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	<title>Maybe This Will Help...&#187; Poems</title>
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		<title>In A Jar</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 06:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“if you were mine&#8230;” she said if the tables were turned well, thumbs in a jar but thank you anyway, I &#8230; just &#8230; wanted to remember butterflies and confusion I want to be free again I wouldn’t screw it up again I wouldn’t even try&#8230; do unto others&#8230; ignorance is bliss&#8230; can’t justify selfishness [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“if you were mine&#8230;” she said<br />
if the tables were turned<br />
well, thumbs in a jar<br />
but thank you anyway, I &#8230; just &#8230;</p>
<p>wanted to remember<br />
butterflies and confusion<br />
I want to be free again<br />
I wouldn’t screw it up again<br />
I wouldn’t even try&#8230;</p>
<p>do unto others&#8230;<br />
ignorance is bliss&#8230;<br />
can’t justify selfishness<br />
two minutes at a time, I&#8230;</p>
<p>stir it up<br />
drag the bottom<br />
do you like what you see?<br />
leave me to it<br />
I will carry<br />
the weight of my memory (misery)</p>
<p>“if you were mine&#8230;” she said<br />
if the tables were turned<br />
I &#8230; just &#8230;</p>
<p>“you’re like a drug&#8230;” she said<br />
the high is so high<br />
but, but tomorrow mornin’<br />
open my eyes to new low, I &#8230; just &#8230;</p>
<p>want another hit<br />
I’ll take the slap<br />
if I can stretch it out<br />
just once again</p>
<p>just want to forget<br />
guilt and regret<br />
I want to be free again<br />
I wouldn’t screw it up again<br />
can’t bring myself to cry&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Alethology Solitude</title>
		<link>http://www.maybethiswillhelp.com/2009/04/13/alethology-solitude/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 06:00:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>january</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[overcoming going under head above water climb up to the roof and try and find some truth truth is not always the kindest way but integrity will demand if you&#8217;d admit you don’t already know you could begin to understand keep my eyes on the horizon over under through further down the road I&#8217;ll have [...]]]></description>
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<p>overcoming going under<br />
head above water<br />
climb up to the roof<br />
and try and find some truth</p>
<p>truth is not always the kindest way<br />
but integrity will demand<br />
if you&#8217;d admit you don’t already know<br />
you could begin to understand</p>
<p>keep my eyes on the horizon<br />
over under through<br />
further down the road<br />
I&#8217;ll have just as far to go</p>
<p>truth is not always the kindest way<br />
but integrity will demand<br />
if you&#8217;d admit you don’t already know<br />
you could begin to understand</p>
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		<title>Strange &amp; Wonderful</title>
		<link>http://www.maybethiswillhelp.com/2009/02/02/strange-wonderful/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 06:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>january</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;and I stood stung by the sight of her and the final blow to my heart was struck when she looked up and smiled at me and I say to myself you have wound up your life with the woman there in front of you strange and wonderful sometimes when I look at her I [...]]]></description>
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<p>&#8230;and I stood stung<br />
by the sight of her<br />
and the final blow<br />
to my heart was struck<br />
when she looked up<br />
and smiled at me</p>
<p>and I say to myself<br />
you have wound up your life<br />
with the woman there in front of you<br />
strange and wonderful</p>
<p>sometimes when I look at her<br />
I see her differently<br />
the form not familiar<br />
but the knowing not unknown<br />
and I stand away from me<br />
and look to me who looks at her</p>
<p>and I say to myself<br />
you have wound up your life<br />
with the woman there in front of you<br />
strange and wonderful</p>
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		<title>Till They Dug His Hole</title>
		<link>http://www.maybethiswillhelp.com/2009/01/21/till-they-dug-his-hole/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 06:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>january</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I could lay here forever Let the sun burn blisters on me Can&#8217;t let this slip by unsaid What do you see when you look in me? I have gained a measure of acceptance of confusion All the scars are healed but they&#8217;ll never go away There is no door to the cage but stay [...]]]></description>
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<p>I could lay here forever<br />
Let the sun burn blisters on me<br />
Can&#8217;t let this slip by unsaid<br />
What do you see when you look in me?</p>
<p>I have gained a measure of<br />
acceptance of confusion<br />
All the scars are healed<br />
but they&#8217;ll never go away<br />
There is no door to the<br />
cage but stay anyway</p>
<p>&#8220;As yes is to if, love is to yes&#8221;*<br />
&#8220;Better mistrust undeserved than rash words&#8221;*</p>
<p>But I keep on doing this<br />
smooth as the night goes in the dawn<br />
comes on me like passing out<br />
Don&#8217;t even know it&#8217;s here till it&#8217;s gone</p>
<p>&#8220;But that&#8217;s all nonsense<br />
and wide of my mark&#8221;**<br />
I need you to want to,<br />
not to understand.<br />
A fool is thought wise<br />
if his mouth is shut.<br />
The smell of flowers<br />
my thoughts on you</p>
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