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			<title>the heart asks first</title>
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			<title>threads for emily</title>
			<description>only deliberate stealing.. (and well, you're my hero, too..)</description>
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			<title>by grand central station</title>
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			<title>the angel</title>
			<description>..thank you m.o., for the things you teach me and others..</description>
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			<title>lucky</title>
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			<title>it was never the boys</title>
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			<title>kinderszenen</title>
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			<title>october and everything after</title>
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			<title>just so you know</title>
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			<title>sweet, silly girl</title>
			<description>pronouns stay as is..</description>
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			<title>me and your romantic ways</title>
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			<title>wishing for accidents</title>
			<description>you didn't do thisi came to you, already brokenand do not blame youfor any of thisit's just that i'm tired nowof wishing for accidents..on a moonless night(with a thin sheen of iceon that darkest of roads)&amp;nbsp;the explainable tragedyleaving guilt free sorrow&amp;nbsp;and so selfishly, i dare you toi wa..</description>
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			<title>falling</title>
			<description>there's hope for some. happy new years.. =)</description>
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			<title>december babies</title>
			<description>and it's all that we can doto wonder what it would be liketo feel his hand wrap around your fingerto imagine how that first smilewould have made her eyes shineto hope they never felt this cold..</description>
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			<title>severe d</title>
			<description>you don't understand..there is nothing thatyou need to sayand as surely as thesun's returnthose single dropsare not something you need to be afraid of..it's only when they stop to fallthat it will be too lateto bring a change of heart (to this cornflake girl)</description>
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			<title>the gift</title>
			<description>It's the day before Christmas. It has been more than a year now..I walk slowly through the busy streets, even if I'm feeling lighter than ever before. My feet seem to barely touch the ground these days..The weather is clear and cold and beautiful. I've been outside all day, just watching peo..</description>
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			<title>strange colour</title>
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			<title>Oranges</title>
			<description>-------&amp;rdquo;If we knew eachothers secrets, what comforts we should find..&amp;rdquo;- John C. Collins-------(&amp;hellip;) For as long as I can remember, I&amp;rsquo;ve thought of them as two. Which would make me nothing. Nothing but a waiter; a sleeping product of the girl I need to embrace and the girl I ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shythatway/630753/</link>
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			<title>of small things</title>
			<description>and here you are, again..softly humming the tone to my october song, whiledaring me to embrace youthat i should embrace you?watching your face in the mirrorthin, watered out, seemingly fragilestill somewhat beautiful..the burning behind my eyesbut it's just an illusionwanting to get caughtneeding to..</description>
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			<title>virgin state of mind</title>
			<description>i will deny you this timethose words will not pass my lipsi'd rather see you cry..and you can take my clothes offslowly, the way you like it within this one sided showand tell..when you've placed your weight what you think is left to hidethat is not already therein the way you move my handsin the wa..</description>
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			<title>little men</title>
			<description>sometimes it's as if,the one i thought lostis still somewherewithin youbut i don't know how to reach him,or how to deal with your moodsand intensity..you're always twice as happyor twice as angryjust twice.. of everythingand i wonder when the day comesfor you to grow into your stepsif i will feel hi..</description>
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			<title>a beautiful mind</title>
			<description>to the one who truly has one..</description>
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			<title>borrowed</title>
			<description>if it had nothing to dowith lovethen maybe that's why we failed to see how fragile they werethese momentswhen forgotten memorieswere just enoughto push back the yearsthat turned the boyish smileinto this crude linejust long enough..to make me want to placemy hand too close to yoursagainrepeating the..</description>
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			<title>a woman now</title>
			<description>a woman nownot a girl any more,so i should be able tocontrol my own imaginationthis one place whereyou still exist..but latelyyou have taken on a will of your ownand i cannot seem to make you smile &amp;nbsp;any morewithin your eyes,i see a spark ofsomething differentand i begin to sense the contours of..</description>
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			<title>eyes wide open</title>
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