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		<description>The original writings of author Melly Jones</description>
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			<title>Bittersweet Sleep</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s the endof another day.&amp;nbsp; She drags her tired andweary body into her room and shuts the door behind her.&amp;nbsp; She is done.&amp;nbsp;She walks over to the foot of her bed, pushing aside clothes on thefloor as she goes; some dirty, some clean.&amp;nbsp;She lets her bags drop to the fl..</description>
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			<title>The Dilemma of Death</title>
			<description>Knocking at death's ghostly doorYou beckon to the deathly hoardYou wonder what it was all forBut think that it was just a boreThe real adventure lies aheadAfter the world is gone and deadYou lay in your immortal bedAnd forget everything that was ever saidThere is no time but only spaceIt matters not..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/froggybeme2000/571229/</link>
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			<title>Twisted Souls</title>
			<description>You are the grave on whichI danceYour soul I steal withjust a glanceThe trance I&amp;rsquo;m in when Iam youMakes me remember why weare throughI do these things to makeme realAnd show the world that Ican feelThe meal I make out ofyour fleshRenews my soul..</description>
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			<title>Blood</title>
			<description>In the darkness waits a man in black.&amp;nbsp; He is waiting for the perfect victim, someonethat is here and unknowing of their fate.&amp;nbsp;They do not know that soon they will be lying in a pool of their ownblood.&amp;nbsp; They don&amp;rsquo;t know that soon theywill have no more thoughts at a..</description>
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			<title>The End</title>
			<description>This is an entry from a collection of short stories that I am compiling.</description>
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			<title>Life in General</title>
			<description>This is just my feelings on how life can kind of get</description>
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