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			<title>Education At Work In The Oddest Ways</title>
			<description>once you get the degree you have to use it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/371801/</link>
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			<title>Nightime Memories</title>
			<description>there are people you can't live with out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/358099/</link>
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			<title>Strip Away the Fears</title>
			<description>we all make mistakes right? well what happens when theyre over?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/357590/</link>
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			<title>girl from your nightmares</title>
			<description>remember these eyes/you'll see them againstaring into yours as you dreamremember this voice/you'll hear it againserenading you to sleep.just another mistake i was bound to makedissolved and forgotten/an easy fix. march along the wrong waystitch your lips shuti've locked my secret a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/357267/</link>
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			<title>one oh seven three</title>
			<description>The code for my bike lock is 1073 cause it kinda almost spells love.And somehow I wish that your name and mine would be the same.But your heart is as locked up as my good old bicycle.And I have yet to figure out which combination works best.&amp;nbsp;I sit most of the day a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/357265/</link>
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			<title>Two Fifteen At My Window</title>
			<description>you never showed. so i guess. i hate you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/281019/</link>
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			<title>Secrets Are The Best Mistakes</title>
			<description>Who knows...we can keep it quiet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/272274/</link>
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			<title>Love Song</title>
			<description>This is how I feel</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/272272/</link>
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			<title>Guilty</title>
			<description>you have one last chance to prove yourself</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/266081/</link>
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			<description>i'm a dead man walking. a rotted corpse of unrequited love.and i found my murderer.in a way this tragedy is downright suicide.but each crime has an accomplice.wanna be mine? these wounds are deep.and the flow is steady.sweet liquor straight from my beat less heartand i can&amp;rsquo;t be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/256845/</link>
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			<title>Blackmail Versus Backstabbing</title>
			<description>All you need to know.Is I&amp;rsquo;ve got a degree in blackmail.So back off and cool down.I make a living causing a ruckus.You&amp;rsquo;ve raised one too many devils.And now you can&amp;rsquo;t lay them down.Who&amp;rsquo;s fault is that?Certainly not mine.&amp;nbsp;You&amp;rsquo;ve really messed up.L..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/256843/</link>
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			<title>Girl I Once Was</title>
			<description>These clenched, bloody fists of mineHave left you bruised a hundred timesThey act on their own as I strikeAimed for the jugular and the heartYou might expect an apologyBut haven&amp;rsquo;t you learned not to expect muchFrom the broken misused dollFrom the girl I once was?&amp;nbsp;These c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/256841/</link>
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			<title>So Tempting, So Worthless</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The iron rushing through my veinsMakes me a magnet for bad daysIf by chance I want it, I won&amp;rsquo;t get itIf I don&amp;rsquo;t need it, I don&amp;rsquo;t want itI&amp;rsquo;ve been handed nothingSo I must fight for somethingIf only one thing could go my wayBut it&amp;rsquo;ll always be just a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/256838/</link>
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			<title>The Streetlights Downtown Don't Work After Eleven on Thursdays</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s six hours to sunset,And I haven&amp;rsquo;t said,What I want to say.So I&amp;rsquo;ll scream it to you,In my prettiest voice.It may not be the best,But it&amp;rsquo;s all I have,And it&amp;rsquo;s all for you.&amp;nbsp;Take it if you want it,My offer&amp;rsquo;s on the table.Whatever you ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/256836/</link>
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			<title>Inspired By A Dwindling Flame</title>
			<description>you broke my heart before, and no way will i let you again</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilximoxgal/255168/</link>
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