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		<description>The original writings of author Bliss</description>
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			<title>The Fight</title>
			<description>This isn't a poem really, it is just a passage of sorts. It does not rhyme, as it is not supposed to. It began as a journal entry, but I decided to post it here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/577471/</link>
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			<title>Dirty Games</title>
			<description>This is a VERY DIRTY poem. Please be aware and do not judge me unfairly. I only write what I feel at an given moment.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/366990/</link>
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			<title>Fantasies</title>
			<description>Not real sure about the inspiration here.....just popped into my head one day :-P</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/330257/</link>
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			<title>What you do to me.........</title>
			<description>This is what I am feeling right now :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320341/</link>
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			<title>Let me Live</title>
			<description>This is a PRO LIFE poem written from the point of view of the baby...............</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320289/</link>
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			<title>Lost but not forgotten, Gone but still here.</title>
			<description>Written in memory of September 11, 2001.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320288/</link>
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			<title>The Man of my Dreams</title>
			<description>I wrote this for the new girlfriend of my ex-boyfriend at the time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320068/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>I wrote this when I was 17 after I got dumped, lol. Seems silly now, but oh well.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320066/</link>
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			<title>I Miss You</title>
			<description>A sappy love poem for you all, lol.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320063/</link>
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			<title>Riddle me this</title>
			<description>This is actually a riddle that I came up with. I thought it was neat :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320062/</link>
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			<title>One Night</title>
			<description>I don't know where this one came from. It just popped in my head one day and I wrote it down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320059/</link>
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			<title>Momma's Here</title>
			<description>For my daughter, Chessie. Born sleeping on 9/11/02.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320058/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>I wrote this when my best friend was killed in a car crash.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320056/</link>
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			<title>A Single Stone</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem after I buried my daughter whom was stillborn on September 11, 2002.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/320055/</link>
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			<title>Sadness</title>
			<description>This poem was written on a rainy day in November when I was 17.  It begins sort of negatively, but has a positive message toward the end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/319356/</link>
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			<title>I die a little.</title>
			<description>Written after a heart-breaking split.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/319353/</link>
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			<title>Stranger in the Night</title>
			<description>This was a small snippet that I wrote 8 years ago. It is a mixture of fiction/romance/erotica.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bliss069/319351/</link>
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