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			<title>A Life Without Sex</title>
			<description>A life without sexWould be a blessing to allWouldn't have bad effectsFrom something so small&amp;nbsp;Sex can be persistantAnnoying to mostWe can live without its existanceNo longer be gross&amp;nbsp;Sex just plain sucksYou know that its trueI don't give two fucksMy point is askew&amp;nbsp;Oh my,&amp;nbsp;i must sa..</description>
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			<title>Metaphorically Speaking</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Your heart, a fireCold and half frozenYour love was ironWeak and broken&amp;nbsp;Your charm is a starDull and gloomyYour voice, an acoustic guitarHarsh and spooky&amp;nbsp;Your eyes were flowersAwful and DrearyYour pretty smile was spring showersGrotesque and eerie&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm sorry if&amp;nbsp;t..</description>
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			<title>Why...</title>
			<description>Standing hereIn this empty roomBreathing in the air still staindWith your sweet perfumeWondering whyI&amp;nbsp;didn't chase after you&amp;nbsp;Now your far away from homeYou left me all alone&amp;nbsp;Just standing here..&amp;nbsp;In this empty room..&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Visiting My Love</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;still rememberMiss lovely ladyYou,&amp;nbsp;in your evening dress&amp;nbsp;My hands a little shaky&amp;nbsp;Love, was the night we metOne dance was all i askedDay turned to night butWe didn't want to move to fast&amp;nbsp;Can a night be ever betterHold&amp;nbsp;my breath as yourHands grasped mineAgain we stepped..</description>
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			<title>A Single Word</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;often can't but wonderIf it would be obsuredA poem with a titleBut consists of one lonely word&amp;nbsp;No other&amp;nbsp;letters&amp;nbsp;existTo keep this word&amp;nbsp;companyIt doesn't need a friendAlone it tells&amp;nbsp;the story&amp;nbsp;The poem that is spoken ofIs simple i must confessIt starts&amp;nbsp;with a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xenophase/1089901/</link>
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			<title>Lust: better than Love</title>
			<description>Inviting&amp;nbsp;eyesLucious lipsElegant hairEnticing hipsTruly a seductive form&amp;nbsp;Alluring voiceGraceful&amp;nbsp;strideGentle touchUndoubtable prideThe start of a lustful storm&amp;nbsp;Sensual kiss&amp;nbsp;truly admireSexual thoughtsIncreasing desireCan't help wanting more&amp;nbsp;Stripping ClothesArousing eff..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xenophase/1089100/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>darkend skies of sorrowhangconceals the light of daygrasping claws of painembednever to leave its place&amp;nbsp;endless space of nothingnesspullingdeep into the voidsilent whispers of deathstalksclose to destroy&amp;nbsp;frenetic thoughts of assistdragcloser to the endpiercing eyes of terrorgleamsending si..</description>
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			<title>Latent Love</title>
			<description>Oh, to tell her how I feel,Would take a heart of solid steel.For if I were rejected,I&amp;rsquo;d know my delicate heart&amp;rsquo;s protected But, my heart&amp;rsquo;s of solid flesh,No sign, no hint of chain-mailed mesh.Lay assailable naked and bare.In front of her beauty, so fine, so rare. Do I take this one..</description>
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