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		<title>I blooded my love by a cold autumn moon :: a choka</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 04:03:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Drop by drop something precious slipped through fingers that daren&#8217;t not grip tighter to save the last red so red, scarlet lifeblood that drained away staining the water that sustained, fed, Filled the veins, art&#8217;ries, Tributaries of hopeless Dark fluid rushing. Break the dam. Slice the skin. Let it all run away. The humours run, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=250&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>When Breathing Hurts</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2011 00:55:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A breath slices; slivers of time breaking at the bottom of an endless day. Absence weighs and words like glass shards fall, musical, scattering light. Lust marked, invisible indelible, penetration so tender and violent. Wrapped, bitten, reddened; loved so hard only dust remains. Smelted and cast scraps become a whole. Wicked through leather soaked with sweat, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=247&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Prey, Fallen</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/prey-fallen/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 01:01:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was a first look, a glance that caught with the finest of sticky strands Tiny, wicked spider&#8217;s trap Dawn revealed the weave Droplets collected Ley lines pointing to a dark, wicked heart. Snared. Wrist and ankle. Caught. Dark, shuttered soul spinning. A throat bared for teeth and bite, prey made ready offered surrendered.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=242&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Time Collector</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/07/23/the-time-collector/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 18:02:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aisling Weaver</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Skies streaked with Blue smeared by Black tinged purple. With falling, curling spiraling feather soft blows - no &#8211; brushes - no &#8211; kisses wait. wait. . . breathe. try. Hear that? Yes? Pinging, tinging, blow by blow fall of heavy raindrops salty with the heavy load of summer&#8217;s retribution. Today is not was not [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=241&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Your Bloody, Blooded Blade</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/05/17/your-bloody-blooded-blade/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2011 13:34:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aisling Weaver</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wet your knife Whet your blade get it sharp and fine and pare that lie down to ribbons Blood your knife feed the steel only the sharpest edge for this surgeon&#8217;s careful work. Shave the truth until it falls in filmy thin curls wisps of reality twisting for your oh so sharp will. Wet your [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=239&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Tide</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2011 14:13:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am parched, thirsting for the tide&#8217;s return. When did I become naught but tidal flats, soaking up the brief visitation of pleasure and satiation? In the receding echo of waves I am sated; replete with fulfillment. The sun beats down; the mallet drumming my taut skin until it shivers with heartbeats and lust&#8217;s empty [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=237&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Perfect Pain</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/03/24/perfect-pain/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 13:57:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aisling Weaver</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fine needles pierce with every inhale a reminder of the void left, fine, fissioned beauty. Agony, blissed and beatific, each moment that passes waiting, trembling on anticipation&#8217;s infinite edge. This. This is it. A healing that hurts as much as the breaking, knitted back together with the sharpest of tiny tiny needles.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=235&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Spectrum</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/03/15/spectrum/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 18:44:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aisling Weaver</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Follow the rainbow, they said. That&#8217;s where you&#8217;ll find it. I listened, tracing the arc of that ribbon across the world walking away from the sun and into a storm dark and hungry. You found me there, lost, wandering, searching for an impossible pot of gold. &#8220;Don&#8217;t look up,&#8221; you said, &#8220;the rainbow isn&#8217;t there.&#8221; [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=233&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Layers</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/03/14/layers/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 19:01:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aisling Weaver</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Read between the lines.&#8221; Simplistic instruction. Lines are just layers on edge. Turn and look again, see the depth. Red lines left behind, blurred at the edges, soft, a faint blush along a geometric fault. Ignore the faulted input, see beneath the singular shape to find the heartbeat plumping flesh, nerve endings echoing with embossed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=231&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>That Dusted Bottle</title>
		<link>http://hopelesssoul.wordpress.com/2011/03/13/that-dusted-bottle/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 05:18:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Aisling Weaver</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lust, stolen and hidden away to ferment into a poisonous intoxicant Kept, aged, hoarded In some cold shadowed Secret place. Taste me. Surrender your faculty for the bliss of one drunken, realized moment.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=hopelesssoul.wordpress.com&amp;blog=15233588&amp;post=230&amp;subd=hopelesssoul&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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