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		<description>The original writings of author Scarlet M.</description>
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			<title>September Blues</title>
			<description>I wrote this piece for a friend who lost her mother years ago. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/2875464/</link>
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			<title>my fancy way of saying writer's block</title>
			<description>dust collected atop her handlike a conquering ineptnessthat taunts to scrape outa flash point of some sortIt was a perennial happeningthat she had to broach habituallylanguidness was a part of it alland like a bona fide poetshe vowed not to shirk from this impasseher fly-by-night t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/2875463/</link>
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			<title>Arthur Fleck</title>
			<description>a ridiculed soul deemed worthlesstrapped by society'sundefeated crueltyone feet deeply buriedin the throatthe tittering grows louderas his laughter echoesuncontrollably, resentfuland frighteneddesiring only but onesemblance of normalityyet humanity has failed once again, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/2148088/</link>
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			<title>De Trop</title>
			<description>On rare occasion,a memory of you pops up,jagged, epoch, unwanted,like a balefulsign,It comesknocking at my door.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1954503/</link>
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			<title>Enslave Me</title>
			<description>I guess I was missing how empty you made me feel,	how I felt like it was everything that mattered;	that soul crushing, heart wrenching emotion.	I was terrified of letting go of what's left in this	sadness that were slowly placing cracks in me;	because I'm afraid.	I'm afraid of not feeling.	I'm afrai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1828343/</link>
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			<title>Crestfallen</title>
			<description>Don't leave me whole,&amp;nbsp;	leave me broken;	broken enough to make me miss you,	but&amp;nbsp;whole enough to make me strong.Strong enough to make me want to	walk away and forget you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1820327/</link>
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			<title>What Remains</title>
			<description>Kill my heart so it can live forever,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ifnot in you,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; thenat least in between the lines&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1795415/</link>
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			<title>My Greatest Downfall</title>
			<description>You were the reckless kind of love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; thatwas destined to kill me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not to destroy, but to be able to make me feel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1795389/</link>
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			<title>Gridlock</title>
			<description>I felt a lot for you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; butI didn&amp;rsquo;t know where to direct&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; thesefeelings.&amp;nbsp;Towards where?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1789279/</link>
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			<title>A Beautiful Curse</title>
			<description>I hope I will never have to write poetry again;about you, about me, about us.&amp;nbsp;I hope I will never have to sit on my corner;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mydying space,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1789278/</link>
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			<title>Forelsket</title>
			<description>She did not&amp;nbsp;know anythingexcept the fact&amp;nbsp;that she&amp;nbsp;was falling;continuously&amp;nbsp;and heavilywith all&amp;nbsp;the feelingsshe carries&amp;nbsp;for him,In a speed&amp;nbsp;that took awaynot only&amp;nbsp;her breathbut also&amp;nbsp;her heart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1775817/</link>
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			<title>Bewitched</title>
			<description>He had the kindof smile I would want to take care of,eyes that could melt myentirety,a voice I could listen toforever,and a heart Iwould dream to have.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1773697/</link>
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			<title>I Am</title>
			<description>I am the girl who falls in love easily 	but never surely,	the kind who wears her heart on her sleeves	but never allows anyone close enough to touch it,	the type to openly say her feelings	to the rightperson and also to the wrong.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am the girl who crie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1764831/</link>
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			<title>Afflicted Attachment</title>
			<description>I could only make use of this emotionand bottle them up until it overflows.Until then let me hold on to them;our precious memories,till I learn how to forget and to let go.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1747755/</link>
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			<title>The Transience of the Blossoms</title>
			<description>It comes once a year, a few days time,It blooms and it falls,It scatters at its toll.Like the transience of human life,a fleeting beauty.I watched as one petal fall fromthe other,Iwatched as it dances, with each mellow sound.Still it answers to the windsintricate calling,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1747746/</link>
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			<title>Memento Mei</title>
			<description>Remember Me,On a full bloom paradise,a sweet spring escapadeWhen the first bud flourishes,on the day you ended myfeelings with a drought.&amp;nbsp;Remember Me,On a dwindling heat, a midsummer&amp;rsquo;sdayWhen the ocean wavecrashes, with you shouting myname.&amp;nbsp;Remember Me,On a soft autumnb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1745091/</link>
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			<title>Out of Reach</title>
			<description>Guilt ran through her body	as she continued to blameherself	for a love she gave, and did not receive.	She wanted to keep him&amp;nbsp;	but he was not hers to keep.Her thoughts, filled with nostalgia&amp;nbsp;	and her heartscreamed in pain.	She gave her love on a piece of paper&amp;nbsp;	until no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1744860/</link>
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			<title>Fallen</title>
			<description>The heavenly bounds of Gods Kingdomand a pit of Inferno surrounding the gates of Hell;A thin line of boundary which separates these twoworldsIs where two dissimilar beings met.If an Angel and a Devil were to fall in love withone another,can their love transcend the law of hea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1744132/</link>
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			<title>Nequam</title>
			<description>Nequam, latin word for 'worthless'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1742781/</link>
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			<title>Little Miss Heartbreaker</title>
			<description>For my actions, I became unaware,	my word, for leading you into a chimera,	I deeply regret.A wishful thinking, fool&amp;rsquo;s paradise,	that&amp;rsquo;s all it will ever be	to you, and to him, to her and to this.In a contrite tone, I say	I hope one day they realize 	the fa&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1742633/</link>
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			<title>A Mermaid's Plea</title>
			<description>Once, a boy came, new to the coast	tall figure, his skin supple dusted with white, 	he was silent at times, quite 	sometimes laughing like a child, 	vulnerable yet strong, she sees.&amp;nbsp;The mermaid was in awe, but she didn&amp;rsquo;t realize,	a&amp;nbsp;crashing wave, that&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1742563/</link>
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			<title>In memory of Jay Gatsby</title>
			<description>He chased her like drifting clouds,A beauty behold, he longed for her,Adorned her with jewels, sparkling, brilliant,Like her eyes, reflected in the stars.He filled her milieu with flowers, and all fine things she could ever imagine.He was entirely captivated, primed to run aw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scarletm/1742043/</link>
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