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			<title>Suffocating</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gasping for a last breath I can feel my lungs running out of air, as the light&amp;nbsp;turns to dark, as the silence approaches...&amp;nbsp;Losing my grip, aware of the situation, these cold hands, cause me a death of suffocation&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This time, this end. T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/350786/</link>
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			<title>Scars of Pain</title>
			<description>Twisted in the thorns of insanity once againas I try to find my way out of griefHorrific images of the long lostwandering in the depths of conscience&amp;nbsp;Echoes in the nightThe massacre...&amp;nbsp;Blood pouring on the floordripping so beautiful and pure&amp;nbsp;I'm blinded by the wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/346501/</link>
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			<title>Defy them</title>
			<description>Shovelling the thoughtsDisturbing the mindAltering the truthConsealing the liesBreaking old tiesViolating their own&amp;nbsp;rulesArtificial factsAshes in our eyes&amp;nbsp;Time is running outIt's never enoughLife is running outPeople are wearing out&amp;nbsp;Plugging out all the see..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/335673/</link>
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			<title>Opinion's Fire Reign</title>
			<description>Crushed and unfulfilledUnarmed and fallenFrustrated and abusedWhere you have reached your limitsWhere&amp;nbsp;you know you'll lose...&amp;nbsp;Clap your hands...Wait for the right momentto rise upand greet the worldthat constantly awaitsfor your false prophets' return&amp;nbsp;Remind ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/322028/</link>
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			<title>Blades Of Sorrow</title>
			<description>The tension and hesitationPick your poison wiselyJust this secondYou decide&amp;nbsp;A twisted smile on your faceIn this coal black nightone of us is meant to die&amp;nbsp;Blades of sorrowmade to killmade to destroy...&amp;nbsp;Blame me!I've been the deceiver and the manipulatorthe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/320634/</link>
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			<title>Seven Cuts Seven Scars</title>
			<description>Tragedy of losingOf losing what you never hadTragedy of IronySeven&amp;nbsp;cuts,&amp;nbsp;seven scars&amp;nbsp;From the edge to the graveFrom the grave comes the ashDirt and dust all you've becameIt's as if you've never been...&amp;nbsp;As if you never lovedas if you never criedDead and for..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/320560/</link>
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			<title>This Bittersweet Truth</title>
			<description>Enslaved to the depthsForbidden from this worldSolitudeHatred&amp;nbsp;Penetrating eyesThey are too wise to ignoreThe sorrow of this bittersweet truthwill accompany us till the final battle&amp;nbsp;Mourning at the sight of the sunPolluting a child's pure heartTear to pieces the last..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/319665/</link>
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			<title>Make Me Real</title>
			<description>Midnight sky delightsThe seductive silenceThe call of the darkThrill meAmaze meCaptivate me...&amp;nbsp;Fallen starsLost loves each one of them...I'm just an observerJust an outsiderI never found loveand I never will...&amp;nbsp;People walking past meOh if I could just see into..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/319394/</link>
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			<title>The Mathematics Of My Life</title>
			<description>Oh sweet despairLoneliness my&amp;nbsp;only friendCome and whisper in my earThose&amp;nbsp;lies you know&amp;nbsp;I wanna hear...&amp;nbsp;The motivation of evilThe possibilities of painThe equations of guiltThe mathematics of&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;life&amp;nbsp;Denial, denial, denial...&amp;nbsp;You are jus..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/319015/</link>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>She gave me&amp;nbsp;a nasty lookI smiled and laughedJust can't be bothered to talk...Words never did any good to me or anyone...&amp;nbsp;She just stared at meobserving my odd reactionHer eyes shining with young passion's fireFull of question, full of life...&amp;nbsp;I kept gazing at her..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/318039/</link>
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			<title>Reckless</title>
			<description>Reckless? That's just what you say without even knowing me... Without even knowing the reasons why... &amp;nbsp;Dangerous? Ha, seriously you can't imagine how much I'd risk... Maybe it's because I truly have nothing to lose... Insane? But what it's truly being labeled insane? Hav..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/318018/</link>
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			<title>H</title>
			<description>I free myself from your armsas&amp;nbsp;my tears wet the floor.I&amp;nbsp;run&amp;nbsp;from you as fast I can,before I can realise how much I'll miss you...&amp;nbsp;How incomplete I am without you...&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/313950/</link>
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			<title>A Story Is Born</title>
			<description>Another blank pageJust like an unsung songA pile of scrabled pagesand me in the middle&amp;nbsp;I pick up the pen againfalls on the floor a minute laterUnused...it breaks, ink dripping on the floor&amp;nbsp;I clean it upbut I won't give upA new page and a new penand a&amp;nbsp;story is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/311639/</link>
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			<title>He lays here</title>
			<description>He&amp;nbsp;lays down on the grassAlone...Lost and Forgotten...His eyesight too blur to see the stars&amp;nbsp;He gazes with an empty lookThe sky...But he does not truly see a thingCold...&amp;nbsp;He lays herewhile the children play accross the streetwhile mom makes a cakewhile life g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/311629/</link>
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			<title>Tattooed</title>
			<description>The colours are injectedthe ink spreads dries and scarsas the needles pierce my skinbut I'm too numb to feel the pain&amp;nbsp;Full of riddles you areand this tattoo is all I haveExpressionlesspushing me further into madness&amp;nbsp;Look at meLook what I've done for youAnother sampl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/311373/</link>
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			<title>My Black Hearted Princess</title>
			<description>This is a song for my black hearted princessthis is a story engraved with painin the era when death embraced lovein the era that the darkness took over my soul&amp;nbsp;So long we have been waitingfor that veil&amp;nbsp;to be&amp;nbsp;removed'till&amp;nbsp;so long reached forever'till we were sick o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/310790/</link>
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			<title>The Mask</title>
			<description>Live the lie you like the most.Today, tomorrow, forever.The lie that makes you happy.The lie that makes everyone happy.&amp;nbsp;Hide your face behind the maskIt has been made for you to wear.It is the law, you shall obey,and you should be wearing it everyday!&amp;nbsp;Don&amp;rsquo;t forget..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/309207/</link>
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			<title>See Me Falling</title>
			<description>The new song I wrote.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/309203/</link>
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			<title>Today</title>
			<description>Today, the day I'll never forgetthe day that scars me foreverthe day that my heart is torn apartthe day that left me bleeding&amp;nbsp;The only&amp;nbsp;words I wanna hearwords&amp;nbsp;of silencethe sound of nothing&amp;nbsp;engraved in my soul&amp;nbsp;Cold and EmptyI collapseGoodbyeI hate g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/307437/</link>
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			<title>A Last Taste Of Life</title>
			<description>I know how you want me deadI can feel your hatethe way you look at mewith those crimson eyes&amp;nbsp;I came here&amp;nbsp;for the last time, where we metin this enchanted forestwhere you&amp;nbsp;first whispered to mehow you wished that everything were different&amp;nbsp;Staring at the lakeme..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/306823/</link>
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			<title> Rotten Meat In Our Tomb</title>
			<description>Let's just sit together nowand talk about the future darlingwhen you'll be away and I'll be slayingall the people that you ever loved&amp;nbsp;When you'll wake up from your deep sleepyou'll see everything sick&amp;nbsp;I've done for youand we'll celebrate together in&amp;nbsp;our tomb of eternal r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/302666/</link>
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			<title>The Abyss And Thy Grief</title>
			<description>He who has been thereSeen it&amp;nbsp;with his eyesWhispers in the windbut no one can hear&amp;nbsp;You shall not speak of itYou shall not see itThe one that has&amp;nbsp;never seen the lightThe only who can see it&amp;nbsp;Fear inspired for centuriesThy name unknownHaunted&amp;nbsp;by the guard..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/302172/</link>
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			<title>I'm Still Here</title>
			<description>I just&amp;nbsp;dropped by&amp;nbsp;to say I love youThat the night was never good enough to hide youThat you always shined like the brightest starleading me all&amp;nbsp;the way towards you&amp;nbsp;I assure you I'm perfecty&amp;nbsp;finebut I lied, I miss you more every secondthat passes, that I have to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/301677/</link>
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			<title>The One That Loved You To Death</title>
			<description>Hello my love,Together forever we promisedEternity forgotten, eternity wastedWe can be what we once were&amp;nbsp;I'm still here my love,waiting for your returnthe day we'll be together againthe day of my salvation&amp;nbsp;Don't cry my love,death will never be the one to tear us apart..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/301434/</link>
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			<title>Like All Others Do</title>
			<description>I know that you love mejust like everyone&amp;nbsp;doesI know that I'm specialjust like everyone elseI know how unique I amjust like everyone is...&amp;nbsp;Is it really worth it being me?Being someone the way&amp;nbsp;everyone else isLoving me&amp;nbsp;the way&amp;nbsp;all others doPretending the w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/301009/</link>
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			<title>The Last Sunrise</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; The girl sat on the purple sofa absentminded. She felt so far&amp;nbsp;from home in this&amp;nbsp;new unfamiliar environment, nothing here belonged to her, it was so different, she was sure she would miss her soft bed and silk sheets. But most of all she was worried about her father, Tasha wouldn't s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/300953/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye Cruel World</title>
			<description>Goodbye cruel worldI just can't be any good to myselfthe pain will be overThere is nothing to keep me here anymore&amp;nbsp;Goodbye cruel worldI just couldn't hide the&amp;nbsp;lonelinessI'm sufering, it's killing meThere is no one to stop me now&amp;nbsp;A last song as I step out of the lig..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/300601/</link>
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			<title>Overshadowed By Darkness</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;What's that? And where are we going?&amp;quot; Irma asked worried with her voice breaking. &amp;quot;No time to explain now. Your father told me to take care of you if anything happened...&amp;quot; she hurried to answer and then stopped. 'What's going on here?&amp;quot; the girl asked terrified, &amp;quot..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/300444/</link>
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			<title>Kill What You Once Loved</title>
			<description>Kill me she whisperedwith a voice of a strangeras her insane laughterechoed across the night&amp;nbsp;This wasn't herIt couldn't be...This wasn't the one I lovedNot my girl, just the monster she has become&amp;nbsp;I have to end thisMemories flooded me, happy ones...She was gone fore..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/300434/</link>
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			<title>Fate's Deadly Kiss</title>
			<description>Fallen forever there is no way backI stare into nothing as the&amp;nbsp;ashes of my dreams fly over meOnce again the circle is completeWe are all here waiting for fate's deadly kiss&amp;nbsp;Rivers are made of tears and blood all shed by guilt and paindamned souls walk&amp;nbsp;among usleading u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/299945/</link>
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			<title>Losing Yourself</title>
			<description>It is so hard to leave behindall that you ever wanted out of lifeeverything that has been deniedwhen there is nothing more&amp;nbsp;to keep you&amp;nbsp;alive&amp;nbsp;As easy as it seemsthis&amp;nbsp;wounds will&amp;nbsp;never healwhen you are losing yourselfit hurts with a pain beyond what's real&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/299888/</link>
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			<title>Broken Pieces</title>
			<description>Gone again this time for everthe shadowswill&amp;nbsp;never dissobeythe darkness that covers them&amp;nbsp;In this hellish dream we are trapped inthe sky turned black all light is losthope seems so fake so unreal nowLonliness and pain hidden inside hidden forever&amp;nbsp;Day by day we are f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/299885/</link>
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			<title>To Love That Wasn't Good Enough</title>
			<description>I never&amp;nbsp;thought that&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;would end like thiswith pain and sorrowin a winter's morningdrowned by tears in a last goodbye's shadow&amp;nbsp;Yes you&amp;nbsp;were the one for me my&amp;nbsp;world was your embraceI never thought that you'll be gone and&amp;nbsp;I'll be here&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;alone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/299873/</link>
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			<title>Taken By Supprise</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Dr.Derek Roberson at last...&amp;quot;,&amp;nbsp;someone called behind&amp;nbsp;the curtain of&amp;nbsp;the doctor's&amp;nbsp;laboratory in a&amp;nbsp;deep&amp;nbsp;creepy voice. He turned stunned, the testing tube with&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;acidic liquid he was holding fell on the floor eating it all up. &amp;quot;What do you want?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/299502/</link>
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			<title>The Begging Of The End</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Taashaa, Taashaaa&amp;quot; the creepy voice kept repeating, calling out her name&amp;nbsp;as if waiting for respond. She walked once again in the familiar hallway that haunted her. The cold air reached her face as she heard&amp;nbsp;the calling of the dead.&amp;nbsp;She knew that this was the place that all ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/x-Christina-x/299445/</link>
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			<title>In The Darkness Of Your Thoughts</title>
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