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		<description>The original writings of author Living Proof.</description>
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			<title>A Poem to Heal the Soul</title>
			<description>I visited a beautiful place today&amp;nbsp;Suddenly I felt like an alienBecause of the repulsiveness I felt for myselfHow silly I was to compare myself to a placeFor no being will compare to a placeBut no place can compare to me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/1633311/</link>
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			<title>The Battle Within My Mind</title>
			<description>A hole in my heart,A pain in my chest.How did I end up this way?I've been trying my best.I don't want to be in pain,I don't want to be sad.But it's not working out for me,so much for the plans I had...All I want is love,All I want are friends.But I'm starting to realizeThat its all in my head.It sta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/1018110/</link>
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			<title>Jesus Take the Wheel</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Depression. &amp;nbsp;What do you think of when you hear that word? &amp;nbsp;Do you shutter? &amp;nbsp;Do you think it&amp;rsquo;s repulsive? &amp;nbsp;Do you think it&amp;rsquo;s a choice? &amp;nbsp;A way of life? &amp;nbsp;There are many official definitions of the word depression. &amp;nbsp;Dictionary.co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/708149/</link>
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			<title>This song.</title>
			<description>This song;It's like a form of therapy for my soul.All the pain and the troubles;They seem to wash away as my pen glides over my white paper.When I have no one to turn to,This paper keeps my darkest secrets.&amp;nbsp;I love you,I hate you,I am so confused.I feel so lost, so alone,Ab..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/619426/</link>
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			<title>Little dreams.</title>
			<description>She was just a little girl;Stuck inside this crazy world.All she wanted was a place to call home.&amp;nbsp;Her momma used to always say,&quot;Believe in yourself. Don't run away. Eventually you will be okay.&quot;&amp;nbsp;And this little girl...She always had a dream, but couldn't find the strength t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/619418/</link>
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			<title>Words.</title>
			<description>&quot;Actions speak louder than words.&quot;It's what everyone tells us.&quot;Words may never hurt me.&quot;It's what we like to say.Deep down we know the truth.The words cut inside.Harm done by the words of others...It's a harm that can never be undone.Minds go in and out of lucidity,Hearts wait to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/584328/</link>
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			<title>Six feet Under</title>
			<description>SometimesAll you wanna do is cryWhen your life is falling six feet under the groundSometimesYou want someone to just left you upWhen your life is falling six feet under the groundNo one understandsNo one knowsWhat the pain feels like when you're all aloneNo one caresAbout you and your stupid trouble..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/542454/</link>
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			<title>Missing Piece</title>
			<description>You don't see the emptiness inside of me,Like a whole in the middle of a volcano:Ready to explode when something triggers me.&amp;nbsp;You don't see me cry in my room,Like a hot mess of a teenage girl:Ready to cry over stupid occurences.&amp;nbsp;You don't see the way I look at you,Like a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/513718/</link>
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			<title>Hi, I miss you.</title>
			<description>Dear World, I miss you.I miss the way things used to be.The way the sun shined perfectly.Guiding us on the right path.Where did everything go wrong?I miss those carefree summers at the beach,The hot breeze blowing in the air,&amp;nbsp;Making our hair sway and tangle in all directions.I miss when I was a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/513307/</link>
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			<title>Up.</title>
			<description>Way overdue. I was supposed to post this at midnight. It is now 1:49. Enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/499320/</link>
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			<title>From Good to Bad</title>
			<description>Just the other day,It was bright and right.I was running aroundWithout a care in the world.Why do all good things always have to end,So soon?Nothing can ever be in such a perfect state.Good times, turn to bad.The sun always sets at the wrong time.But maybe the wrong time is what is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/442646/</link>
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			<title>Deep within.</title>
			<description>Sorry it's short...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/411689/</link>
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			<title>Not poem, but read it please.</title>
			<description>Just venting.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/411280/</link>
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			<title>Untitled.</title>
			<description>It is a step up,From being a no one,To becoming a someone.All of your hopes reaffirmed.&amp;nbsp;It is a step up,From loving,To being loved.All of your hopes reaffirmed.&amp;nbsp;It is a step up,From having no one to turn to,To having someone who will always be there for you.All of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/411244/</link>
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			<title>Safe and Sound.</title>
			<description>Neglected, alone, nowhere to go.Poor little girl is all on her own.Pick her up before she starts to drownIn her sorrows closed off inside her,Keep her safe and sound.&amp;nbsp;Her past is in the past,It's all said and done.But to the future ahead,Changes can be brought.&amp;nbsp;This i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/410972/</link>
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			<title>Believe.</title>
			<description>Basically just something I wrote while sitting here, and thought I would post it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/410898/</link>
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			<title>Far from perfect.</title>
			<description>Silver moons,Gold skies.You can see through everyone's lies,In a perfect world.&amp;nbsp;No war,All peace.Discrimination would suddenly decrease.In a perfect world.&amp;nbsp;I wish I may,I wish I might,You could wish on a shooting star, late at night.In a perfect world.&amp;nbsp;Bu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/410891/</link>
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			<title>Save me from myself.</title>
			<description>Sitting here,Alone.Staring blankly out the window,Doubting myself.&amp;nbsp;Not knowing what to do,Where to go,Who to call.My heart is on the shelf.&amp;nbsp;There's only one thing you can do,To help,Save me from myself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/410885/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>Completely spontaneous, another one not finished...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/410568/</link>
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			<title>Thirteen.</title>
			<description>I posted this on my other username, also.  But, like I said, it isn't finished.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livingprooof/409728/</link>
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