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			<title>The Ocean</title>
			<description>it&amp;rsquo;s fascinating. how i can loveyou. even though i haven&amp;rsquo;t met you.the same way i love the ocean,but never felt the power of herWaves.the same waythe sun puts hishands on my skin,but i can neverbe close to him.it&amp;rsquo;s funny.how much nature represents love,but most of allpain. </description>
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			<title>January 19th</title>
			<description>I knew I loved you.But I don&amp;rsquo;t think I realized how much I loved youtill I gaveyou thefruit of my love. I granted you entranceand corrupted everything I ever knew. Baby, I regret nothing. You gave me the mostexotic and thrilling love I will ever feel.I am so gratefulfor you. You found my missi..</description>
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			<title>One More Chance</title>
			<description>I knew as soon as I saw youthat I was going to love you.Somehow we got solost from theus we used to be.I was so terrified of the love you were willing to give.I pushed you and myselfaway.I wasn&amp;rsquo;t ready for the pain that followed.Through this, we both found thedarkest partsof ourselves.In the e..</description>
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			<title>The Sunrise</title>
			<description>She stood on the roof,as the sunrise dancedacross her skin.Casting her shadowsaway. The lightfilled the holeswithin hercausing newflowers to bloom.She was a newcreation,made new bythe lightthat wasyou. </description>
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			<title>Hold Me</title>
			<description>You only hold mewhen my skin tastes like honey.Never when I&amp;rsquo;m bleeding and soaked in salt.You blame it on your past,I blame it on myself. Maybe I&amp;rsquo;d beokay if you wouldjust hold me. Hold me tighttill I break. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1994068/</link>
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			<title>Scars</title>
			<description>if anyone asked i would deny it.deny that there is any imperfection in my life.i will hide the scars,i will hide every piece of myselfto prove i&amp;rsquo;m perfect.no one will eversee the pain or fear.they will only seemy perfection,masking the war inside of me. </description>
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			<title>Lonely </title>
			<description>you don&amp;rsquo;t really know mebut you text me late at nightwhen you&amp;rsquo;re lonely.don&amp;rsquo;t want to hold me,just unfold me.then crumple me up like paper,toss me outuntil you need me for later.I&amp;rsquo;m finally moving onto thenew me,but you&amp;rsquo;re still holding ontothe old me. god what makes yo..</description>
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			<title>Fire and Gasoline </title>
			<description>I thought we were perfecttogether. You made me laughthe hardest.But it turns outwhen I ignitedyou made my flames brighter.So brightI almost burnedeverything down.Even you. So to fix things,I either had to dim my fireor set you ablaze. And for the longest time I put out my fireto save you.Now, withou..</description>
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			<title>Can't Explain</title>
			<description>You have given meevery reason to leave. Like that you only notice mewhen we&amp;rsquo;re tangledup in bed sheets.Or how you put up these wallsblocking mefrom everythingexcept your skin.And somehowI still gave youmy heart,my sweat,my soul.Now, I have nothingleft for you. Yet, I&amp;rsquo;d stillcome back to ..</description>
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			<title>Addicting </title>
			<description>it doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter whatyou&amp;rsquo;ve done to me.because every chancei get i run back to youlike an addict. i want to suffocatein the smoke of your love,and drown in the whiskey that tastes like yourlips.i can&amp;rsquo;t break this habitthat has become you.i&amp;rsquo;m not sureif i want to.i want to mo..</description>
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			<title>Winter</title>
			<description>i see thissnow and ithink of you.of how yourfingers felt like ice on my warm skin.how i could seeyour breathelike smoke,and how it fogged upmy glasses-blurring us together. </description>
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			<title>These Words</title>
			<description>these words,will stand for mewhen my legs forgetthey can stand.when my voiceforgets it canspeak. these words,will save thesoulsof the lost.</description>
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			<title>Human </title>
			<description>when you found me,i was a victim toemptiness. devoid and aloneyou took me captive. taking me far frommy home and bringing me intothe light. your light.i almost feel human. you whisper to meand i almost feelchanged. you unbound my chains. freeing me from mypowerlessness. i lose myselfto your light. i..</description>
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			<title>Nights Like These </title>
			<description>i&amp;rsquo;m tangled up inour bed sheets,my sheets.reminiscing the dreamsi had next to you. overwhelming nightsjust like this one-i think about you, us,me. i could think about thecracks in thesidewalk,but that would remind me of the lines your facemakes when you smile. i could think about myfirst time ..</description>
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			<title>Disease</title>
			<description>I had the habitof blaming others for my misfortunes. Not realizingthat these mistakes and this blood on my hands,was no one elsebut mine. I had to ownthe darkest partsof myself, and display themfor everyone to see.This messhas become me.</description>
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			<title>Ocean Eyes</title>
			<description>Blue as the ocean.He was wild like the sea.Those eyes drown me.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>I knew you weren't the one</title>
			<description>I knew you weren&amp;rsquo;t right for me,when you complained about the bloodstains I left on your bed sheets.When you told me my glasses made me look funny,and that I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t spend all of my time studying.When you made me change my clothes before we went to dinner.I knew you weren&amp;rsquo;t the o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1970266/</link>
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			<title>Settling </title>
			<description>Is it more braveto live or to die?Are we really living if we settle for second rate Happiness?It&amp;rsquo;s not livingif you he doesn&amp;rsquo;tlight you on fire with his words.If youfeel nothingwhen she walks in a room,how do you knowyou aren&amp;rsquo;t alreadydead.</description>
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			<title>Death </title>
			<description>I died.I remember the sirens,the broken glass,the blood.Yet here I am,walking through my homebut no one sees me.They never do. I scream,till my lungsShatter.They keep living,even thoughI can&amp;rsquo;t do the same.How selfish of usto believe life endsafter death.</description>
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			<title>Empty</title>
			<description>i gave so muchof myself to you,so much that you did not deserve.trusting that youwould fill theempty parts of me.never did it occur to methat you wouldbe capable to empty meeven more. it never occurred to me thatwhat i needed most was myselfand not whatyou wanted meto be.</description>
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			<title>What do you want?</title>
			<description>you confuse me,in ways neither of usunderstand.one day its love,and the nextwe&amp;rsquo;re ripping each otherapartat the throats.we apologizefor things wearen&amp;rsquo;t sorry for.this isn&amp;rsquo;t love,this is addiction for somethingso beautiful,so intoxicating,yet so painfuland deadly.</description>
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			<title>I don't love you</title>
			<description>When we met,I had it all plannedout.I knew wewould have this poeticand passionatelove.I didn&amp;rsquo;t fall in love with you.I fell in love with this idea,this expectation I hadof you. I fell in love with who I wantedyou to be. Some things cannotbe planed.</description>
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			<title>Lost Soul</title>
			<description>He entraps her soul,filling her lungswith smoke, drowning her mind in airand setting her skin ablaze.She saw the devilin those dark brown eyes.He stole her innocence,manipulated and confusedher into thinkingthis tragedywas somehowlove. </description>
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			<title>What She Needed</title>
			<description>He was fireIn her veins,Igniting her soulInto an uncontrollable fire.He was the devil Picking at the harp stringsOf her angelic heartMaking her speakMusic into his ear.He was the desireThat kept her upAt the dead of nightwanting more of This drugHe is filling her with. </description>
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			<title>Bloom</title>
			<description>He saw every inch Of her.Even the darkest partsThat filled her. Day by day He opened her up.Watering her, until she Bloomed, Like a wildflowerIn spring.</description>
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			<title>Expression</title>
			<description>The way your faceLooks as you read to meIs captivating. The way your lips move,And your browsScrunch together.The way youFinger your wayThrough the pages.The way youBounce your leg,I know this makesYou nervous. I&amp;rsquo;ve never beenMore at peace.</description>
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			<title>Bright Eyes</title>
			<description>I love the wayYour eyes light upWhen you talk About writing.I love the way You love life.I love the wayYou want everything.But most importantly,I hate that Those beautiful eyesHave seen so much painAnd darkness.I hate thatThere are timesYou wish to beSomeone else.I hate that You are so insecureIn yo..</description>
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			<title>He Isn't You</title>
			<description>You press your body against me,I squeeze my eyes shut.Reminding myself It&amp;rsquo;s you ontop of meNot him. Reminding myselfThose are your hands prying me open,Not his. I want it to stop.But just like last time My voice has vanished.I want to push you off,Tell you to stop, I want to tell you I&amp;rsquo;m..</description>
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			<title>Goodbyes</title>
			<description>My eyes burn as ITry to hold back theseTears.I sit on the edge of The bed we&amp;rsquo;veMade love on,But never felt love in,And watch you pack your things.I want to scream, Anything to make you stopPacking away The life we&amp;rsquo;veBuilt together. You look at me,Not bothering to Stop the tears.Hoping, p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1960705/</link>
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			<title>Tiny Fingers</title>
			<description>I used to haveThese tiny fingersGrowing inside me.Like the flowers,You planted herInto my garden.You forcedYour way inAnd pulled out My daisies And planted yourOwn flowers.Not thinking of the weeds I would have toPull out.I miss those Tiny fingersAnd I hope theyCan forgive meFor what youDid to my be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1959830/</link>
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			<title>Fearful</title>
			<description>You blew the Smoke from your lungs.I laughed, becauseEven though This could one Day kill youI&amp;rsquo;ve never seenSomething moreBeautiful. You made me Realize,With a strongForce that theMost beautifulThings will killYou if you letThem consume you. I stopped Laughing,My body Was filled withFear.That w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1959602/</link>
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			<title>Adventurer </title>
			<description>You live forThe thrill.Half becauseYou can And half becauseIt rushesThe blood throughYour veinsAnd remindsYou what you&amp;rsquo;reLiving for. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1959600/</link>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>I didn&amp;rsquo;t want this.No, I didn&amp;rsquo;t know I could want this.I didn&amp;rsquo;t know IWas allowed to lookAt her like sheWas my first poem.I didn&amp;rsquo;t know I Was allowed to runMy hands across herLike she was the Art they hung up In museums, which goesTo show I&amp;rsquo;ve alwaysBeen drawn to things..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1959598/</link>
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			<title>Open book </title>
			<description>You wanna know it all?Baby, I'm an open book.Just please, don't ripmy pages.</description>
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			<title>August 19, 2017</title>
			<description>I thought it&amp;nbsp;would be one of&amp;nbsp;those magical nights.Filled with passion andlove.But it was so much more.&amp;nbsp;It was everything&amp;nbsp;I didn't even knowI wanted.I felt your heartbeatand the sweat&amp;nbsp;drip.I felt yourun your thumbback and forth&amp;nbsp;across my knee.I felt safe and sound.Yet wh..</description>
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			<title>I Remember</title>
			<description>You ask me toremind you what it wasthat I said,and somehow thisinfuriates&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp;Because I remembereverything.&amp;nbsp;Your words.Down to the last syllable.I remember&amp;nbsp;your hands warmingmy skin like it&amp;nbsp;hasn't seen the sunbefore you.&amp;nbsp;I remember&amp;nbsp;how you looked&amp;nbsp;through me as..</description>
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			<title>Clay</title>
			<description>You mold meand shape meinto this beautiful,flawless artifactfor everyone to see.Next, you break me,shatter me,into these tinypiecesof desire and fear.Maybe, just maybe,you feel sorry&amp;nbsp;and you soak mein your tears.&amp;nbsp;You rebuild mesmoothing out the cracksand putting my peicestogether, like an&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Useable</title>
			<description>I ran my fingers through&amp;nbsp;his mess of hairas his lips traveleddown my rib cage,&amp;nbsp;and his fingersdanced across my&amp;nbsp;bare skin.&amp;nbsp;He doesn't love me,or know me.But I neededhim in waysI didn't understand.&amp;nbsp;Not just in a physicalsense but mentallyI just needed him.&amp;nbsp;The next day,I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1957887/</link>
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			<title>Something Stolen </title>
			<description>you stole something from me.pieces of me I can never get back,and all the others after youwill try to rebuild me,like the toys they&amp;nbsp;played with when they&amp;nbsp;were young.&amp;nbsp;we both know that&amp;nbsp;they can't replace the&amp;nbsp;things you took.&amp;nbsp;they can't fill the holesyou made.you stole my..</description>
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			<title>Biological </title>
			<description>You left so suddenly.I thought you were&amp;nbsp;coming back,I was so alone.&amp;nbsp;Months passed and&amp;nbsp;you were still gone,&amp;nbsp;I thought it wasmy fault.That I had done somethingwrong,to push away your love.I started to look&amp;nbsp;for that love&amp;nbsp;in other men.&amp;nbsp;Turns out their loveisn't sweet l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lilsunflower/1955970/</link>
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			<title>I Know You Love Me</title>
			<description>You leave thesebruises,&amp;nbsp;out of love.&amp;nbsp;I know youdon't mean to.I try to hide them,&amp;nbsp;to keep peoplefrom askingor judging.You didn't meanto do it sohard.&amp;nbsp;You were drunk,it's okay.&amp;nbsp;I know you love me.Even whenyou hurt me.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Searching</title>
			<description>You search acrossmy skin,searching for the answerto the question thatkeeps you up at night.We both know,you won't find that here.Yet you keep searching,even when you'rebreathing your life&amp;nbsp;into my body,you're still searching.&amp;nbsp;You have no ideahow badly I wishI was what you'vebeen searching f..</description>
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			<title>He Said</title>
			<description>Come on baby he said,NoIt'll be quick he said,NoIt won't hurt he said,NoIts okay you want this he said,NoYou're going to love it he said,NoDon't tell anyone he said,NoIt wasn't a big deal he said,NoYou asked for it he said,No</description>
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			<title>Want </title>
			<description>baby you've touched me,without touching me.you run yourfingers down my back,not with your hands butwith your words.you fill the deepest parts of mewith the way youstare across the roomat me.you've made me realizehow much I want,not only you but&amp;nbsp;your words.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Art</title>
			<description>He dug his fingers into&amp;nbsp;my colors,searching for himself.&amp;nbsp;Carving my insides into somethingbeautiful.&amp;nbsp;Writing his words&amp;nbsp;across my skin&amp;nbsp;making a book out of me.He took the flowers out ofmy garden,and planted weeds.&amp;nbsp;He took me apart and hung me&amp;nbsp;on the walland called i..</description>
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			<title>Sold it to the Devil</title>
			<description>Today I gave my heartAnd soul away.He&amp;rsquo;s the Devil In an angelic Disguise. I sold him my Soul forLove. Never have I Felt loveUntil his sweat Dripped down My innocent lips.Till his eyes captivated My whole Essence. I sold it all to The Devil. I regretNothing. </description>
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			<title>Wildflower</title>
			<description>She&amp;rsquo;s a wildflower,As warm as the sunOn your skin. A ragingStorm. She&amp;rsquo;s a gust of wind You can&amp;rsquo;t forget. She let&amp;rsquo;s you know that you&amp;rsquo;re Alive. Wildflower, wild child. She&amp;rsquo;s the punch That takesEvery breath away. She&amp;rsquo;s the beauty Of death. That you forget to ..</description>
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			<title>Drown</title>
			<description>i'm sinking.&amp;nbsp;going further downthan i intended to.the water fills my lungs,i feel it burning me&amp;nbsp;inside and out.&amp;nbsp;don't try to save me,baby i'll just drag youdown with me.everything is fading,all i want is you with me.but i'm too busydrowning in mypast.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Consumed</title>
			<description>i'm scared of this darkness,scared that one day&amp;nbsp;i will lose controland it will consume&amp;nbsp;all of me.i'm afraid that this darknessis the real&amp;nbsp;me,the me you never knew.i'm terrified that this darknesswill consume you along with me.so i must let you goto keep your lightaway frommy darkness...</description>
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			<title>I want to love him</title>
			<description>i want to love himbut,his lips taste likerum.they burn holes intomy skin.i want to love himbut,he doesn't need me,he just wants&amp;nbsp;two legs and a holeto get lost in.i want to love himbut,he doesn't even know whatthe meaning of love is.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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