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		<description>The original writings of author Danielle Teresa</description>
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			<title>hypocrite</title>
			<description>f**k this s**t... all i do is sit around tryin&amp;rsquo; to figure out some profound... meaning to this life... wish i had a knife to ease the problems in my brains... the problem is really my pains... growing up hiding from those who slaughter my views... those who spend Sunday morni..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/682661/</link>
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			<title>Zig Zags and Fruit Loops</title>
			<description>roller coaster relationship</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/682658/</link>
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			<title>Til the End of Time</title>
			<description>Lay beside me when i sleep...put your arms around me as i rest my head beside yours...the love between us will creepinto our souls...lay beside me when i sleep press your face against mine...hold me in your armsfrom now until the end of time...i close my eyes, i take a breath...your scent creeps aro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/682654/</link>
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			<title>The Wall</title>
			<description>building a wall to deal with the pain of a breakup.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/682219/</link>
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			<title>My Rose</title>
			<description>Loves blindness to pain</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/682215/</link>
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			<title>A Moment in Time</title>
			<description>Love is blind...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/675280/</link>
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			<title>Stolen</title>
			<description>About a girl who left, then came back, then left again...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/675278/</link>
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			<title>Overcome with Fears</title>
			<description>Sifting through some old writings on my computer I came across this poem, I wrote it for my ex, you can see that my fears overcame my love for her, over 2 years later it continues...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/675273/</link>
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			<title>Curtains Closed</title>
			<description>the end of a relationship</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/364734/</link>
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			<title>just a kiss?</title>
			<description>a kiss is never just a kisstakes you places you've never been&amp;nbsp;locks in passionwarmthloveshows something newabout youspontaneity? perhaps...a kiss can enda kiss can startsimultaneouslya sign of respecta final goodbye...a beginning of somethingbeyond your imagination....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/360518/</link>
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			<title>Your love is lucid&amp;#2013266053;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Your love is lucid&amp;hellip;Unable to adapt.One wayLike a 5 year old childNeeding a mother&amp;rsquo;s hand for guidanceYou need it for everything.&amp;nbsp;My love is bottomless&amp;hellip;It adapts.OpenStrong, LoyalLike a lionAbused&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;Everything I&amp;rsquo;ve meant to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/261138/</link>
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			<title>Hospital-ized</title>
			<description>beep beep...beep beep...beep beep...beeeep..............life attached to sound,death marked with silence in this disease infested prisoni await my timedoing his timeboth doing timemine sentenced without crimevoluntarilyso similar our insanityon opposite sides of the lawoccu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/259891/</link>
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			<title>In Mourning</title>
			<description>dealing with lose</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/245173/</link>
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			<title>Take a Bow</title>
			<description>a break up</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/245166/</link>
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			<title>Street Coffin</title>
			<description>light it upturn it onengine blaringblast that songhit the gasglide those turnsone wrong moveyou'll be gone&amp;nbsp;this game we play from a to ba simple task as you may seethose who have past may disagreefor their mistakes they paid the fee&amp;nbsp;with their lives the highest ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/231568/</link>
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			<title>Bright eyes</title>
			<description>dedicated to my friend's new born precious baby girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/231566/</link>
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			<title>Ring a ling ding ding...</title>
			<description>Ring a ling ding ding...heart beat...beatflip up the cellstomach turn aroundheart sinksit's not whoyouwhy?leave me...here to ponderwhat you dododo i ask&amp;nbsp;too much?just to stay in touch?boo--hooto meonly you'll seewhat can happento usour lovelove me?love ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/231561/</link>
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			<title>a ghost...</title>
			<description>look at me from across the room...like we've never met before...eyes peeled on mine as i glide from the old wooden bar stool...placing my beer on the ledge...moisture dripping down the edgeof the bottle, to your knees...you look away...in a way...to tease...I brush the hair away fr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/224943/</link>
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			<title>Make believe dreams, do come true</title>
			<description>pure, unadulterated bliss...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/224888/</link>
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			<title>We Live Strong...</title>
			<description>The Journey of Life from Birth</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/224708/</link>
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			<title>How do I find my Voice Again?</title>
			<description>when you change...are your words lost in the past?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dpodluck/221695/</link>
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