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			<title>Girly Delight</title>
			<description>My first</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/297875/</link>
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			<title>The Secret</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A whisper of knowledgelays lodged in my throatshattering truths-tickle prised lips&amp;nbsp;A ghost, a memoryA betrayal once knownDeters the secretfrom leaking off my tongue&amp;nbsp;Where do the loyalties lie?When there is no 'home'&amp;nbsp;Your secret is mineand there is n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/229031/</link>
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			<title>the words</title>
			<description>when the words of a great poem escape you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/229028/</link>
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			<title>Flamingo Pink</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I changed my hair todayI don&amp;rsquo;t want to be a blondeI wanted to be pinkMagentaI got lost in myselfThought a new colourMight paint the way back to meBut my blue eyes stillStare, and haunt and remindMe, of all the thingsI cannot changeI changed my hair todayBut unfo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/229026/</link>
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			<title>waiting on an elsewhere engaged heart</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I could pretend, as I have done before-and shall do again&amp;nbsp;That I do not mind, that it is her eyes you look to-And not mine&amp;nbsp;I could deny, that it aches that you don&amp;rsquo;t bleed-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my warn heart&amp;nbsp;But I wont, I will..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/229024/</link>
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			<title>Cheap Mascara Days</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Heavy eyelids close beneath tired lashesBlack kohl smudges mark the day's ruinsThe wavering scent of a rich perfume-Lings in the nostrils- burning her sensesHer hands too heavy to turn a page. DreamingIn the light of day- she slipped awayBack in the classroom, the children jeer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/229023/</link>
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			<title>WARNING!- Advisory Lyrics</title>
			<description>a conceise bible- not the faint hearted</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/229021/</link>
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			<title>3 Months I Waited</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;And in the dim light that shoneI let you taste me againYou traced my curves within every inchKissing the mounds you once loved&amp;nbsp;Your mouth- a haven of moist memoirsThat laid dormant, til i felt you againMy thighs ached, tingled expectantlyas you explored warn terranes&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227335/</link>
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			<title>Just a Little Bit of History Repeating..</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You asked for me and I cameYou told me to leave, and I leftYou said you needed me, thenYou wanted to be aloneHere I am now, you need meBut how long before you boreOf my addiction for you?When will you crave her again?And leave me to walk alone, againLike your love forced me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227334/</link>
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			<title>The Shifting Distance of Time</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Time is a curious thing;Mathematics made the rulesYet the flight of lifeBends and breaks whatMany affirm a science&amp;nbsp;60 seconds to a minuteAnd so on and on, and onTick tockPhrases such as&amp;ldquo; the time of your life&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo; time is money&amp;rdquo;Confuse the is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227333/</link>
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			<title>Ominous Season</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Burning leaves of debrisInvoked by the invisibleDance the autumn waltz&amp;nbsp;Blood to the surfaceColours the children, whilstTheir tiny fingers freeze&amp;nbsp;SHREIK sounds the treeNature defeats theMechanical death trap&amp;nbsp;God's Teardrops frozenA mass skating ground..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227332/</link>
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			<title>1970's Vintage</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Faux fur&amp;rdquo;- well that doesn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;count!&amp;ldquo;Darling, you know nothing of luxury,&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Soft and heavy, encapsulated within.I wear my cloak of armourTo ward off all that casts fear&amp;nbsp;In this coat of mine- I maybeWhoever I should desire to be&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227330/</link>
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			<title>The Daisy Verse</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Where does one feel love?Is it in ones heart?Or ones head?For my heart pumpsAnd my head thinksYet my heart achesAnd my head tells meIt&amp;rsquo;s because I&amp;rsquo;m in love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227329/</link>
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			<title>Eyam Dale House</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The presence of a wheeled toiletMarks ones last final daysSo cruel is the death of lifeNot its presence, but theNature of its decent upon a frail frame&amp;nbsp;Too alive to die, but to dead to live,A period of limbo, ironic purgatorySomewhere in-between&amp;nbsp;To fight to live..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227326/</link>
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			<title>A dark day</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Dizzy with the doubts of lost opportunityMy stomach swells, the nausea rises causes me to faint&amp;nbsp;I can taste the threat of disease on my tongueAnd my head aches a dull thud, leaving me numb&amp;nbsp;Waiting for this phase to end, I dream of all my tomorrowsI know in my heart, t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227324/</link>
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			<title>Too Close To be Not Close Enough</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Loose at the hip, broad at the shoulderTracing the crease of his jean with theFingers he uses to roll our jointLegs, long lean hairy, scarred by theTree that stands down by the laneSpider leg eye lashes encase thePools of mystery he hides from allRuffling the du..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227322/</link>
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			<title>Vanilla Lattes</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Vanilla Lattes 25.10.07&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He orded hot chocolateQuite like no otherThick, creamy and intense&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;and just an inch&amp;rdquo;Enough to cover the round of his spoon&amp;nbsp;He walked like a womanProtruding his round bottomWith a dance-like waltzSwaggering, e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/227320/</link>
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			<title>Wrong Side of the Bed</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I believe I woke up on the only side available to meI didn&amp;rsquo;t know it would define the stance I stand to beSome days cloud others are mellowAnd today I feel like a foolish fellow&amp;nbsp;All the demons sent to haunt glare fear in my thoughtShould I have taken the other paths I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/185545/</link>
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			<title>The Shoelace 2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Like the curve of an angry cobra, she mocks me&amp;nbsp;With no set structure she flexes and changes shape&amp;nbsp;Just two ribs of hard cast shell mark her end to end&amp;nbsp;Brown in colour- woven body of criss cross thread&amp;nbsp;Loop to loop I thread the serpent tight through the eye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/179317/</link>
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			<title>Complimentary</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You a fish, that swims for dreamsThat weaves through reeds of mysteryI am a bull that stands grounded, overlookingStubborn, faithful and loyal I watchThe flippant fins of a drowning fishBut to the surface he will succumbTo inhale my presenceAs I am the rock that stations him mo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/purple_monster/179308/</link>
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