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			<title>Jose</title>
			<description>I see you standing there...soft tan skin.jet black hair.white shirt with white dickies.You&amp;nbsp;are oh so beautiful.So gorgeous you make my heart weak.I stand in front of you...Your muscular biceps and forearmswrap around me as i lean my head into your chest.You smell strong of pai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/522507/</link>
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			<title>Reverse</title>
			<description>Just how i feel</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/503045/</link>
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			<title>My little rant.</title>
			<description>I never understand why I'm always allowing people to hurt me. Wether its physically, emotionally..I really don't know. I sit here crying, my hearts aching, I just feel so....What's the word? Heartbroken. I am lonely. I try to understand what is wrong with me that causes people to do such hurtful thi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/501021/</link>
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			<title>Loves other side</title>
			<description>For someone I really loved and still do love. She'll always have a place in my heart..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/501012/</link>
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			<title>Random thinking</title>
			<description>It's just a tiny crush,Well, I think it is..Yet, for some reason I feel it could be more. Like an image you are stuck in my headand i find myself laughing and smiling. I hear your voice replay in my mind,and I become oblivious to those around me. Miles apart,hours away,you should be here in my arms...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/499787/</link>
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			<title>Noiseless Agony</title>
			<description>Just how I feel. Isn't much but yeah.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/495689/</link>
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			<title>Passion of hate</title>
			<description>I wish everything could go back to normal...The way it was before we met,The day before you took my life,The day&amp;nbsp;before when everything was greatI hate what you've done to me...I hate what your doing to me...I hate how your hurting me...I hate how your ruining me piece by piece...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/495023/</link>
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			<title>Lovely Innocence</title>
			<description>I held her tonight in my arms, tight so she'd feel safe. The nightmares came for her again and she felt the need to be in my arms to comfort and hold her, to make them go away.&amp;nbsp; I watched as she slept. Her face withheld a peaceful expression;beautiful. I held her tighter as&amp;nbsp;if I&amp;nbsp;was s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/494658/</link>
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			<title>Flashbacks haunt me</title>
			<description>I keep having this flashback and i need to write it down. Its a bit graphic so if you get sick easily I advise you not to read. Thankyou. Feel free to comment guys.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/493045/</link>
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			<title>I got Gorgeous on my mind..&lt;3</title>
			<description>I get out of the car and run quickly up to her door. I begin to feel my heart swell with excitement and a big smile on my face. I can see her through the window of her living room and I am happy. I knock lightly on her door and a few minutes later she opens it. I don't notice anything else but her. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/492524/</link>
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			<title>Go away...</title>
			<description>I cried while writing this..its been a painful couple of weeks but I will be better.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/492182/</link>
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			<title>Accepted</title>
			<description>This is about a girl i am growing very fond of..shes an amazing person</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/491554/</link>
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			<title>Hurt</title>
			<description>Today I sit in my room and I cry. I cry because&amp;nbsp;I am in pain, physically and emotionally. I look around my room and I see you.&amp;nbsp;The smell of&amp;nbsp;you lingers around me, Chocolate axe cologne spray and Cigarettes. I see flashbacks of us, of you. I try to shut you out but even with my eyes cl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/490771/</link>
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			<title>Who do I know?</title>
			<description>I wrote this when i was going through a painful moment in my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/489986/</link>
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			<title>Enjoyment</title>
			<description>I wrote this 2 years ago. I found it while I was looking through one of my old journals.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/489976/</link>
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			<title>She could be an angel..</title>
			<description>It's about this girl i really like. she amazes me in every way..&lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/489476/</link>
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			<title>pain and wishes</title>
			<description>This is a piece on a part of my life..Its kinda graphic</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/488854/</link>
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			<title>Better without you</title>
			<description>My friend was telling me how her boyfriend cheated and left her, took all her money, and her furniture outta her house and stuff. so i wrote this for her, shes such a strong girl. love you chelsea.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/488653/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>I'm crying,I have no idea why,of all these years i've not shed one tear,so why now do salty tears fall from my hazel eyes,Maybe its because I'm worthless,or because i believe i'm nothing,maybe its because im wanting,wanting so hard to be something,or maybe its because i'm trying.tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/488646/</link>
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			<title>Andrea</title>
			<description>This is about my first girlfriend of 10 years. She passed away my freshman year of highschool. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/488443/</link>
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			<title>Dark demon</title>
			<description>You have abandoned me, I thought you were better than that. But as always, i was wrong, wrong about it all. My room smells of you, lingers like a scar thats forever etched onto my skin. You've left, What am i to do now? I will do what I've always done, Walk away, Forget you ever existed. It's better..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/488188/</link>
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			<title>Fragile Being.</title>
			<description>A little part of my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/487961/</link>
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			<title>The little girl who died inside</title>
			<description>It's about me and how i felt during the time when i was adopted for the second time. It was very painful to write but i needed to. I feel like a weights been lifted off my chest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ItsJustJuls92/487900/</link>
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