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			<title>National War Anthem</title>
			<description>my Fiance is in the Army, and is getting shipped off on jan 10 so... no unpatriotic but ....
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/351152/</link>
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			<title>Shattered</title>
			<description>R.I.P. Andi Kay  Johnson....
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/349672/</link>
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			<title>Where I'm From</title>
			<description>lol this was my first poetry assignment in English I four years ago...
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/349667/</link>
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			<title>my apologies</title>
			<description>I'm sorry I'm not perfectI'm sorry I'm such a pain.And I'm sorry I stand out like a stain.I'm sorry I bring the shameand I proudly Take the BlameI'm sorry you feel like You've been done wrong.It's not your fault I'm not stongI'm sorry you'll never seeYou don't know the merest thruth,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/349663/</link>
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			<title>Crying Lulaby</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fallinglike pieces of a broken heartfalling through the skytears falling from the heavensdownhis eyes like gray cloudsheartless because of mehe hides shunning mehis memories terrorize methe past stays unwaveringhe shows no hope and hates mei run in fear of the l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/349659/</link>
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			<title>Courage</title>
			<description>it was inspired by my best friend.
and then by someone who was equally as courageous</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/349654/</link>
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			<title>Love Underground....</title>
			<description>Love Underground...&amp;nbsp;i look at him, he looks at me...im lost, but only for forever...with the love that set me free...&amp;nbsp;i watch him move, his eyes always on minei feel like this feelings will make my heart cry outbut then i wake&amp;nbsp;i look around... and nothing is just fine...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/347125/</link>
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			<title>limits of my sanity</title>
			<description>there are limits to my sanityso i kindly left it behindthese thoughts pass with no rarityso i'd gladly lose my mindthese limits, they are my chainskeeping my groundedtaking away my voiceeven when the thoughts are soundedthey are taken with no choice.i know my sanity has wallsand ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/346843/</link>
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			<title>There's a Girl</title>
			<description>ok the two guys start off not looking at each other, just talking, at a sub station. and the first one to talk is a young man, and the second one is a middle aged, Jaded type</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/345236/</link>
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			<title>Dear...?</title>
			<description>Ther's a Girl,..
oh isnt there always....?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/345225/</link>
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			<title>a soldiers lament</title>
			<description>its something no one should have to go through 
and i count my blessings that i didnt.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/316494/</link>
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			<title>Diaries of a Tragedy</title>
			<description>a short story and no im not gay... it just struck me in the shower this morning... NOT GAY!! lol</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/314323/</link>
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			<title> In A Sweet Dream</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You probably wish you wereAnywhere but here...Remember this now 'cos it soon will disappearYou'll find yourself wishingYou're anyone but you.I'm starting to wish I wereAnyone but me.And I will be broken by this...As soon as you wake you willFind me on my way.And soon ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/313935/</link>
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			<title>Breathe Fire</title>
			<description>Breathe fireI am just a needle in your arm.I am just the skin around a scarI am like a pill to help you healI was only trying to make you feelSomething&amp;nbsp;I willbreathe fireAnd never stop to think about myselfIll just keep holding onTo everything for everybody else&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/313934/</link>
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			<title>the night will go as follows</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The night will go as follows&amp;nbsp;In a romantic fashionI will experiment withmy fear right before your eyesAnd every smile that&amp;rsquo;s unveiledwill be soaked in my nervous charmAnd then ill say is everything alrightthere&amp;rsquo;s been a few things I&amp;rsquo;ve b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/313928/</link>
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			<title>the last star maker</title>
			<description>fiction prologue and ch.1</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/312808/</link>
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			<title>different Days</title>
			<description>more like lyrics</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/312619/</link>
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			<title>BloodWork</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Whose the artist now?Her work written in bloodthis is your artist, now?her face covered in mud.This&amp;nbsp; is your artist?have you gone blind?This pathetic personare you out of your mind?This work, I think not,what waste, what filth, what ROT!This trash is not the be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VeeLove/312616/</link>
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