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			<title>space</title>
			<description>you feel so far away yet so close. what used to be nights of laughs and spontanous make out sessions have turned into evenings of each of us being in another world, room, whatever. the closeness which was there seems to be waning. I bring it up, ask if anythings wrong, and keep getting your typical ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/496779/</link>
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			<title>f*****g</title>
			<description>your lips are on my neck breath hot on my collar bone. i'm inhaling your scent, high on it. your strong &amp;nbsp;hands are suddenly so soft as they pass over my curves, lingering at the begining and appriciating the lines of my body. &amp;nbsp;suddenly teeth cut into my breast, my back arching with pleasur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/494512/</link>
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			<title>the couch </title>
			<description>a poem about getting out of a verbally abusive relationship and finding a new person who makes  you feel beautiful again and your strength back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/494506/</link>
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			<title>beats</title>
			<description>n/a</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/494499/</link>
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			<title>she's afraid of a light in the dark</title>
			<description>i used to be a cutter. this just one writing about depression.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/491741/</link>
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			<title>pervos</title>
			<description>written while on the bus to work...pretty self explanitory.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/491737/</link>
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			<title>hitching</title>
			<description>memory of hitching through the San Lorenzo Valley one night</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lyzziefaye/491735/</link>
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			<title>Silt</title>
			<description>memory of being homeless and waking up behind a large shopping center. written on my phone on the bus into work.</description>
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