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			<title>another untitled poem</title>
			<description>what happens when you'retoo tired to cry, lie,&amp;nbsp;too tired to die?enter apathy, in all her glorycapturing every attempt at life,settling in and finding a homein the dreams you set aside.and what happens when&amp;nbsp;there's nothing left,but maybe's and why not's?when all you can do is regretthe coul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mitrajouhari/493762/</link>
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			<title>tired.</title>
			<description>i wanted to lie to you,&amp;nbsp;but i was too tired.i started to cry for you,&amp;nbsp;but i was too tired.i was willing to die for you,but you were too tired.</description>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;you, bathed in blue light.you, dancing circles in my imagination.you, composing my dreams.you, whispering sweet somethings into my ear.you, lacing your fingers into mine.you, tasting my desire.you, stripping my exterior.you, eyeing my purpose.you, altering my reality.you, m..</description>
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			<title>Stripped</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;My soul stands bare before youYou gaze with a critical eye,Harshly absorbing me,My essence quickly inhaled.Tasting my sorrow andWarmed by my passion,I dance before you withNo music but the beatingOf my burning, pulsing heart.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Free Fall</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I am free falling at 90 miles perHour with the taste of you on my Lips and the echo of your words inMy ears. I am free falling at 90 Miles per hour but I have no desireTo stop, yet I know perfectly well That the ground will end my descentAnd wake me from this dream where Fall..</description>
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			<title>Lifted</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The world is pressing, pressingPushing, heavingCrushing dreams under Its lead weight lead hatePoison kiss of death On your lipsClosing closing closing inOn your pure clean shoulderDon't crumble, stand tallI'd hate to see you fall</description>
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			<title>Masquerade</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;This house is so empty at nightSo cold and so silent and darkSo cold I can see the breathLeave me with brilliant graceEffortlesslyAnd so silent I can hearThe screams echoing in theEmpty corners, wrought with confusionAnd so dark all I can seeIs what once was in the bright..</description>
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			<title>Twist</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m always pretending, lending, bendingTwisting and molding into shapesThat no one else will fill.Slipping into crevicesFinding a void then trying toEradicate, eliminate, alleviateNothing more, nothing lessDisposition never changingI am constant,I am endless.</description>
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			<title>Running</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Give me wings so I can flyBecause I&amp;rsquo;m running soHard and my feet just won&amp;rsquo;tStop as I search for that onePlace where I can feel, feelSomething, anything, becauseThis charming little house holdsNothing but warm tears andBroken dreams and if you digDeep, way down d..</description>
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			<title>Four</title>
			<description>Where is here? Here isA place were no one asks,Delicately sidestepping confrontation.Making graceful steps,Tiptoed around something deeper,Delving into the inner-workings Of my fa&amp;ccedil;ade is too hard of a Task, feel free to accept The warmth of my lie,My life.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mitrajouhari/398965/</link>
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			<title>Three</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s like we&amp;rsquo;re living in anUpside down nightmareLike hell is earth and earthIs hell and escape is goneLike arms are legs andLegs are arms and weCan&amp;rsquo;t reach out to anyoneLike life is death and deathIs life but we never feelOur hearts beat pulses raceEyes..</description>
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			<title>Two</title>
			<description>Just a free write, it's not complete yet.</description>
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			<title>One</title>
			<description>None of my poems have titles yet, so if you have any ideas feel free to make suggestions.  Or just make suggestions in general(:</description>
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