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			<title>Ode To Myself</title>
			<description>I know I've been annoying&amp;nbsp;But inside my head, I'm silentLike the river streamIn my dead winter dreamsI don't know how life has beenDeep within has been depressingDestroying my inner soul like burning coals&amp;nbsp;In a fire pit that never dies outFeel my heart beatingMy spirit weeping, bleedingWit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1458462/</link>
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			<title>The Sadness Within</title>
			<description>Hours and hours passes by Waiting for you to replyOh how every waiting minutes saddens meSuch disturbance to my serenity&amp;nbsp;How can you communicate well with other guys?And not the guy who loves you more than his life?Whose heart belongs to you,But what about yours?To whom does it really belong to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1214899/</link>
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			<title>A Chance, Once More</title>
			<description>Drowned in my own sorrow Hoping there will be a tomorrowA chance to seeA chance to be withA chance I barely gotIt felt like I've been shotI know you'd come againI know you'd come knockin'Rappin', tappin' on my doorAnd I'll be there to answerOnly you and nothing moreOnce mor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1185214/</link>
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			<title>For At Least A Few Minutes</title>
			<description>I laid down heartbrokenPondering of youNot a word nor a&amp;nbsp;whisper, none spokenWhat to do? What to do?&amp;nbsp;I wish you were here with meI want to feel your touchI want to see your smileI miss you so much&amp;nbsp;For at least a few minutesI&amp;nbsp;could've spend my time with youAnd all those sweet messa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1176754/</link>
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			<title>Come Here, Little Brother</title>
			<description>Child abuse can lead to child's death!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1169300/</link>
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			<title>In The Dark</title>
			<description>Don't be scared, you're in the darkWithout the brightness of the moon,Nor the shimmering starsNo one can see you,But the&amp;nbsp;spirits of the nightNo one will hear you,You're out of sight&amp;nbsp;Just close your eyesAnd don't you dare peek While the spirits of Dea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1168702/</link>
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			<title>Before You Came Into My Life</title>
			<description>My world was just a big ball of emptinessFilled with sins and unhappinessIts core was&amp;nbsp;surrounded with dark and&amp;nbsp;thundering cloudsStriking its lightnings, bringing me downBut that was before you came into my lifeAnd now,&amp;nbsp;I'm the happiest man aliveMy world finally&amp;nbsp;showed its true co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1164299/</link>
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			<title>Men In Camouflage</title>
			<description>Defenders of GodWhose blood led us to freedomDestroyers of evil</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1144933/</link>
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			<title>Childhood Imaginations</title>
			<description>Remember when we were little?The crazy thoughts we think ofWe would sit in a circleAnd share them allLaughter would fill the fieldIt would go on and on and onAlmost all day long&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Such great imaginationsPriceless fantasiesWe'd all achieve with great expectationsThat would las..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1144371/</link>
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			<title>Wishing Well</title>
			<description>I stood by youAnd looked downI saw nothing, not even the groundI heard nothing, not a soundI took out a quarterAnd closed my eyesI tossed it in your waterBeneath, it liesI wished in my mindAnd you shinedBeside me, she's in sightI thanked you with all my kind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1141092/</link>
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			<title>Kaitlin</title>
			<description>I know it has passedThe relationship we once hadBut something tells meThat I should bring back that pastSuch beauty the seraphs brought to meSuch beauty I cannot let goBeauty that many man wants to be withTo me you were bestowedI'm sorry if I've ignored youShyness came upon meI'm sorry that I'm sile..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1140516/</link>
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			<title>Wizards</title>
			<description>They, as you may sayare faux,But they live amongus and you may not knowThey could be here orthereThey could besomewhere they prefer&amp;nbsp;Wonderful creatures,aren&amp;rsquo;t they?With wands and spellsSo powerful,indestructible,Undeniable andunstoppable&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1133054/</link>
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			<title>Death Clock</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Tick-tock,tick-tock, tick-tock&amp;rdquo;Says the clockTiming my life, howlong will I live?And when will I die?&amp;nbsp;It stood silently, asits time flew endlesslyTing, ting, ting,ting, tingThe tintinnabulationof the bellsThe bells by the door,it dwel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1131810/</link>
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			<title>Killer</title>
			<description>what dies may come back.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1130397/</link>
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			<title>Jeffrey Dahmer</title>
			<description>Biographical poem about the infamous serial killer, Jeffrey Dahmer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1130278/</link>
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			<title>Eleanor Swan</title>
			<description>A killer recalling to the death of his love one whom he murdered.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1129738/</link>
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			<title>BTK Killer</title>
			<description>The infamous serial killer Dennis Rader. Also known as the BTK Killer. Bind, torture, kill.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnRick1/1129727/</link>
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