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			<title>Limerance</title>
			<description>You tempt me to divulge any limerance that I cling toAs if you know it simmers just beyond the shadows of my smileYou see the twitch of my left eyelid as you speak of past fixationsAs if familiar with the ghosts that stalk me in my sleepWhen I sleep and I sometimes see them, but in my dreams I am de..</description>
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			<title>The Girl</title>
			<description>You tried to love the girl who could never be containedShe wasn&amp;rsquo;t made to ownShe wasn&amp;rsquo;t made to claim&amp;nbsp;She&amp;rsquo;s an Arizona sandstormSea-foam pearled on a waveShe&amp;rsquo;s a coastal shock of lightningAnd the passion we all crave&amp;nbsp;The midnight moon and stars w..</description>
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			<title>Friend?</title>
			<description>My very best friendI thought it was youI think you&amp;rsquo;ve forgotten what best friends might doSometimes they make or return a phone callMaybe make them some time- when there is no time at allYou say that your busyAnd friend, I am tooBut I would create that time just for youMy friend from the pastD..</description>
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			<title>Perfume and Cigarettes</title>
			<description>Most remember laughterOr a twinkle of the eyeI remember the way she smelledAnd her smoky kiss good-bye&amp;nbsp;She always loved those leather pantsAnd the bike she rode for kicksBut what she loved more than the restWere candied fumes and paper sticks&amp;nbsp;Never was she afraid to liv..</description>
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			<title>Pocket Knife</title>
			<description>I'm what you might call evilMy mere existance utter sinI must say that I agree with youI'm rotten end to end&amp;nbsp;Let me slice a tale for youThat tells what lies withinIt revolves around my pocket knifeBut where shall I begin&amp;nbsp;Imagine gleaming metalThen a silent secret tear..</description>
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			<title>A Many Men and Women</title>
			<description>Swinging in the moonlightSwinging in the sunIt was 1692 when the swinging had begunAway to Gallows Hill -nineteen so they sayA many men and womenMade to sway awayLet them all concedeLet them cry out in denialBut jury knew the truth in their witchy little trialsEach and every one was tainted by the b..</description>
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			<title>Southern Beauty</title>
			<description>She thought that way of living was what her heart requiredThe down home country's givin&amp;rsquo; was not what she desiredNew city streets and shiny thingsNot gravel roads or tire swingsMiss pretty wanted more than plainThat beauty took a different laneShe turned her back to look aheadThat&amp;rsquo;s for ..</description>
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			<title>My Juicy Little Secret</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;juicy little secret To basically delightI hold an apple in my handCome close to take a biteI&amp;rsquo;m a precious little angelGold haired little queenI&amp;rsquo;m much sweeter than my secretA dish of French cuisineCome , you&amp;rsquo;re on the edgeYour tempted by the things I bareC..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theresheis01/487904/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>See the rainbowed skyThe colors in arrayMixed with subtle cloudingFeel the gentle breezeAs it lifts your hairMoments of peaceful blissYou&amp;rsquo;ll remember whenOur lips gently brushedWhen the sun was slowly settingYou will not forgetThe beat of silent staresThe breeze caressed your faceEven now I wa..</description>
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			<title>Purpose</title>
			<description>Back in the woods hangs a swing from a treeIt&amp;rsquo;s old and it&amp;rsquo;s tired but it waits with a pleaMoaning and groaning for a last wild rideA child with laughter and joy in their eyesBack in the alley slumps a man with a drinkEscaping a life that passed by in a blinkHe sighs and he cries for a t..</description>
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			<title>I'll Be Your Painted Sorrow</title>
			<description>Paint your sorrows on meI&amp;rsquo;m a canvas stained with bloodDab me with your tearsI&amp;rsquo;ll be painted in a floodTint me in a saddened hueA reflection left with painSaturate with your emotionDon&amp;rsquo;t leave me still the sameI am what many call a friendI am what some call an earI do what must be ..</description>
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			<title>A Box That's Built(Must Come Down)</title>
			<description>I lay aside myself to improve what you could beTaking you in both my hands, I hope to set you freeThere is a shadow on your walls, like a stain that covers paintYou&amp;rsquo;ve built a box around your life that won&amp;rsquo;t release a thingI&amp;rsquo;m here to make a doorA frame to worlds beyondYou&amp;rsquo;ll..</description>
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