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		<title>It&#8217;s as icy as a widow&#8217;s heart</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2004/01/its-as-icy-as-a-widows-heart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2004 09:03:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[a great sadness washes over me as i say my last goodbye i cry your name yet no one hears holding back the tears but what&#8217;s the point when there&#8217;s no one to find fault in this weakness]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a great sadness washes over me<br />
as i say my last goodbye<br />
i cry your name<br />
yet no one hears</p>
<p>holding back the tears<br />
but what&#8217;s the point<br />
when there&#8217;s no one<br />
to find fault<br />
in this weakness</p>
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		<title>9-18</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/09/9-18/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2003 07:48:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[laying in bed writing my name upon your back tracing my fingertips taking care to not miss a word writing my pillowbook on your flesh without ink without regret these words disappear into the night]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>laying in bed<br />
 writing my name<br />
upon your back<br />
 tracing my fingertips<br />
taking care to not miss<br />
  a word</p>
<p>writing my pillowbook<br />
 on your flesh<br />
without ink<br />
 without regret<br />
these words disappear<br />
 into the night</p>
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		<title>a summer song</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/03/a-summer-song/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2003 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[everytime i see that picture of you my heart fills with warmth and i start to glow i want to know the softness of your skin your gentle touch the taste of your kiss i want to hold you close tightly inside my arms and never let you go fall asleep in each other&#8217;s arms <a href='http://zenandjuice.com/2003/03/a-summer-song/' class='excerpt-more'>[...]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>everytime i see that picture of you<br />
my heart fills with warmth<br />
and i start to glow<br />
i want to know<br />
the softness of your skin<br />
your gentle touch<br />
the taste of your kiss<br />
i want to hold you close<br />
tightly inside my arms<br />
and never let you go<br />
fall asleep in each other&#8217;s arms<br />
begin the day with your head<br />
resting on my chest<br />
my pulse drops when i think of you<br />
a great calm overwhelms my<br />
troubled heart<br />
as i long, yearn, crave<br />
to be with you<br />
forever</p>
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		<title>unbound</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/03/unbound/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2003 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Scraps of paper thrown onto the ground some staring back with scornful eyes the rest blown away by a winters gale love letters, words, paper and ink all that remains of what once was sacred the command between us bound for eternity no more unbound, set free to points unknown]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Scraps of paper thrown onto the ground<br />
some staring back with scornful eyes<br />
the rest blown away by a winters gale<br />
love letters, words, paper and ink<br />
all that remains<br />
of what once was sacred<br />
the command between us<br />
bound for eternity no more<br />
unbound, set free<br />
to points unknown</p>
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		<title>punctuation leaves me cold</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/03/punctuation-leaves-me-cold/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2003 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Writing]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[punctuation leaves me cold lacking the energy to stop the flow i leave it out and on and on and on it goes the sentences the feelings the lost causes and left behinds all of this loops and repeats and free flows into one another nonsensical yes but so is life just like the day <a href='http://zenandjuice.com/2003/03/punctuation-leaves-me-cold/' class='excerpt-more'>[...]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>punctuation leaves me cold lacking the energy to stop the flow i leave it out and on and on and on it goes the sentences the feelings the lost causes and left behinds all of this loops and repeats and free flows into one another nonsensical yes but so is life just like the day before trickling bubbling sounds coming from all around thank god for water cleanses my tarnished soul now all that is left is a rusted heart to heart mind to body soul to soul don&#8217;t you know this is the way it ends in the beginning and once more as it was before the ending is coming soon while punctuation leaves me cold lacking the energy to stop the flow</p>
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		<title>4 letter words</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/03/4-letter-words/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2003 05:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[concessions of guilt doubt and fear memories stolen never forgotten always in search for that moment in time when the world was young naive and stupid love was just a four letter word not what it is today]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>concessions of guilt doubt and fear<br />
memories stolen never forgotten<br />
always in search<br />
for that moment in time<br />
when the world was young<br />
naive and stupid<br />
love was just a four letter word<br />
not what it is today</p>
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		<title>SNOW!</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/01/snow/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jan 2003 07:48:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just stepped outside to stare into the night sky snow falling around me as I spun like a pinwheel in the wind]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just stepped outside to stare into the night sky<br />
snow falling around me<br />
as I spun like a pinwheel<br />
in the wind</p>
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		<title>am i ok? no. it&#8217;s</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/01/am-i-ok-no-its/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2003 08:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[am i ok? no. it&#8217;s all been a lie to myself to everyone i feel like an empty shell of what and who i used to be. walking around with a blank stare on my face the mask changes when people are around i go into auto-pilot as recognition sets in as tear stained pillows <a href='http://zenandjuice.com/2003/01/am-i-ok-no-its/' class='excerpt-more'>[...]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>am i ok?   no.  it&#8217;s all been a lie<br />
to myself to everyone</p>
<p>i feel like an empty shell of what and who i used to be.<br />
walking around with a blank stare on my face<br />
the mask changes when people are around<br />
i go into auto-pilot<br />
as recognition sets in</p>
<p>as tear stained pillows cover the bed<br />
i havent hurt like this in years<br />
i had forgotten this pain<br />
had tossed it aside<br />
as i have been</p>
<p>dont ask me if i&#8217;m ok<br />
you&#8217;ll just hear what you want to hear<br />
not the truth<br />
not the facts<br />
not the pain<br />
not what comes out in the dark</p>
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		<title>took some valerian root time</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2003/01/took-some-valerian-root-time/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Jan 2003 08:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[took some valerian root time to lay down my head turn on the electric blanket rest snugly in my bed vacation&#8217;s almost ending i can see it going fast 3 more days and i&#8217;m back on the grind whatever]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>took some valerian root<br />
time to lay down my head<br />
turn on the electric blanket<br />
rest snugly in my bed</p>
<p>vacation&#8217;s almost ending<br />
i can see it going fast<br />
3 more days and i&#8217;m back on the grind<br />
whatever</p>
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		<title>There was a time when</title>
		<link>http://zenandjuice.com/2002/12/there-was-a-time-when/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Dec 2002 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>zenandjuice</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was a time when you let me know What&#8217;s really going on below But now you never show that to me do ya But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath you drew was Hallelujah]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was a time when you let me know<br />
What&#8217;s really going on below<br />
But now you never show that to me do ya<br />
But remember when I moved in you<br />
And the holy dove was moving too<br />
And every breath you drew was Hallelujah</p>
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