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			<title>Flawed</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Broken like this place,Shattered like this silence,Scarred like this face,Burnt like this match,Scrambled like this channel,Hollow like this breath,Deep like this book,Real like this life,Perfect like this leaf,Flawed just like me,You are amazing.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/741239/</link>
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			<title>Daisy chains and dots</title>
			<description>As you watch the seconds pass you by, skipping, singing nursery rhymes and making faces at you,Holding hand like daisy chains, making up this thing that is time,Connecting all the little dots that join the past to the present, the present to the unknown, and the unknown to death,As you sit and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/549268/</link>
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			<title>Dirty Blonde Attitude</title>
			<description>She marches in with her heavy baggage and matching shoes,With a dirty blonde attitude and a short fuse,&amp;nbsp; With a sore index finger, that keeps pushing and poking and prodding,Pointing the blame at everyone but her,&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t know anything about me&amp;rdquo; she hollers&amp;ldquo;Y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/515020/</link>
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			<title>To a friend I&amp;rsquo;ve never seen</title>
			<description>I asked what she&amp;rsquo;s looking forThe self I lost, she saidI asked if she&amp;rsquo;s around,Just a walk away she repliedI asked where she&amp;rsquo;s atShe pointed at the cross roadsI asked her to draw me a mapShe drew a lineShe drew a curved lineShe drew a circle, a perfect circleShe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/513392/</link>
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			<title>The Get Away</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wish that you were here, I wish that I was not,So I send you this postcard, from my blue side.I thought I&amp;rsquo;d win the race, but I was taken for a ride,I&amp;rsquo;d love to stop and chat, but I think I better hide.&amp;nbsp;All the gold I was promised,And all the fruit I wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/512120/</link>
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			<title>Flabbergasted</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I thought I was flying,I was falling,I thought she was hot,She was fire,And her touch was the finest thing that I never knew.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/478056/</link>
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			<title>Twirled</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Lately:I&amp;rsquo;ve stopped killing time, I torture it instead,I pay my bills twice, just in case,I&amp;rsquo;ve been walking on the wrong side of the opposite pavement,I&amp;rsquo;ve been climbing trees all the way up to their rootsI&amp;rsquo;ve been wearing my jeans and t-shirts over my suits..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/475764/</link>
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			<title>Black Coffee, Red Moon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The stars are sleeping, Or they may be hiding, behind the dark moody cloudsThe moon is blood red,Like the whites of your eyesYour tears have dried up, Your hope has packed his bags and ran away to hideSo she is gone, and took your best friend and your home and your ride&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/453814/</link>
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			<title>Limbo</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When I try to do good, I always burn,I guess some lessons, I&amp;rsquo;ll never learn,Is my mind playing tricks on me, or am I too late?When did all the love turn into hate?&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve danced with the devil I&amp;rsquo;ve kissed angels too,I&amp;rsquo;ve drunk from the moonlit stream in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/451591/</link>
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			<title>Magic Mushroom</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s an inhuman world,&amp;ldquo;I DON&amp;rsquo;T WANT TO DIE&amp;rdquo;The planet earth is about to explode.Is this the way we chose&amp;nbsp; to live?Is this the way it&amp;rsquo;s meant to be?Is it the system, or is it we?Well who made the system, but you and me?&amp;nbsp;Is the lord as fa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/449234/</link>
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			<title>Frantic</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Food to eat and a place to live,Someone to hold and wheels on the roadThese are the thoughts that I like to holdAs time speeds up, life gets hard,Should I raise the stakes or should I fold my cards?Should I live in a world of fantasy?And keep on dreaming of what might be,Should..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/444444/</link>
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			<title>Mermaid Dog</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve seen the ugliness in beauty,And I&amp;rsquo;ve seen the beauty in pain.I&amp;rsquo;ve seen someone die in total grace,And I&amp;rsquo;ve lived a thousand angry deaths.I&amp;rsquo;ve seen the change,From love to hate to indifference to pityTo sex to lust to dreams and back to love agai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/443438/</link>
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			<title>The Ex</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You wanted to make loveBut you got fuckedYou wanted to be held tightBut you got smotheredYou wanted to share your lifeShe took it all and shared it with othersYou wanted to turn things aroundShe liked things as they were, so she said don&amp;rsquo;t botherYou said goodbyeShe sa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/442763/</link>
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			<title>The Roundabout Of Politics</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;We build them bridges and sell them arms,Then send your sons to blow their skies,When it&amp;rsquo;s flattened out like the desert sand,We&amp;rsquo;ll send our boys to build their land.&amp;nbsp;Round and round and round you go,You sometimes sink and you sometimes flout,We&amp;rsquo;ll take y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438917/</link>
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			<title>Victims Of Society</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The dog is digging holes, to bury your bones,And all around us there are thick grey walls.The park is small, but the buildings are tall,I see people marching to their graves,In their pinstriped suits, and army boots.We think we&amp;rsquo;re free,But we&amp;rsquo;re in material prisons bo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438907/</link>
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			<title>Wasted chances</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In the cold and damp of your twisted brain,You are exiled, cause you&amp;rsquo;ve gone insane,The little cave inside your head,Echoes all you&amp;rsquo;ve done and said,Bouncing of the padded walls, are ghouls and ghosts, But what scares you most,Are the wasted chances, and the d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438904/</link>
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			<title>Disturbed</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Screaming like the thunder,Crying like the rain,Out of your box,On the rocks,Running from the hound,Like the little fox,Hunted by the hunters,You&amp;rsquo;re haunted by your thoughts,And the little light at the end of the tunnel,Just comes and goes.&amp;nbsp;Sitting, lying, dy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438897/</link>
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			<title>Rain On Me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;With just one phone call she broke my heart,She killed the mother of my chilled.I didn&amp;rsquo;t cry, I didn&amp;rsquo;t plead,As, she took herself away from me.&amp;nbsp;I wish I wasn&amp;rsquo;t I, so I could laugh at me,I wish I wasn&amp;rsquo;t I, so I could cry for me.&amp;nbsp;Her little wor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438891/</link>
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			<title>Another Lost Soul</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m lost; could you try to find me?I feel bad; would you look for the good inside me?I ran away from myself, and I haven&amp;rsquo;t seen me since,They say ignorance is a curse, I say it&amp;rsquo;s bliss.&amp;nbsp;I can see the pain behind your half closed doors,I can hear the screams..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438890/</link>
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			<title>Amsterdam</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Come to this town,Where sex is cheap and love is rareOn every corner there&amp;rsquo;s a hooker and a dealerEvery young mans dreamEvery father&amp;rsquo;s nightmareTattooed ladies and funny boysLots of games and lots of toysBright lights for shady showsDo what you want, cause everyth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438887/</link>
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			<title>A Total Waste Of Time</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Shadows dancing on the ceiling,Girls in my bed, with no feelings,But the momentary pleaser, of forgetting, what&amp;rsquo;s real&amp;nbsp;The ground is turning,The skies are burning,My heart is yearning,For a kind touch or a thrill&amp;nbsp;Work like a dog to make ends meet,They thro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438690/</link>
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			<title>Bridging The Gap</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The holly light a candleThe poet writes a verseThe sleepers dream a dreamAnd the beggars spit and curseTo feed the yearning hunger, that spreads within their lives,To bridge the gap between them, and their gods&amp;nbsp;The surfer rides a waveThe raven rides the windsThe singer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438685/</link>
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			<title>Mirror man</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I wish you a stretch limousine I wish you a beauty queen&amp;nbsp;I wish you a penthouse flatI wish you all I never hadBut most of all, I wish you love,Yah, I wish you love,&amp;nbsp;I wish your numbers would come upI wish your life is long,I wish I believed in something,So I cou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438680/</link>
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			<title>Storm In A Tea Cup</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;What goes on inside your head?When you close your eyes as you lie in bed,Do you see yourself live on stage?Or do you scream and shout in a frantic rage?Or do you dream,That you could get back from the fire into the frying pan,And let him shield you from the heat like he use to?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438676/</link>
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			<title>Strange Change</title>
			<description>Like the boy that turned into a man, And then a woman, before she died.Like the pleaser that turned into obsession,Like the pain that turned into addiction,Like the iceberg that turned into a cloud,And rained on the sand with all his might.Isn&amp;rsquo;t it strange the way things change,I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438671/</link>
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			<title>Big boys cry</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I think I&amp;rsquo;m a big boy now,Cause I&amp;rsquo;ve learnt how to cry,I&amp;rsquo;ve learnt how to live without you,With you, always on my minedI think I&amp;rsquo;m a big boy now,Cause I can hide the way I feel,I can put on my happy faceWhile exploding, from within&amp;nbsp;So if you thi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/438181/</link>
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			<title>Custard pie</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Your dog that bit youThe W***e who refused youYour dad when he left youYour mum when she left himThe little white lies, the little white lies, in your face like custard piesThe bum who offered you his bottle, when you were wearing your best suitThe shoeshine boy who laughed at yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/437520/</link>
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			<title>She Is Dying</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She&amp;rsquo;s looking sick, she&amp;rsquo;s looking frayedShe&amp;rsquo;s looking old, she&amp;rsquo;s looking grayHer sister visits every night,But she&amp;rsquo;s lost the will, to live and to fightI taught them love and harmony, But they kill each other and they are killing me,They&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/437504/</link>
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			<title>Urban Stroll</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I wish it would rain,&amp;rdquo; I thought,As I walked down a strange and yet familiar road,Where real people live in tall buildings,Where they only shout to hide their fears,And they only run to feel the breeze against their skin,I guess it makes them feel alive for a w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/436120/</link>
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			<title>Deja vu</title>
			<description>I like to dedicate this to Tom Waits, one of my favorite artists</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/435428/</link>
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			<title>Devil in a blue dress</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Met a demon in a pale blue dress,Saw the devil with an angels face,She had the greenest of the evil eyes,Just one look, and I was hypnotized.She stole my soul as she told me lies,She called it love, yes she called it love.&amp;nbsp;She said she&amp;rsquo;d be the best friend, that I ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/435422/</link>
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			<title>Take This Flag</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Take away this uniform,Take away this flagTake these bullets; take this gun,I ain&amp;rsquo;t fighting back,Yesterday I killed a manFor the land of the freeBut when I looked in to his eyesHe looked just like me; yes he looked just like me&amp;nbsp;So don&amp;rsquo;t take away that woma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/434331/</link>
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			<title>Anna&amp;#2013266066;s song</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;If I was a dreamer,I&amp;rsquo;d only dream of you.If I was a dancer,I&amp;rsquo;d only dance with you.If I was a rich man,I&amp;rsquo;d build you a throne out of gold,And if I had one wish,I&amp;rsquo;d only want to watch you grow old.If I was a dying man,I&amp;rsquo;d only want your kiss.I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/434321/</link>
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			<title>Dark Love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Funny thing love, first it turns you on, and then it turns on you.It slowly becomes a part of you,Then in a blink of an eye, it tears you apart.It takes you to the loneliest of places,Like the poetry section of a library,Or inside a bottle, in a sleazy bar,It makes you do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/434319/</link>
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			<title>Green Eyed Blue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;My green eyed girl&amp;rsquo;s got the blue girls blues,Feels like she&amp;rsquo;s aged over night,Hopeless and helpless,With no one to hold her tight,And now there are demons dancing round the hot ashes of her dreams.&amp;nbsp;My green eyed girl&amp;rsquo;s got the blue girls blues,She took b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/434307/</link>
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			<title>Little Dreams</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There&amp;rsquo;s a broken bottle on a sandy beach,It floated across the oceans, across the seas,It brought a message to his lover,But when it got to her, she was with another.We all have our little dreams,His were shattered like the glass,Some things, they&amp;rsquo;re not meant to last..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/434304/</link>
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			<title>A Chat With Dad</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I poured my heart out to my father,For the very first time the other day,But only a couple of days before that he&amp;rsquo;d passed away.&amp;nbsp;I could see him sitting there,Listening to all my problems and fears,With a smile on his face, he was nodding,But in his eyes I could see ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/434297/</link>
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			<title>You V Time</title>
			<description>Life is like jazz, you&amp;rsquo;ve got to get it to enjoy itLove is like pain, you&amp;rsquo;ve got to learn to endure itYou are just like me, too proud to say you&amp;rsquo;re wrongBut with time I&amp;rsquo;ve learnt to enjoy the jazz and endure the pain and know when I was wrong.Time is a worthy adversar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amir/432984/</link>
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