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			<title>Smoke and Mirrors</title>
			<description>Smoke and Mirrors&amp;nbsp;Do you look at her&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asmore beautifulWhile I stare&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Atmyself desperateIn the mirror downstairsTrust I put in you..</description>
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			<title>Feelings  August 23, 2013</title>
			<description>FeelingsAugust 23, 2013&amp;nbsp;I have no one, not one soul.I am the same lonely broken mind.I read peoples first impressions,and I feel their judgments.Wishing my feet would grow weak.I am so tired of running for all of the untruths.&amp;nbsp;I can say; that you..</description>
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			<title>Sonnett</title>
			<description>You always had a knack for calling me outNever caring when or where you did itMaking sure I was left with my hand outI tried and you refused to give me creditMaking me feel worthless, leaving me beggingSome days I'd cry so hard; I felt so lostNow I see my love for you was blindingAnd I am so lonely ..</description>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>Unfair you've always been such a two faced personwanting me then ignoring meback/forthUp/downyou never cared not like i did for youi was there when you wanted mewhen youNeededi was aloneyou were with your new girlyou watched me cry and laughed at meyou leftLiaralways lyingeven when i catch youyou ar..</description>
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			<title>Garland Cinquain (Shaken)</title>
			<description>You're scared I see you shakeand I know what you wantit is so clear that you want medon't hideDon't try.I know you welland I will keep you safeI will hold you all through the nightcalm downLove meagain my loveletting go is easyneeding to break down all your walls darlingjust fallCrash downinto my he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1227834/</link>
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			<title>Garland Cinquain (My Bathroom Floor)</title>
			<description>The floor of my bathroom is cold but close to youI press my cheek to the floor and I cryI crymy bodylimp,hoping that you hear measking you to love me againI cryI crybecause you areyou are so far awayand i feel so lost without youtears fall Tears fall on ceramic black and white tile floorI feel as if..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1227813/</link>
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			<title>Fluidity </title>
			<description>Lastnight I tried to act as if you&amp;rsquo;ve,nevermade my eyes swell and nerves,pumpsuicide.Ibared it all; opening myself like an,Envelopewith no return sender,nohope for a letter.Whenyou laid there next to me, allowing,yourego to show itself like my br..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1227064/</link>
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			<title>Movement</title>
			<description>Myback doesn&amp;rsquo;t arch the way yours does.Idon&amp;rsquo;t get bent,overyou,dothough,andevery time I hear you say you,likeit that way,Iroll my eyes and say,herewe go again..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1227061/</link>
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			<title>Worth</title>
			<description>Untitled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lastnight or early this morning, either way; Itold you;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told you everything,thatI see scars.Isee a broken mirror.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Reflectingimage becomes clearer,notwanting to see her.Iam too..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1221096/</link>
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			<title>Untitled#29</title>
			<description>Hehas conclusion in his hollow eyesTheending in mindAndhe&amp;rsquo;s got the variations developing at the edge of his limbs&amp;nbsp;Soif he were to gently touch the side of my waist as he lay next to me, the wordsin his mouth wouldn&amp;rsquo;t explode and he&amp;rsquo;d think of how..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1220387/</link>
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			<title>Untitled#24</title>
			<description>Untitled#24&amp;nbsp;Thepage has been ripped and torn.Ihope it&amp;rsquo;s the only one.Idon&amp;rsquo;t want this love to be gone.Howcome you haven&amp;rsquo;t come home?&amp;nbsp;Onlywanting to feel me, my body, my warmth.Onlyappearing when you crave my touch.Only..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1220384/</link>
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			<title>Burning the Midnight Hour</title>
			<description>Tonight I want At the word loveYour soul darlingWhat is comingFrom midnight to morningMy ghost To live beneath it allQuestions and the choiceEveryone I&amp;rsquo;ve ever loved&amp;nbsp;Me Escape your mindYour nameIs left wondering whyIt suddenly ke..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1219019/</link>
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			<title>3 of Cups</title>
			<description>In a foreign bedroom, she will glisten a climax ofsadness.&amp;nbsp; Trying to feel her way in;feeling enough of your absence; dirty; her mouth tastes fragile andunappealing.&amp;nbsp; You perceive she makes sin cheaply with the tearsstreaming down her body; she starts to think of him drowni..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jenkey83/1219009/</link>
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