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			<title>(They) Took You Away</title>
			<description>This is for my Granddaddy! I MISS YOU POPS</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bloodyangel/409444/</link>
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			<title>Dark Demon</title>
			<description>Dark DemonYou&amp;rsquo;ll never know when the gun was shotYou&amp;rsquo;ll be looking behind you Wondering where everyone wentYou&amp;rsquo;ll see the blood painted on the walls And the screams of the last victim&amp;rsquo;s falls. You&amp;rsquo;ll cry yourself to sleep every nightEverything seemed to be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bloodyangel/381035/</link>
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			<title>The Girl with the Heart of a Lion</title>
			<description>My pain was no more then&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;thorn in mysideI left it behind meAs I started over newThe ice bit me now and thenBut I got over itPain was just an escapeable part of lifeAnd when I thought my life was a Big black hole Threatening to swallow meI stood my ground and held on tig..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bloodyangel/377133/</link>
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			<title>Skye is my name</title>
			<description>What should I doWhen I see my preySkye is my nameI thirst for bloodThe night is black and coldMy food is scarceJust a few unworthy victimsTheir blood is not sweet and cleanI see one victimHe stumbles his way across the roadOh! What a drunk manHe is such a foolIn one swoop he ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bloodyangel/376616/</link>
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			<title>Broken and Destroyed</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Was I so helpless that my life gave up in the end?Was I so&amp;nbsp;weak and pathetic?That my life had no other reason to live?My life was like a moonless nightThe stars were there But they no longer talked to meThe moon sailed away into the night Leaving behind the dar..</description>
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