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		<description>The original writings of author melancholy</description>
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			<title>ring -leash</title>
			<description>glamoured&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;contentious love-devil*he models his heart-tag&amp;nbsp;noose on her*&amp;nbsp;slyly gapes&amp;nbsp;and gags her with engaging garble*she wears&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;dress of the masochistic rebel*binge-pleaser*teases the arouser*&amp;nbsp;as he walks the gallant fool into&amp;nbsp;t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/melancholy/368534/</link>
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			<title>Pearl's hell</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Pearl's hell* broken apart from the inside-out* burning in this solitaire shell* tiny charred demons tear into my bony core*i still exist yet i&amp;nbsp;can feel nothing more* open wounds seem to rip easier than the rest of them* what's another scar* and a laugh of sarcasm* moth ..</description>
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			<title>lady-killer</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;he notices memy presence-my essence-my breathingmy statue stands aloud of the silent picture, but only when he's lookingI've&amp;nbsp;noticed himhis soul-breathtakinghe sees my handsa small arthis hands are bigger than mine but gentlestrongly invitinghe hears me speaksad-love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/melancholy/356989/</link>
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			<title>love-sick scoundrel</title>
			<description>relentless rover, why&amp;nbsp;must i&amp;nbsp;captivate such a lone demeanour-i am&amp;nbsp;bound-binded with desolate armor-facade amongst my decorative smile-quiescently kept sullen&amp;nbsp;in the core of an embellished chasten-where do i dare endeavour-my zeal wilts&amp;nbsp;a ponderous willow-to dan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/melancholy/355869/</link>
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			<title>enlightenment</title>
			<description>collaboration of debileah and myself-the four elements in a unique tongue-twister acrostic form</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/melancholy/354221/</link>
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			<title>night-lite</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;an infinite ebony of crystals&amp;nbsp;shimmer&amp;nbsp;abroad&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;grave pale glow-dazzling it's moon-lit candles-soft blue&amp;nbsp;flames of the purest white light shining crosses of silver and gold-god's falling angels-prayers&amp;nbsp;whispering across the galaxy-mystery's&amp;nbsp;fortune ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/melancholy/353800/</link>
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			<title>time</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;i cannot capture the portrait of time-my grasp is out of reach like a child's prayer-burdened by the gift of love-torturous thoughts that i create given compassionately from above-moving swiftly through each and every second-&amp;nbsp;too far away from my comprehension to understand the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/melancholy/352963/</link>
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			<title>nothing</title>
			<description>poetry</description>
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