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			<title>Exit Here</title>
			<description>The words flow through my muddy brainLike a toxic river.Burning obstacles with a fierce acidThat cuts through the contoursOf the bumpy roads that tangle throughMy nose and eyes.The sights stream through my crystal bulbs,Etching images of horror and pleasureInto the spheres that hold my sight.My eyes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/958160/</link>
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			<title>Happiness</title>
			<description>Haven't posted in forever and I realized how depressing my other stuff is and so today I have had an epiphany and I have decided to write for it.  Because today I am truly happy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/813630/</link>
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			<title>Everyday</title>
			<description>Sitting alone,With a book in my hands,Wondering how,My life took such a turn.&amp;nbsp;I used to be funnyI used to be cool,I used to have friends,I used to rule the school.&amp;nbsp;Now all I have,Is silence,And books,Now all I have,Are scared looks&amp;nbsp;Everyday,When I wal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/637366/</link>
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			<title>Self-Concieted Mud</title>
			<description>personally, i've never faced a high level of bullying myself, but i know people who have.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/631641/</link>
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			<title>No One Wants To Hear Your Problems</title>
			<description>sometimeswe need to screamto cryto overflow with emotion.peoplethink they can handle your problemsbut when it comes to itno one wants to hearno one want your misery and pain to be mingled with theirsno one wants the burden of your sadness to carryno matter how much they care,they don't want itthey d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/604507/</link>
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			<title>Happiness</title>
			<description>happinessfloods over mewhen i see your face,always smiling,never sad,always making me feel glad.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/604490/</link>
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			<title>Your Smile</title>
			<description>graced by your smilemy fear fades away.&amp;nbsp;loving you from afar,the feeling grows stronger everyday.&amp;nbsp;i don't think you knowhow much your smiles mean to me.&amp;nbsp;making my dayfilling my life with happiness.&amp;nbsp;loving you from afarlonging to be yours.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/604486/</link>
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			<title>Everyone</title>
			<description>we're all the same,everyone hurtseveryone crieseveryone feels lost at some point,and,everyone needs someone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/604450/</link>
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			<title>Darkness</title>
			<description>the darkness eats metears me apart.&amp;nbsp;makes me face questionsi hid in my heart.&amp;nbsp;for so many yearsi have pushed them away.&amp;nbsp;hoping that theymight waste away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/596894/</link>
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			<title>Smile!</title>
			<description>i wear a fake smileon my face.&amp;nbsp;hiding my sadness,pain,with grace.&amp;nbsp;it try to fit ini try to belong&amp;nbsp;but no one wantsto hear me cry,to feel my pain,to look inside.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/596893/</link>
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			<title>Dead Silence</title>
			<description>the dead silencerings in my earsscreaming in confusionspeaking my fears.&amp;nbsp;the silence seemslouder than wordsthe silence screamsbut no voices are heard.&amp;nbsp;the silence hauntsmy most beautiful dreamsripping awaymy life at the seams.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/596890/</link>
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			<title>Without Regrets</title>
			<description>promise to upload every day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/596501/</link>
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			<title>I Hate Her</title>
			<description>this is more of a story in poem form, but this is one of those few that i actually poured my heart into it...i was in tears</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/596090/</link>
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			<title>Desire</title>
			<description>the desire that flowsthrough my veins,Quickens and growsEveryday.&amp;nbsp;I feel the needto have a bodypressed close to mineintertwined.&amp;nbsp;that need growshungrier everyday.longing for the warmthof another human body&amp;nbsp;against my cold harsh skin.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/592837/</link>
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			<title>Insane/Trapped.</title>
			<description>i just put two poems on one document.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/587677/</link>
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			<title>No More Time To Play Pretend</title>
			<description>i wrote this when i got bored in school.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/587671/</link>
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			<title>Monster</title>
			<description>could be a killer, crazy person, sex. interpret it your way :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/587052/</link>
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			<title>The Dead</title>
			<description>just bored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/586932/</link>
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			<title>Chains</title>
			<description>weak first stanza</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/584563/</link>
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			<title>The Struggle.</title>
			<description>this came out of NOWHERE! it just hiut me and i went crazy trying to write it down :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/584255/</link>
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			<title>This is Fear</title>
			<description>we are, in fact, living in fear :) read and review :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/584216/</link>
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			<title>I'm That Girl</title>
			<description>tell me what you think :) this was the most fun I've had any summer..EVER!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/583140/</link>
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			<title>Under the Stars</title>
			<description>NOTE* took out the bad prts :)
THIS IS VERY RARE THAT I EVER WRITE ON THESE TOPICS :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581980/</link>
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			<title>Perfect</title>
			<description>I was madeTo be perfect.&amp;nbsp;To loveTo never leave.&amp;nbsp;I was made to never cryTo never know I was different.&amp;nbsp;I was supposed to doWhat they told me to.&amp;nbsp;To be the perfect childI never was.&amp;nbsp;But I don't like themI'm not like them.&amp;nbsp;I want to be n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581962/</link>
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			<title>Rape</title>
			<description>title speaks for itself :) promise its not too vivid :) rated mature because of the kinda main idea</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581543/</link>
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			<title>Following</title>
			<description>CreepingSneakingFollowing your path.&amp;nbsp;StalkingWalkingFollowing fast.&amp;nbsp;SpyingLyingPrying into your past.&amp;nbsp;He's following youYou better run fast.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581540/</link>
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			<title>Dead</title>
			<description>just addressing suicide and the fact tht most of them don't think they'll be missed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581538/</link>
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			<title>In a Blink</title>
			<description>The lightsThe carThe swerveDarkness.&amp;nbsp;It all happensIn the blink of an eye.&amp;nbsp;It just takes one secondTo die.&amp;nbsp;To lose everythingThat was ever anything to you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581536/</link>
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			<title>Running</title>
			<description>The clock strikes twelveAs I run through the cityTrying to escapeMy life.&amp;nbsp;But its unavoidableNo matter how far I runNo matter how good I hideLife will catch up with meEventually.&amp;nbsp;But I keep on runningFooling myselfTripping through this maze which is,Which was, a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/581524/</link>
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			<title>No One Else</title>
			<description>i found this from fifth grade on my jump drive and its not what i normally write so i was shocked that i had done it, but its deffinatly the style i used to write with :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/580304/</link>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>feelings were rekindled today :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/580157/</link>
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			<title>Living in Fear</title>
			<description>I breathe slowly.&amp;nbsp;He could be anywhere.&amp;nbsp;He could be watchng me.&amp;nbsp;He might have a gun.&amp;nbsp;I feel the tears well up in my eyesAs I write.&amp;nbsp;Every sound frightens meEvery sound is him.&amp;nbsp;My mother askedWhat was wrong.&amp;nbsp;I told her nothingI ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/580152/</link>
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			<title>Stop.</title>
			<description>i'm tired of crying and i want it to go away....but the dead need us to remeber them in fear of being forgotten.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/580148/</link>
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			<title>No Say</title>
			<description>there are times when i want to do what i want, but there are times when i'm glad i'm still a kid. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/579432/</link>
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			<title>The Letters</title>
			<description>NOTE* i rated it teen but there is a curse word in it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/579423/</link>
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			<title>Mama</title>
			<description>Mama's not rightNot right at all.&amp;nbsp;She can't sit stillShe can't be quiet.&amp;nbsp;She doesn't think before she speaksHer voice is harsh.&amp;nbsp;Mama scares me sometimesWhen she gets mad.&amp;nbsp;She bangs her headUp against the wall.&amp;nbsp;She says she wants to dieAnd that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/579420/</link>
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			<title>Once Upon A Time</title>
			<description>btw this is true...and i feel sick right now</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/579308/</link>
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			<title>The Deed</title>
			<description>I scream for helpBut no one can hear.&amp;nbsp;I choke on wordsThat shouldn't be said.&amp;nbsp;But I have to tell someoneI have to tell Daddy what she's done.&amp;nbsp;I heard the moaningWhen he was out of town.&amp;nbsp;I heard her bed squeaking,The joy that escaped her lips.&amp;nbsp;I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/579277/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Dreams</title>
			<description>i thought i posted this, but i guess not</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/579270/</link>
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			<title>Take Me Home</title>
			<description>Her stare is blankAs she walks through the snow.Her mind is clearAs she observes the cliff.She bites her lipWith no second thoughts.Its gone on far too long.She thinks of her familyOh, how they raped her of pride.A tear runs down her cheekAs she takes the last step.Oh, how self..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/578915/</link>
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			<title>The Jar</title>
			<description>When you live in a city like mine, nothing eciting ever happens.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/576687/</link>
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			<title>Breaking Through</title>
			<description>i wrote this a long time ago and i just found it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/576685/</link>
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			<title>The Fray</title>
			<description>this happened to a girl i knew..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/573385/</link>
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			<title>Falling Apart</title>
			<description>this is why i wanna be a physchiatrist :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/569547/</link>
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			<title>Fitting In</title>
			<description>poem that we had to write for english</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/569506/</link>
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			<title>If only...</title>
			<description>this is just a short little thingy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/569504/</link>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>I wrote this for the little reunion for my grandmother's death</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/569503/</link>
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			<title>Individuality</title>
			<description>I'm different than you,You're different than me,You hate me because,Of my horrible looks,I'm taunted because,I'm not normal,I'm not you,You're not me,It hurts when you strike,With that horrible hand,With those horrible words,That keep being said,I'll always be hated,Until t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/554799/</link>
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			<title>I Love You</title>
			<description>poor Pudge....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/545332/</link>
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			<title>Rumors</title>
			<description>She's a s**t,She's immature,Words they say,Beat me down,Eat me alive,As I slowly drown,In all the lies,That were spoken today,I cry,Too many tears to count,I cut,So much I'm pale as snow,I scream,But no one hears,No one cares,Because of the rumors,That they all believ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChloeRox/544010/</link>
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