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			<title>The Crow</title>
			<description>sorry if you don't get it...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carnifex/404136/</link>
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			<title>Half Empty</title>
			<description>8th grade creative writing project</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carnifex/396468/</link>
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			<title>A Game</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Three years have passedThough it feels like three daysThat you tortured my bodyAnd mind.The memory is vividLike a burning red flamePiercing the dark with its heat.Your steel bony fingersDepriving me of airAnd shriveling my lungsTo the point where they crumpledAs I lay mot..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carnifex/374222/</link>
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			<title>Self Mutilation</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You think I don&amp;rsquo;t see youBut I sure as hell doAs you sit hunched overLoathing yourself.I know deep downThere&amp;rsquo;s a knife in your stomachBegging and pleadingTo be released.Your books can&amp;rsquo;t hide youNeither can your smileBecause I see the demonScreaming and t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carnifex/374056/</link>
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			<title>Secrets</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Humor and laughter.The only two friendsThat can shieldthe frownInside.Unwilling UnderstandingAnd above all theLaughingThat hide the pain of othersCan be cruel andDark.It strengthens the lockOn the door of my mindRefusing to weakenKeeping my secretsMuffled andSuf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carnifex/373286/</link>
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			<title>Numb</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Each drop of blood  That hit the cold sinkWas a sick reminder that I was alive.The scars that remainPink and unhealedDrape around my skin like vines.Beauty?Yes.In some twisted way,Though not the main intention.What kind of beauty Is forced to be hiddenBy guilt, fear, an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/carnifex/373198/</link>
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			<title>Dying Rose</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;At night the wind is fierce and shrillAnd creaks the room witch rage. The dusty floor, once polished newIs cracked and bent with age.The violet curtains old and tornAnd patched from countless tears,Sheath the windows, old and wornWhich block the cool night air. But somewhere th..</description>
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