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			<title>my once nieve sould and the cold october nights </title>
			<description>first time i will have sat and expressed in a long time :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/1072245/</link>
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			<title>back with a vengence</title>
			<description>im back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/572620/</link>
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			<title>rain</title>
			<description>my dad has diabetes type 2 so i needed a way to vent so im back again</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/497574/</link>
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			<title>problematic</title>
			<description>ive had enough!!! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/491637/</link>
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			<title>do not read this poem . i mean it</title>
			<description>i warned you not to read this but you didright now im in your houseand when i find youi will end youthats not a threat but a promisecome look for me .....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/471966/</link>
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			<title>eyes wide shut </title>
			<description>halloween fun general crazy night so might as well wright about it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/471946/</link>
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			<title>a narcacists dream</title>
			<description>me all over lols</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/462259/</link>
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			<title>hurricaine</title>
			<description>break ups eh urgh</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/460878/</link>
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			<title>cursed</title>
			<description>we arer cursedin this ipod generationto breed or blledsink or swimdead may falls and tears may dropjust hope pray that it stops the clockflock to a sacred land but run from the sinnersdead to bewalking a shadow in broad daylightlike the first kill of a new springthe gutters now f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/453057/</link>
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			<title>distant</title>
			<description>feelings on drugs and life enjoy but excuse grammar</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/452660/</link>
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			<title>twisted</title>
			<description>a twisteed nerve snaps and i fear im going insanemy head aches and acheslike a moth to a flame i follow a life in its perverse little way of saying f**k the worldtheres days when i dont want to wake upfor fear that it would be better in my nightmarestwisted they call mebut tortured i am..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/451852/</link>
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			<title>its complicated</title>
			<description>i long for you to be here closeto whisper in my earto tell me tales of distant landsbut im the boy who cannot hearits complicated to sayat the verry best of timesbut the flocks of scum cum wade after wadeand make words like fists that cause crimesin a complicated waythe scarrred st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/450419/</link>
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			<title>faking love is easy</title>
			<description>faking love is easybut feelings feel real for now atleastlike a million scorched marks on mmy skin left on my skin from the night beforei lie here waiting for my sleephappy that my soul can restjust to wake to that which i know is already in my heartif love was a diomandit would be res..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/450416/</link>
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			<title>sat in the corner</title>
			<description>sat in the corner like a spider hideing in waitgoint to slaughter extensive masses thousands dying in vainthe taste of blood whilst warm rolls cold off my toungecos i will catch kill , maim and eat i think im going insaneinside my headall of these thaughts i make make sensebut in the lan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/447360/</link>
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			<title>the voices</title>
			<description>donnie darkoo mwah</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/444996/</link>
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			<title>crows</title>
			<description>at the deathbed of a close close freind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/444987/</link>
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			<title>monsters in the closet</title>
			<description>guilt purely </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/443285/</link>
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			<title>animal rights </title>
			<description>the sick sound of screaming in 50 different animalswe walk cage to cage and door to doorthey slam there bars and try to tell us there hurtingbut the b******s who &amp;quot; care for them &amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;wont listeni look into the eyes of these poor animalsand i look in the eyes of the sick suposed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/443281/</link>
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			<title>crucified </title>
			<description>meh</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/443280/</link>
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			<title>heartache suicide syndrome</title>
			<description>break ups :( b the way i dont do meth just put it cos it fitted and its an evil drug</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/443248/</link>
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			<title>alone</title>
			<description>a new song i wrote like the lyrics so put them on here but needs the guitar really</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/442048/</link>
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			<title>deathly silence</title>
			<description>deathly silence falls once again , like a shroud of toxic gas infesting the respiratory systems of millionsbringing down the comunitys of every city one by onein this one simple minuitethe silence becomes renowned for the tears of the peoplesomewhere in the sky the bodys of the lost sit and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/440031/</link>
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			<title>insomnia </title>
			<description>enjoy by the way its way short </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/440009/</link>
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			<title>dead by noon</title>
			<description>jonny cash - hurt truly amazing song listened for the 1 milionth time and write this</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/438273/</link>
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			<title>identity of a nobody</title>
			<description>in france writing because i am inspired by the beauty of the scenery </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/438268/</link>
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			<title>from dusk til dawn</title>
			<description>from dusk til dawn we lay as oneentombed in satin and silk sheetsand burried in sweat and heatfrom dusk til dawn we lay awakewaiting for the other person to saythe optimal words of deceit&amp;quot;i love you&amp;quot;from dusk till dawnwe try to sleepto get the thaughts of the things weve ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/437014/</link>
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			<title>dead to you</title>
			<description>truthfully on my latest break up</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/436715/</link>
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			<title>sorrows of the grave</title>
			<description>went for a walk through the graveyard a min ago so go a little fantasy with it </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/436696/</link>
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			<title>ashes</title>
			<description>torn to pieces i watch it burt to ashesconfound with emotions as the flames grow high it slashesinside of my head im screaming to be inside just to seethe fire , the embers the hate you braught meit burns me and singes , turns my soul further blackeven blacker than it once was now theres n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/436639/</link>
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			<title>laying in the gutter</title>
			<description>wrote this a few days ago when i became homeless for a while back home now though</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/436109/</link>
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			<title>story of a broken soul</title>
			<description>rhyming for once </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/434334/</link>
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			<title>solitary confinement</title>
			<description>a bad day for me so thaught id write how i feel
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/434073/</link>
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			<title>shaddows falling into place</title>
			<description>i wrote this on a summers evening smoking my last 2 ciggarettes to pass time and sharing mythaughts with those who i have lost into the sky</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/434068/</link>
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			<title>corpses sorrow</title>
			<description>my personal fav so far</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/433912/</link>
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			<title>learning to fly</title>
			<description>meh wrote this when rather drunk so excuse the grammar its still meaningfull to me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/433114/</link>
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			<title>starfire livewire</title>
			<description>slightly less dark </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/432812/</link>
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			<title>in times of darkness</title>
			<description>verry much my work youl see when you read on</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joelandrews/432809/</link>
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