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		<description>The original writings of author Mel</description>
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			<title>Speak</title>
			<description>All thoughts have meaning, all words have weight. Don't let people speak for you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/420992/</link>
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			<title>Mask</title>
			<description>So many secrets in one's self, ones you don't want to admit to. You have to come clean eventually.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/417708/</link>
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			<title>The One in the Mirror</title>
			<description>Looking into the mirror - which is the real me? Are we the same?
[An entry from my journal.]</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/417703/</link>
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			<title>Cold Kiss</title>
			<description>Frozen kisses designed to leave you wanting more.
It's been a long time since I've really been able to write, so forgive me if this is awful.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/403589/</link>
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			<title>God of Illusion</title>
			<description>I do not believe in any god. This may offend; if you offend easily or do not wish to read anything 'blasphemous' then don't do so.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/401510/</link>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>Darkness is beautiful, but sometimes it's too suffocating. Enjoy the light you walk in, you might not always have it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/401497/</link>
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			<title>Blood and Tyranny - 01 -</title>
			<description>Screams. A roaring fire blazing in my peripheral vision. The screeching of tires as Zero pulled away from the site, yelling at us to duck down, damn it, duck down. As if through a fog, I smelled burnt flesh. I touched my head to numb the sting &amp;ndash; touched and then started in surprise. That&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/395112/</link>
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			<title>Spoken Honesty</title>
			<description>Beguiling, deceitful... we all have to lie at some point in time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/383518/</link>
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			<title>Eulogy</title>
			<description>There are always words to say at an end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/379774/</link>
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			<title>Death of You</title>
			<description>I'm not too sure what this one means to me, but I'm still sorting through it. Hope you like it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/362885/</link>
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			<title>Death Upon Eternity</title>
			<description>This was meant to be a short story, but I couldn't completely figure out how to piece it all together. This is only the last part, the part specifically written to accompany a wonderful piece by Victoria Frances. *Note: Dhamphir: half vampire, half human.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/309868/</link>
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			<title>The Colour of Strangers --03--</title>
			<description>Parents are supposed to care for us, nurture us. But when that's lost, we have to take care of everyone else.
Thank you to WalkingBlind of quizilla for this idea!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/294724/</link>
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			<title>Blood and Tyranny</title>
			<description>To overcome extreme oppression, one must use extreme aggression.
We will fight to our deaths.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/294709/</link>
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			<title>Blood and Tyranny - prologue -</title>
			<description>To overcome extreme oppression, one must use extreme aggression.
We will not stand by and watch; we will fight to our deaths.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/294338/</link>
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			<title>W***e</title>
			<description>Had an angry night a while ago, and this is the result. Enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/270405/</link>
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			<title>The Colour of Strangers --02--</title>
			<description>One little boy, abandoned by his sister, abused by his father, and on the verge on insanity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/268670/</link>
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			<title>The Colour of Strangers</title>
			<description>You've heard of the six degrees of seperation. We all know each other in some way, shape, or form. We can all somehow relate to each other. There's the girl who loves Dracula by Bram Stoker, the boy who's lost it all, and everything between them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/268660/</link>
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			<title>The Colour of Strangers --01--</title>
			<description>Teenage pregnancies don't just go away...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xxblack_out/268657/</link>
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