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			<title>Untitled: Part 1: Rememberance and Renewal</title>
			<description>I could feel the nervous butterflies welling up inside my stomach. They fluttered and their wings of tension pounded so violently; I was certain I&amp;rsquo;d be sick any minute. Simultaneously, the sea of faces swam in my vision so that the familiar figures of students, peers, and friends all blended i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/679462/</link>
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			<title>The Orchestra</title>
			<description>Silence envelops the air,Loneliness plaguing the lone perpetrator,In a silent rhythm of the orchestra&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;Blackness,Nothing but the serene void open beyond your soul,An invisible path to walk upon,Laying open before you an expanse of sinister soil,Parched and decaying,Obsc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/632346/</link>
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			<title>The Tranquil scent of Rose</title>
			<description>The Tranquil Scent of Rose&amp;nbsp;Hunting for sweet happiness, I weave among the thorns,Brackets of angry, brutal roses,They scar my skin&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m torn.The pastel petals elude me, Shining timid with the dew,Soft surfaces to touch and soothe&amp;#2013266048;&quot;Beneath the surface, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/497039/</link>
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			<title>Maybe...</title>
			<description>I'm fragile,Like ceramics with too many cracks and not enough bubble wrap,Waiting to shatter on the harsh tile floor,To be swept away and forgotten,Neglected and abused,Useless and impared...Fearing the pressure that rests upon my trembling body-A hand hovering above my mangled form-..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/410329/</link>
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			<title>I Refuse To Be Your Victim</title>
			<description>I WILL STAND UP&amp;lsquo;Cause I will not be the victim anymore,I WILL NOT BREAK,All this pain inside has numbed me to the core,DON&amp;rsquo;T WALK AWAY, I know you hear me, And I will not let it go,&amp;lsquo;Cause its time the world saw, Your pathetic power show...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m bruised and batte..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/396219/</link>
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			<title>Free Of The Fiction</title>
			<description>This is my pain,These are my tears,And with them is my broken heart,You cant mend it,Nothing can,I am alone and always will be...&amp;nbsp;In the dark I cry my tears,The bleeding of my heart cries out,No one can see this,No one cares,I hold myself...Since no one is there to embra..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/396213/</link>
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			<title>Cut My Heart Out (I Hope You Choke)</title>
			<description>CUT MY HEART OUT (I HOPE YOU CHOKE)My eyes sting and emotions,Turn my feelings inside out,You tell me that she's nothing,Do you blame me for the doubt?My mind is torn,(I'm empty)And my soul is ripped apart,You assure me that you love me,As the blood drains out my heart.It flows so gently from my v..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/390209/</link>
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			<title>The Darkness And The Mirror</title>
			<description>Don't whisper that you're sorry,Your words huant like a ghost,They stranggle me so sweetly...My heart, it bleeds the most.So hold me in your arms of clay,Which rains will wash away;A&amp;nbsp;shower melts your touch from me,Clay hearts are just the same.I dare you- lie and torment me,I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/390195/</link>
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			<title>Untouchable, Impossible, Improbable.</title>
			<description>Your eyes:They shatter my reality,Build stories of fairytales and happy endings.They erase the pain,And fear,And hatred that I hate to fall back to...But underneath the surface,I can see the truth.And it frightens me,Breaks me,Makes me want to hide,Or curl up in a ball and wake when the nightmare ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/379913/</link>
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			<title>Shoot Me (I am a Conformist)</title>
			<description>A poem about the twisted battle of populatiry and what it transforms teenagers into.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourVictim/379909/</link>
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