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			<title>change</title>
			<description>something's gotta change</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/272863/</link>
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			<title>come back home</title>
			<description>saturday night left undone front door's locked crack the kitchen window and watch her clock falls past 3 am this love's traveled round run-down tracks sprinkled with graffitti  of who we thought  we'd always live to be &amp;nbsp;sunrise morning's comingdon't you like the way the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/268266/</link>
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			<title>I'm Not There Yet</title>
			<description>saturday nightshouldn't be like thisholding you closewhile you scream'cos the world owes you everythingfading fasttrying to hold youeven though there's not a part of you&amp;nbsp; that's leftthat i can recognizedon't want to believe,hold the world inside and breath deep, in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/245519/</link>
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			<title>All Your Little Pieces</title>
			<description>I feel like I'm naked in front of a crowd. The spotlight's bright and the audience becomes a sea of white until I can catch a reflection of myself right inside the center of your eyes. Every word I choose is a monstrous internal struggle, desperate to find all the right words to say because I need t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/245503/</link>
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			<title>September</title>
			<description>i'm not good at anything that i thought would go alright you're almost perfect even through all the wrongs you've done and there's nothing i can do but silently surrender close the door let your clothes fall down you know i'm so hopeless lying in everything last summer's hear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/245492/</link>
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			<title>Highway Suicides</title>
			<description>don't turn on the lightand watch the world  come alive tomake you feel,oh something more than you think you are&amp;nbsp;wait until the darknesshead off onto the highwayblinding headlights pass you byyou're stuck on autopilot'cos you've got everywhere to gobut no one to hold as night..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/241976/</link>
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			<title>Cold Spring</title>
			<description>For the friend who leaves too soon.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drivebyromance/241975/</link>
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			<title>Sympathy Song</title>
			<description>streetlights shining brightat 2 amand i'm just trying to finda way back to what i've lost again&amp;nbsp;can't count the starswhile you sing your sympathy songto sunday morning's lonely worldsoftly humming to buckley's 'hallelujah'we just can't make sense of it all&amp;nbsp;we're stand..</description>
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