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			<title>Undesired</title>
			<description>Time passes us by, day after day.Slowly watching the pain tick away.Needles of my undesired dreams shoot me up in the night.Beautiful suffering, take me away.&amp;nbsp;Losing it all once more, rushing in, drowning my thoughts, I'm not a w***e!Rumors cover up the sin.Scars on his wrists, op..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kelseyWRAY/320415/</link>
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			<title>Losing Your Touch</title>
			<description>Drink the poison from my veins, and throw your heartakes in my flame.Sweet sorrows are calling your name, you've played me once, your love was a game.&amp;nbsp;DENYING!&amp;nbsp;You're crying tonight, holding on to nothing. Nowhere to hide, you're longing for the only something that breaks and tea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kelseyWRAY/320410/</link>
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			<title>My Last Request</title>
			<description>Feeling empty even though you're there. What's wrong with me? I know you care. It's a waste of time, I know. But soon this pain inside will grow. I won't give up anymore, no more left for me to know. I'm not losing it today, I still have guilt to pay. I'm sorry I never said that I'm lost, so far awa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kelseyWRAY/319585/</link>
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			<title>You are the Holy</title>
			<description>Tired of infecting everyone's thoughtsmessed up dreams terroize their livesmy heart stops beating, paralizedall the lies I bought&amp;nbsp;Body to body the virus spreadsspreading inside of you and mekeeping memories on a peice of threaddamn the holy.&amp;nbsp;The Bible shoved futher down..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kelseyWRAY/319568/</link>
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			<title>I've Been Fed</title>
			<description>I wrote this because I felt like I was a waste to the world. I meant absolutely nothing to anyone, or anything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kelseyWRAY/319561/</link>
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