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			<title>If im such an angel</title>
			<description>If im such an angel why do I have no wings, if im such an angel, why do i cry over all the little things, if im such an angel then why is my life a lie, if im such an angel, why is my soul intent to die.</description>
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			<description>The storm blows over and all seems lost, fixated on lies and all of the costs, just hoping waiting for the one, somebody help me put down this gun. The hurt inside becomes my soul, why is my own death my very goal. Do you see me for what ive become or am i wasting away without any one. I found someo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dillon22/328656/</link>
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			<title>If</title>
			<description>If I was to die today, what would you do, what would you say?If I say I love you would you say me to, or would you laugh and walk away?If I tell a joke&amp;nbsp;would you laugh, or tell me it was gay?And if I wrote a poem about what other people say, then would you read it, or would you throw it a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dillon22/263426/</link>
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			<title>Two small oceans.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The colors of sea flowing within two small circles.Continuously changing and shining in the light.It dosnt seem as so, but to me its one of few miracles.I can see the desires and all she is as I hold her through this night.In this endless ocean I can see when her heart cries.All be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dillon22/262979/</link>
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			<title>What i feel</title>
			<description>What do I feel? What has become of the heart that I swore to never trust again? I tell myself that I cant even though I already have. Why is that one word so hard to understand and trust in? Am I not the one who makes my own choice or does my heart really know what I myself can not addmit.</description>
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