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			<title>It reminds me of something</title>
			<description>Memories</description>
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			<title>Sixteen years of winter</title>
			<description>Memories.</description>
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			<title>Something exquisite</title>
			<description>Sensuality.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826773/</link>
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			<title>Something found</title>
			<description>Remembrance of time.</description>
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			<title>Ecstasy</title>
			<description>Sensuality.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826625/</link>
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			<title>Darkness</title>
			<description>A ceremonious descent into darkness.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826611/</link>
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			<title>Redemption</title>
			<description>Heartache</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826603/</link>
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			<title>I crawl into my shadow</title>
			<description>Sadness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826601/</link>
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			<title>This vanishing life</title>
			<description>Experiencing change, sadness, and depression. Tormented by misery.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826600/</link>
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			<title>The eloquence of pain</title>
			<description>What feels like the soul being ripped from the body, grounded up, and tossed back in with all the valuable parts removed, happiness and peace. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2826447/</link>
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			<title>Sleeping through the war</title>
			<description>Turmoil.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2825978/</link>
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			<title>My beloved, misery</title>
			<description>A broken heart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2820687/</link>
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			<title>A Prelude to Pain</title>
			<description>I have been in a bit of mental pain since the summer of 2018, this poem is a summary of my embrace and acknowledgement of things that followed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2159607/</link>
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			<title>My Halloween </title>
			<description>Self destructive behavior, possession, deceitful: Self exploration.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2149314/</link>
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			<title>A beautiful life</title>
			<description>The beautiful face of sadness lives behind tainted happiness,hysteria, and denial. Charmed by appearances for everyone,we have forgotten how to cry, how to feel.Empathy and compassion are like wasted w****s;toiling through the night, only to make enough for teaand biscuits. What pleasures.Emerging f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2090437/</link>
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			<title>The distant gray</title>
			<description>In a moment, darkness will come.&amp;nbsp;Often taken for granted,&amp;nbsp;the light will fade.An old friend, loneliness, becomes a&amp;nbsp;treasured company.The silence is not defining, but the battle of wits is horrifying, voices whispertragedy and pain, the temptress Misery hides behind her smile.Only for ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/2089237/</link>
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			<title>Misery</title>
			<description>Misery came knocking,She was as cold as winter.Brutal with her words,sentences like knives.She rode in on a pale horse called death,alone in torment she loathed love.So many rather die alone,to escape her embrace.For mercy, kill yourself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1887339/</link>
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			<title>Waste</title>
			<description>Born hanged&amp;nbsp;with a black tongue,speaking tainted truths.Devoured by torment,defined by pain.Hate consumes me,rage gives me strength;Fear devours me.Her legs bleed life...Possessed&amp;nbsp;by legions of a past,convictions ripped a part.Salt the earth and watch it die,angels become demons,their trut..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1882707/</link>
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			<title>Monster</title>
			<description>They did not create the monster, that was all my doing;I pity the unfortunate fool who will meet the wretch one day,the stink of my hate and anger.Monotonous filth plague my ears,years of silence broken...What was once imprisoned now free to roam my soul,my mind slowly becoming a sludge wasteland;Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1881589/</link>
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			<title>House of blood</title>
			<description>Heaving through acid lungs,breathing fire, words are icy,compassion failed us, hunting pigs,peel the skin back show us who you are.Truth is a thief, and mercy is a w***e,we dine with the scums tonight,the walls stained with their stink,bleeding sheets, things that will never be spoken.We bathe in th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1747847/</link>
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			<title>Agony</title>
			<description>A rising sun to restore the old,unaffected by the hell I've made.The straight line fading,these demons won't die,I bite my tongue, so I won't lie.I'm to blame,but there's no shame left here,I feel the same!Throwing stones at glass windows,flesh and bone, wasted pieces.Quiet words take me away,to hal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1707552/</link>
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			<title>Half Mast</title>
			<description>Boldly justifying convictions.The self becomes disgusted;Justice for all, kill for peace!One world, one hate!Segregated, a price must be paid;Hearts as black as they can...Behold the glory of man.Freedom to the gutless sheep,death to those that refuse.I don't belong here;A dark infernal place,I wish..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1668670/</link>
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			<title>Crimson</title>
			<description>Blood will blanket the earth, I hope they choke on it!Living in troubled times, don't say that's fine.The world corroding, life fading.Blind eyes turn away.Remember my words when you see my face.Death with or without hope is death,I killed everyone.Watch me die hopeless.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1653820/</link>
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			<title>Oil</title>
			<description>Dedicated to a friend of mine, someone I consider a brother. Life does not play by the same rules as we do. We feel helpless when those close to us end up in bad situations, no matter the reason.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1618967/</link>
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			<title>Choking on roses</title>
			<description>It's in the quiet times,those moments when the job is done.Whiskey and cigarettes becomecomforting whispers.The silence, obnoxiously deafening.The mind is a glass room,thoughts stampeding like raging bulls.Drunk with emotions, love, hate, revenge.Why bother...The heart is heavy,happiness loathes sad..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1617182/</link>
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			<title>Swallowing Suns</title>
			<description>Strong and Stern, fierce in anger;Resentful indignation.Vengeance becomes them;Giving birth to moons, thrive in darkness,wombs impregnated by snakes.&amp;nbsp;Nothing but shadows;A void, craving warmth,cold and hollow, breathless.Poisoned by tongues, they spoke of love;Trading angels for demons, hell fo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1566438/</link>
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			<title>Rust</title>
			<description>When there's no more;No more worry, no more pain.All progression will cease;Humanity will bleed;Limbs will tremble, it will all crumble.Worthless gutless pigs!Left to bleed!We are violence!No God, no masters, no glory!Remove the heads;Hang them for all to see;Put them on their knees;Ignore their ple..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1420407/</link>
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			<title>Cigarette Burns</title>
			<description>Apologies are over!Who are you?One spoonful at a time;Drag you out no one can hear you.Cut you a pretty smile;Serpent knives;Hope creeping away;Empty eyes;Starving anger;feeding hate!Your finger!Only here for a time;Break your neck;If only for a moment of peace.Against a glass;Smashed memories;Tear ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1397966/</link>
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			<title>Destroying Adam</title>
			<description>Nothing left, destroying self!All or nothing, kill everything!The thrill of knowing that all hope is lost;A life we once knew faded away like ashes.The weight of the world...A parallel labyrinth.The thought of living;Comatose.Become what I create...Strength beyond strength;A jaded phoenix, watch m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1388879/</link>
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			<title>It could rain today</title>
			<description>Menacing clouds hovering like vultures.The sun peaking ever so timid, defeated by a dismal future;Dry sandy ground, an apocalyptic metaphor for death.Though distant it can be heard;The silent screams for sanity, no time to breathe.Windless, boiling air goes in like brimstone.Souls eagerly trying to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1385394/</link>
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			<title>Screams Of The Tyrant</title>
			<description>Looking back at me;An abyss with promise of limitless potential.Not certain of it's past.Always arriving; Constant change is in inevitable.There will be no more silence!No rolling over and die;Greet the unknown with fierce;A positive stand against all odds.Unlike the frail minded who gave in;Rise.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1344606/</link>
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			<title>Defiance</title>
			<description>Self destructive;Pulsating urge for death;Drugged and drunk.Repeated faces, same places;Each day exactly the same...   Mundane actions.It's not that they bore me;Detached, life...existing.They are all fun I'm sure...Suffocating air, hovering;Already dead to a dying world.Sell you my hate;Sell it wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1331898/</link>
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			<title>5 Past Midnight</title>
			<description>A persistent black trails my wake,haunted faces linger in a mirror;Taunted by existence.Shattered...Thoughts, failed by actions;A letter written, ink is blood.Words spoken to silence,God is chaos.Come to me minions,whisper me lies, truth is tainted;Carrions tear at the flesh, feed demons.Carved in s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1324341/</link>
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			<title>A Goblet of Blood</title>
			<description>A mundane taste returns;A rotating cycle of tragedy;Hollow need for living, for breathing...For love.Each soul passing by, window shoppers.Illusions of happiness, distracted by burdens;Routines, obligations for the ruled.Extraterrestrials. God, the devil...demons?Prayers, hopes, faith...optimism?Ash..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1313450/</link>
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			<title>Nectar</title>
			<description>Feel my roar, hear my pain,stab the heart it's weak, tired.Tear the eyes out they are blind,curses carved into skin.Absolution is not what I seek,but death is nothing short of sweet...nectar.Petals fall as colours fade,her words only comfort fools.Once loved, once failed,She turns away into the dark..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1278162/</link>
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			<title>Death in the wake</title>
			<description>Now at the end,Stripped humanity,existence ripped a part.Stand watch,world up in flames,shards, memories flooding,only time.Greeting,&amp;nbsp; gates of hell,eyes closed, farewell,mercy vacant.Bleed,become everything,got this far.Rid of flesh,naked skin and bone,orchestra, a different tone.Jewel, dragge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1267053/</link>
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			<title>Sleep</title>
			<description>If only we could sleep;Alive in our dreams.Void of pain.The world is a scary place,It doesn't feel like mine;Get away.I Don't want the world to know;Know that you're mine.Take me far awayFeels good to be so hollow;Don't care to be here,the whispers never end.At sunrise,In the shadow of the sun.Dead ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1262624/</link>
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			<title>Exiled</title>
			<description>Falling from an edge,realms meet;No harm can reach me here.Realigned chaos - perfection.Blood drips from heaven;Shower me with the tears - the fallen.Your love can't save the world;into the arms of despair, run!Benevolent entities.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1262621/</link>
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			<title>A Dying Breed</title>
			<description>Dear God,Starved and happy;Starved and waiting;Depressed and full;Void...Resolution may never come;Smiles wiped from faces;Tears wiped away, they mean nothing;Dreams are chasing;Want to be something.Abusive breathing;Nothing's changing;Where it began?Know where it will end.Bottles speak no more;Drug..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1253580/</link>
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			<title>Silent Riot</title>
			<description>Without a fist there's no voice;Thorns hook into flesh;Rip away the fabric of a reality;Purest form of divine darkness;Follow me.Sleep...Like demons leaving a possessed soul;It evades me.Death lurking, watching my torture.Pain...A seductive mistress;Eyes bleed fear of what I could become;Tongues lic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1181045/</link>
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			<title>Bottoms up</title>
			<description>What are you saving?The world's already fucked!F**K the world!We are already fucked!Bring on the chaos, bring on the hate!Humanity failed - Narcissistic and overrated.Swallowing filth, freedom built on piss and s**t!Remove their tongues - Trophies for the victor.Waiting for the death of a specie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1171007/</link>
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			<title>Lip Service</title>
			<description>The memory will fade,the experience will die, I'm sorry.A riot from lips slowly rising,sentences spoken by snake tongues.&amp;nbsp;Orator bleeding ears,a wound for the cancer!a disease for the weak!a drink for the suicide!everything dead.&amp;nbsp;Just a second to breathe,a minute to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1041327/</link>
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			<title>Needles</title>
			<description>Hogtied and dirty;Substance stimulation;Medicinal waste, intoxicating;Enhancing reality.Chemical humanity, chronic;Perception flawed;Conciousness derailed;Personality lost.Behavior disturbing;Addiction evolving;Endogenous filth;Psycoactive power.Synthesized chaos;Jade..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1040857/</link>
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			<title>Deja vu of a blurred deviant</title>
			<description>Compassion and care,blind;Hidden faces, tainted truth dying inside;How much can be given?Watch it all fail.Tear on heart strings, becom numb;Sillohuettes passing by, jaded love;Words spoken, hollow sentences;Injected substance abuse, faceless friends.We came, we loved, we fucked;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1036090/</link>
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			<title>One more hit...</title>
			<description>Talking to myself again...can't get these voices out my head.I am raged...filled with hate, violence is my new best friend...&amp;nbsp;Trust in the fictitious - paranoia at it's best;Self induced nirvana - all dreams granted, all troubles to rest;Nothing can compare...trust me...Needle tracks lead to eu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1004922/</link>
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			<title>My new hate</title>
			<description>Look down on me and see your god;Born against the will to exist;Mother's milk fed the beasts;Thousands strong, we become one;Suffer the days to come;Against the tyranny of peace we will stand!A riot for the ages;A new prejudice for the races;Protect your love is what was learned;Destroy to rebuild;F..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/1002652/</link>
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			<title>Shaking on a ledge...</title>
			<description>Dedicated to an unforgotten friend...</description>
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			<title>Ordained in piss...</title>
			<description>Such an a*****e - a stain.Filth regurgitated for the children - Feed the little spiders less they starve.Society a tradition of human failure - Holy S**t anointed to man.Silk robes and orgies - A goblet filled with piss.Kiss this ring and swallow my cum - F*****g fools.A cross - Broken.Yield not to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/999083/</link>
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			<title>Solitary </title>
			<description>My heart's a death machine -&amp;nbsp;Devouring self.Darkness fed to my veins.The deciever - sooth sayer.Life unseamed - light the torches.Take me home.Breathe&amp;hellip;.Justify f*****g bloodshed!This is the last time you will ever see my face!Straigh from hell!The walls bleed my fate!Your feeble and weak..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PjClayton/984988/</link>
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			<title>Don't forget to smile</title>
			<description>Smile for the picture;Vanity loves you - See you soon.Words, hollow promises...I could lie, but I have nothing to hide - Tonight you die.Jaws wide open, mouth stapled shot.You're awefully pretty...Join me for a smoke - opportunity.Conversation is just a detour.Look at you, no words to describe your ..</description>
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