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	<title>Emotional Slag &#187; People</title>
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	<description>The only thing left when you&#039;ve already poured out your heart</description>
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		<title>I could stay in these arms all day</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/15/i-could-stay-in-these-arms-all-day/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 04:07:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[She&#8217;s the reason I get up in the morning
She&#8217;s the reason I go to work
She&#8217;s the reason I put up with the pains of the world
It&#8217;s all for her
When she opens her heart
And places her hands on mine
I could stay in these arms all day
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She&#8217;s the reason I get up in the morning<br />
She&#8217;s the reason I go to work<br />
She&#8217;s the reason I put up with the pains of the world<br />
It&#8217;s all for her<br />
When she opens her heart<br />
And places her hands on mine<br />
I could stay in these arms all day</p>
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		<title>Tale of the Suburbanite</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/14/tale-of-the-suburbanite/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:28:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Abstract]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Foolish suburbanite longing for trust
Your smile bleeds as you peel your
Broken face off this path you created
Paved with the dreams and ground-up bones
Of those you stepped upon to get where you are
Apathy is a steamroller on this path you created
Look up and pay homage to your apathy
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Foolish suburbanite longing for trust<br />
Your smile bleeds as you peel your<br />
Broken face off this path you created<br />
Paved with the dreams and ground-up bones<br />
Of those you stepped upon to get where you are<br />
Apathy is a steamroller on this path you created<br />
Look up and pay homage to your apathy</p>
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		<title>Questions</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/questions/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:59:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[questions, thoughts, wonderings
what does it all mean?
how cliche
should i try?
what will come of it?
joy
pleasure
sorrow
heartbreak
people change
time moves on
new people enter the scene
the narrator becomes a player


(unfinished&#8230;)

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>questions, thoughts, wonderings<br />
what does it all mean?<br />
how cliche<br />
should i try?<br />
what will come of it?<br />
joy<br />
pleasure<br />
sorrow<br />
heartbreak<br />
people change<br />
time moves on<br />
new people enter the scene<br />
the narrator becomes a player<br />
</strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">(unfinished&#8230;)</p>
</address>
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		<title>The Players</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/the-players/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/the-players/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:56:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Can the Narrator be a player?
If the Narrator becomes a player
Who takes his place?
Should the Narrator Join
In the struggle of the players?
Who is the Narrator anyway?
A character is added
The Narrator is gone
No one knows what will happen next
How will the play go on
With no narrator to move it?
 Apathy is my blanket
But it is thin
And [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Can the Narrator be a player?<br />
If the Narrator becomes a player<br />
Who takes his place?<br />
Should the Narrator Join<br />
In the struggle of the players?<br />
Who is the Narrator anyway?</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>A character is added<br />
The Narrator is gone<br />
No one knows what will happen next<br />
How will the play go on<br />
With no narrator to move it?</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em> Apathy is my blanket<br />
But it is thin<br />
And I still shudder benieth it<br />
-binks<br />
</em> </strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">199804270902</p>
</address>
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		<title>The Narrator</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/the-narrator/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/the-narrator/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:53:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Death]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://slag.wolfteck.com/?p=45</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[the narrator sees everything
the narrator knows everythong
the narrator can predict anything
the narrator is safe from all harm
many players look up to the narrator
they see him as a god
they continue their lives
as the narrator tells what happens
safe from all harm, the narrator stands
never involved in the conflict
the narrator is safe
the players continue their lives
the narrator stands [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>the narrator sees everything<br />
the narrator knows everythong<br />
the narrator can predict anything<br />
the narrator is safe from all harm</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>many players look up to the narrator<br />
they see him as a god<br />
they continue their lives<br />
as the narrator tells what happens</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>safe from all harm, the narrator stands<br />
never involved in the conflict<br />
the narrator is safe</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>the players continue their lives<br />
the narrator stands in the corner<br />
protected, isolated, alone</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>the players continue their lives<br />
the narrator lies silent<br />
fallen on the stage<br />
slain with his own blade<br />
</strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">199804071000</p>
</address>
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		<title>Decisions</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/decision/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/decision/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:52:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://slag.wolfteck.com/?p=41</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[choices&#8230;decisions
our lives are filled with choices
how does one decide
they may change the moment
they may change eternity
fuck it&#8230;i&#8217;ll work on it later


(unfinished&#8230;)

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>choices&#8230;decisions<br />
our lives are filled with choices<br />
how does one decide<br />
they may change the moment<br />
they may change eternity<br />
fuck it&#8230;i&#8217;ll work on it later<br />
</strong></p>
<address>
<p style="text-align: center;">(unfinished&#8230;)</p>
</address>
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		<title>Speckles</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/speckles/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/speckles/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:48:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[speckles
pieces of sin
lying on everything
like blood on a fresh corpse
everywhere it goes
it leaves its mark
everything it touches
feels its presence


199802

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>speckles<br />
pieces of sin<br />
lying on everything<br />
like blood on a fresh corpse<br />
everywhere it goes<br />
it leaves its mark<br />
everything it touches<br />
feels its presence<br />
</strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">199802</p>
</address>
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		<title>Sin</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/sin/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/sin/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:38:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[God]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://slag.wolfteck.com/?p=29</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[sin
burns like fire
consume, destroy
we
cannot control
all that we are
God
can save
if we give Him a chance
free will
He gave us
we use it the wrong way
in the end
we all die
and few realize that
death
is our only salvation
from this life of
sin


199802251002

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>sin<br />
burns like fire<br />
consume, destroy<br />
we<br />
cannot control<br />
all that we are<br />
God<br />
can save<br />
if we give Him a chance<br />
free will<br />
He gave us<br />
we use it the wrong way<br />
in the end<br />
we all die<br />
and few realize that<br />
death<br />
is our only salvation<br />
from this life of<br />
sin<br />
</strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;">
<p style="text-align: center;">199802251002</p>
</address>
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		<title>Crying</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/crying/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/crying/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:36:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Death]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Faith]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[God]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://slag.wolfteck.com/?p=26</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[
	"love...emotion...feeling"
	 joy they bring
	  much pleasure
	   companionship
	    along the way
	     comes
	    pain
	   sorrow
	  death
		God can save
people die
		Jesus comforts
people kill
		God cries
	why can't we all get along?
war
 no reason
  slowly
   some work back
    to normalcy
 [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong></p>
<pre>	"love...emotion...feeling"
	 joy they bring
	  much pleasure
	   companionship
	    along the way
	     comes
	    pain
	   sorrow
	  death
		God can save
people die
		Jesus comforts
people kill
		God cries
	why can't we all get along?
war
 no reason
  slowly
   some work back
    to normalcy
     to peace
      faith in God
      will save</pre>
<p></strong></p>
<address>199802251100</p>
</address>
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		<title>Faith</title>
		<link>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/faith/</link>
		<comments>http://slag.wolfteck.com/2009/10/12/faith/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:32:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Faith]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[People]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[people sit
soon
they scurry around
in pointless lives
still
they don&#8217;t understand
why they are here
alone
they will never see
if they don&#8217;t open their eyes
afraid
they fear death
their only salvation
hoping
only faith
can save them now

 199802240905
this was one of my first exercises in people watching.
you never know where you will find inspiration

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>people sit<br />
soon<br />
they scurry around<br />
in pointless lives<br />
still<br />
they don&#8217;t understand<br />
why they are here<br />
alone<br />
they will never see<br />
if they don&#8217;t open their eyes<br />
afraid<br />
they fear death<br />
their only salvation<br />
hoping<br />
only faith<br />
can save them now<br />
</strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;"> 199802240905</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">this was one of my first exercises in people watching.<br />
you never know where you will find inspiration</p>
</address>
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