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			<title>Lucas</title>
			<description>To my unborn.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1405768/</link>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>I just want you here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1365167/</link>
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			<title>A Letter I'll Never Send</title>
			<description>Really just something to get off my chest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1181671/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>That bench is where she was found...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1160096/</link>
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			<title>Dear You,</title>
			<description>All i want, all I miss, all I can think about is you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1145873/</link>
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			<title>Scar</title>
			<description>I love her; she is my drug.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1125979/</link>
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			<title>Molded By Your Hands</title>
			<description>Dear Creator; This is Tenacious. Please kill me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1125664/</link>
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			<title>The Meadow</title>
			<description>Where is this Meadow?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1087142/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Tragedy</title>
			<description>Some people just snap. 
Some people just break.
Some people can't take the pain anymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1087095/</link>
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			<title>Free Fall</title>
			<description>I fell, you caught me, we both let go, I'm falling, you won't catch me, I can't find you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1048842/</link>
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			<title>Don't Go</title>
			<description>He said those three words. He's seven yet he still pronounces my name wrong. &quot;Eya, don't go.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1032922/</link>
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			<title>Come Home</title>
			<description>I know this place is no longer home to you,
but.. come home..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/1010375/</link>
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			<title>Traveler</title>
			<description>I miss you more than anything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/989363/</link>
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			<title>I'll Tell You Again</title>
			<description>My first stab at spoken word,,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/982870/</link>
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			<title>Hold This Dream</title>
			<description>Hold This DreamTake this dream and hold it dear in fingertips soft and silky,fingertips that secretly brushed against my skin,fingertips that quietly wrapped around mine.Take it, and keep it, promise me...Promise me that you'll hold this dream,This fantastical landscape of our immoral ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/948464/</link>
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			<title>This Place</title>
			<description>- I cannot wait to get away from the horrible place I've built.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/823407/</link>
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			<title>Feed Me Poison</title>
			<description>Loving Him, Is Such Ecstasy, Such Poison</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/807900/</link>
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			<title>A Failure's Eulogy (1)</title>
			<description>Part One. To a Three Part Poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/806851/</link>
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			<title>The World Won't Know</title>
			<description>I'm not trusted, I'm not believed, Because of the mistakes in my past. But i won't cry. At least while the world is watching.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/779553/</link>
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			<title>Lost (in) Her Mind</title>
			<description>A dream I had, I don't believe the ending though so don't worry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/771738/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Feel Good Enough</title>
			<description>Giving up everything you can, and still feeling like it's not enough.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/679679/</link>
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			<title>I'll Walk Forever</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ll Walk Forever&amp;nbsp;My feet and hands are freezing;my face has gone numb.But I&amp;rsquo;ll continue to push forward,I&amp;rsquo;ll walk forever.Looking forward,and&amp;nbsp; reliving the memory of looking back,I push my hands deeper into my pockets,and walk forever.Tears have left small ice cr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/628521/</link>
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			<title>She's In The Shadows</title>
			<description>I've Seen Her. I've Heard Her.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/622852/</link>
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			<title>Transcript 1 (One) Of Andrea Pullen's Psychological Help</title>
			<description>These Are The Transcripts From June 10, 2009 between Therapist Dr. Hawking and Patient Andrea.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/584680/</link>
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			<title>The Insanity Within</title>
			<description>She was alone. Surely she had gone insane...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/582688/</link>
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			<title>Bleeding Regret</title>
			<description>What happens when the pain is too much to ignore. When mental fears become physical truths. What happens when a girl's wrists are burning...?
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/578221/</link>
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			<title>Your Eyes</title>
			<description>This guy, his eyes turn bright brown when he is quiet, secretive and a little demon... well he's not that evil... he's just... not nice when his eyes are bright.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/576885/</link>
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			<title>He's Worth More Than Pain</title>
			<description>This is A Reply To K.A.M. 's poem called Walk Away, You should go read his too :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/571938/</link>
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			<title>She's Breaking Down</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She drops to her knees on the cold, wet, ground. She begs and pleads for this s**t to turn around. She wants to scream, but her voice won't find. She wants to tell of her hurt, her pain inside. She sticks her middle finger up and screams F**K THIS WORLD!!! B..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/561230/</link>
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			<title>You Have The Power, Love</title>
			<description>How Do You Know If You're Good Enough, When You're Constantly Doing Wrong.?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/554671/</link>
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			<title>Smile... Just Smile</title>
			<description>He loves her. She loves him. Unconditionally. He Loves His Wife. She Still Loves Him... Unconditionally</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/534673/</link>
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			<title>Mute</title>
			<description>I Refuse To Speak When I'm Hurt. It Only Makes Things Worse.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/523484/</link>
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			<title>Dream For Me</title>
			<description>Dream For Me, Because I Don't Have The Power To Dream Anymore</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/521860/</link>
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			<title>Burn My Blackened Heart</title>
			<description>I've never agreed with creamation,but I can't bear to look at the shattered remains of my heart..So today i've made the decision,We're gonna burn her to the ground.We can dress in our favorite white attire,And carry candles to the service,I'll bring the gasoline to pour over the memories,and i'l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/498912/</link>
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			<title>Give Me a Reason To Go On</title>
			<description>Everything is falling around me,crumbling into small pieces of nothing at my feet.I just want to cry, and lay down forever...in the debris of my sadness.Give me a reason to go on...And I'll give you the knife.Like rain my world hits my face,bruising every part of me...turning my skin a beautiful sha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/493623/</link>
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			<title>I'll Never Tell You</title>
			<description>My Own Fears May Sooner Or Later Push Him Away. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/480261/</link>
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			<title>I Wrote This Because He Wanted Me To</title>
			<description>Dedicated to K.A.M from his favorite stalker.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/479768/</link>
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			<title>Without Your Hold</title>
			<description>Lifeless, worthless, the dumb piece of s**t that she is.I wonder if death would bebetter for her than this.She's crawling on hands and knees,searching for your presence,Don't you even notice what she's like,without your hold?She screams in agony, with past wounds opening agian,the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/473479/</link>
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			<title>Control</title>
			<description>With happiness comes sacrifice,With sacrifice comes greed;I'll try to ignore it as long you're with me.With tears comes pain,with pain, I'll bleed,Your hearts so fragile, I hope now it's complete.Some days I want to die,Some days I wanna be dead.It's worth every tear I shed.You're ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/470961/</link>
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			<title>With Each Beat, My Heart Breaks.</title>
			<description>I will my heart to slow down,it's pace is to fast for such a fragile soul.With each beat, my heart breaks.Everytime my heart pumps blood,my wrists beg for salvation,and my head begs for sleep,And I beg for my heart to stop beating.I clutch a razor in my hand,and pray for my breath to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/469891/</link>
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			<title>Beautiful</title>
			<description>Somehow... She Still Feels Beautiful</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/463439/</link>
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			<title>.Sick.</title>
			<description>Ever Cried So Hard You Threw Up?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/461325/</link>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>Please... Don't leave Me...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/461296/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Think I'm Breathing...</title>
			<description>I feel my heart beat...but it's not enough to convince me...That I'm alive...The echo of each thump bangs inside&amp;nbsp;my brain.Indeed, I am alive, but...I don't think I'm breathing...The floor never felt this comfortable...I decide to make this place my bed...This place that I fell...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/461291/</link>
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			<title>Shadow</title>
			<description>Walking around in nothing more than a sillouette;Of everything I try, but never can be...These expectations are set way to high for me;Someone who is always so close to the ground...I am nothing more than the ground!Grass, gravel.. I am made for people to walk on!I am a shadow...Of eve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/461286/</link>
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			<title>Attack Me!</title>
			<description>Tonight...I want something totally new, at least..To me and you.This soft, passionate... dancing&amp;nbsp;if you will,that&amp;nbsp;we are doing..Is much loved yes,but not enough.Tonight...I want you to attack me.Grasp me with the urgency of a tiger on full attack,and don't let go.I wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/460702/</link>
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			<title>Guys Are The Reason I'm FAT</title>
			<description>Ben N Jerry's, Little Debbie, Hostess... When He Leaves, They Are My Best Friends</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/457441/</link>
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			<title>Abstract</title>
			<description>I stare at the blank canvas that is my wrist.Trying to figure out which direction to go in.I listen for any noises around.Anyone who might come to interrupt my art session.I need complete silence...I hold the tool that is a blade.And imagine which way would be best.Which way would be j..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/455909/</link>
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			<title>Meant To Be</title>
			<description>Believe...Just stop and believe;That we are meant to be,That in the future we'd still be together.Hope...Just hope once more,That we're perfect for each other.Nothing can ever bring us apart.Just...be here.Stay here.Don't think about the future;F**k the past!It's now;We'r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/455903/</link>
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			<title>My Suicide</title>
			<description>My suicide will be...Dreadful, sinful, yet sweet.Everyone will be sad,But no one will miss me.I'll be sure to leave a letter.Explaining exactly why...Why I had to leave...Why I wanted to die.I'd try not to leave blood everwhere...So mommy won't cry...When the police inspect the c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TaneaGreenway/453123/</link>
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