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			<title>Spill Out My Heart</title>
			<description>If you were to spill out my heart what would you find ?I don't even know.Would you find love and joy ?Tragedy and despair ?A girl who thinks the world isn't fair ?A crush on a guy ?Head in the clouds, way past the sky ?Sorrow and shame ?Disgraceful fame ?If you looked at me plain, what woul..</description>
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			<title>fakers;;</title>
			<description>I'm NOT trying to discriminate towards any group at all in this poem. Just a poem [:</description>
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			<title>I miss being a kid...</title>
			<description>I miss being a kid.The only color we knew of then lied within our boxes of Crayola;The only war we spoke of included the tugging of a rope;The only yelling done was caused by being tagged, followed by &amp;quot;You're it!&amp;quot;;The only fights were over cookies, and swords were used as props on ..</description>
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			<title>Childhood days</title>
			<description>Swing set. Sunset.Dreams of being a princess.Green grass.Tree shade.Memories of childhood days.High school girlon the swing- her shadow rises and fallsagainst the sun.Little red wagon in the shed.Tears shed.Tricycle and concrete.Scars still on her knee.She looks down at her..</description>
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			<title>Such a beautiful liar...</title>
			<description>She's the epitome of misery,her teardrops fade to ashes.She's all aloneas though the whole world fell in loveand she's the only one who got her heart broken.Her heart lies unwanted;a sin to be possessed.Cruelty has taught her wellto keep her heart awayfrom innocent bystanders.She..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/322163/</link>
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			<title>Excuse my screaming...</title>
			<description>The words that escaped your dry lips caught me by surprise.Yes. Of course.Though it's your silence that sent the thick, crimson liquid flowing through my veins to tap rapidly at my heart.Where's the yelling?Where's the screaming?Where the hell is the reaction, but of course coming through ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/322160/</link>
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			<title>What they never taught in school... &lt;3</title>
			<description>So, in school they teach us logic.1+1=2. But they never taught us anything about love. No, i don't mean Sex Ed. I mean crushes and broken hearts. My notes never held 1+1=love... 1+2=choice time...1-1=heart break...I've learned proper grammar, but never have I learned what to say ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/322155/</link>
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			<title>He offered her his hand...</title>
			<description>He offered her his hand,and they danced to no tune.Their hearts had a better beatthan any song could ever hold.He offered her his hand,and they danced in the dark.The stars they were underwere brighter than anything.He offered her his handand they danced to no steps.But inste..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311705/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>And he lied to her;he insulted her;he broke her heart;he ripped it out of her chest;let her fall to her knees,blood staining the floor,with no intentions to help her up.And the first thing she didwas apologize that she wasn't worth his time;apologize that she wasn't enough for him,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311703/</link>
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			<description>Ink spills on the paper like bloodleaving unchangeable scars on the fragile heart.Once the words are writtenthey can't be taken back;they can't be erased.Thousands of markscan't change the factthat they were thought.The rippingthe tearingOnly fractures the heart.This love note ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311702/</link>
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			<description>You were never able to seethe tears that traced my cheeks,the tears that left invisible scars.The hours that i have waitedwere simply invisible to you.You could never hear the heartbeats that went so fast,the ones that left me incapable of breathing.You could never feel meholding, oh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311701/</link>
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			<description>The sharpened shards of the broken glass heartshattered to the cold, hard ground,and she watched with intent eyes.Did you truly believe her when she said she was fine?Her heart pounding,faster and faster;the unsteadiness of her breath, disabling her to speak the words she has yet to sa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311700/</link>
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			<title>She's Just A Girl</title>
			<description>Toss her around like a puppet.Just add a few more stings.You'll make it up to her later,but for now she's playing your game.Mark an X across her chest.It's time to play surgery.It's ok if you make a mistake...She'll love you anyways.Go ahead. Make her cry.You love her, right?Hold..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311693/</link>
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			<title>Even Angels Fall (title not yet decided upon)</title>
			<description>This is the beginning of a book I am writing. I don't necessarily have the plot and everything figured out at the moment.

This is about a girl named Ava who turns into a guardian angel when protecting her boyfriend with her life. She is now very fragil</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twilight_005/311231/</link>
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			<title>Even Angels Fall (title not yet decided upon)</title>
			<description>This is about a girl named Ava who turns into a guardian angel when protecting her boyfriend with her life. She is now very fragile and is often in danger because of that. She can not die, but pain hurts her 10 times more than it does a mortal. She is alw</description>
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