThe alcohol..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/407461/</link>
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			<title>Foundation</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;This is the foundationThat we will lay our heads onWithout that last comforting prayerTo send us into dreamsPeacefullyThis is that momentThat will feather usIn soft whispersLike a foreign lullabyAnd weightlessIs the most solid thingThis is the museSinging us her songs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/407457/</link>
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			<title>Do You Feel Me?</title>
			<description>Another poem about unrequited love... get used to it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/346651/</link>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;I had found somethingTo live forFor once it had no nameThe mirrors tell me I&amp;rsquo;ve diedBut faintly I hear that beatThat says otherwiseGetting used to failureIs something I am used toAnd if I could do anything rightIt would be to do somethingTake the dimness away from m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/289592/</link>
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			<title>Mammon is their Father</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ll name my daughter SilverMy son, GoldEternity will shimmerLike spectrums in summerDreams sparkling downWhite wallsSparing any unnecessaryEndPoetry will play in gardensDazzled with raspberriesAnd roses without thornsThe days of stopped timeWill stopW..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/289585/</link>
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			<title>POETRY READING TONIGHT AT MY HOUSE</title>
			<description>EVENT</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/285396/</link>
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			<title>No one will ever be more</title>
			<description>In response to a poem &amp;quot;alone with everybody&amp;quot; by Bukowski. Don't laugh on my little bukowski trip, just read a book of his poems and really liked them...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/258025/</link>
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			<title>Thanks B</title>
			<description>just experimenting after being inspired</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/257203/</link>
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			<title>For the one I love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Take the baby steps and avoid the cracksBecause backs break and hearts acheBecoming shells of what they once werePasts are not forgotten, they lingerLike weeds and wartsSpitting spite like venom from a snakeThose stings are the worst to bearTake a complacent wife, something sil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/256412/</link>
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			<title>There Is no &amp;quot;one&amp;quot;</title>
			<description>a little pessimistic?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/241446/</link>
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			<title>So when you stand naked in a field, what will you think?</title>
			<description>Do not ask me why I named it that. I dunno, impulse, maybe? Here's a new piece of work, tasty.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/237769/</link>
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			<title>The Melancholy at Work</title>
			<description>see title</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/218332/</link>
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			<title>Ash begins to Ice</title>
			<description>oh yeah i memorized it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheDarkLady/112995/</link>
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			<title>Beautiful</title>
			<description>The Story returns... not for anyone under 18... or at least anyone that cannot handle some dirty words... real dirty words. =)</description>
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