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			<title>Side Stepping Hell</title>
			<description>Hey bro,You don't have to tell me,You don't have to sell me,Just like we planned,Before me you shall stand,Before you I shall stand,1,2,3,We shall use each others hand,Then if all goes like we planned,Neither you or I,Shall be punished for having to die.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1209771/</link>
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			<title>That poor soldier</title>
			<description>He was so happy,I was so snappy,This man dared to tell me,I'm scared,F**k maybe I should have cared,I should have never said the things I did,Write your mom a letter because it wont get better,This&amp;nbsp;was &amp;nbsp;going to&amp;nbsp;end &amp;nbsp;bad,He was just a kid,Hence why it makes me so sad,How I was so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1208289/</link>
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			<title>1 left</title>
			<description>Get down,What's wrong with you?,Can you not tell I am in hell.Why was it he who fell,He was careful,Why did I enjoy that hell,I waited for it,Stay down,These guys can set me free,Go and flee,I shall stay and earn my pay,No more ammo,Well I have 1 left,Guess its going to have to be,Blammo for me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1208283/</link>
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			<title>Night like this</title>
			<description>On a night like this,Everything is in place,The weather is just right,To take a drive tonight,Stocked up on my favorite thing,That's not all I shall bring,Now to the woods,Surely I will slip by,On the dirt road I can fly,I cant stop if I try,Because I like to fly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207889/</link>
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			<title>River</title>
			<description>Can you hear my heart rattle,That's what the snake does,When he prepares for battle,Looking around,However this may sound,Many people treat us like cattle,It should come as no surprise,She looked in my eyes,She and I we would fly,And often times,We would cry,The image of her,Well it makes my heart f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207748/</link>
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			<title>When I met her</title>
			<description>When I met her,I knew she was better,My mind said to me,You move to fast,Don't expect this to last,Well at least for a short time,We had a blast,Letting someone in,Well now I do believe,Is my only sin,Enough of this, I shall buy some gin,No problem,We cant always win.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207728/</link>
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			<title>dripping</title>
			<description>My arm keeps dripping,I shall keep sipping,I feel this slipping,The faster the better,She hurt me long ago and she will cry,So let her,God my carpet is ruined,Who cares,No one dares,To ask me how,Please just let me die now,The speed of the loss is amazing,Let it pump away,For once it is them that sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207101/</link>
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			<title>.45 and a cyanide ampule</title>
			<description>Its all lost,Hence I am checking out at any cost,Time to sleep,I'm such a creep,I do believe I am in too &amp;nbsp;deep,Hell these bills are pretty steep,Cant wait to go to sleep,Don't weep,I simply am not worth it,Walk with a sense of purpose,I pulled that trigger once,F**k I regret I didn't meet the d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207068/</link>
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			<title>Haunted</title>
			<description>Haunted</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207048/</link>
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			<title>Night Fright</title>
			<description>Was it right,To go and fight,We took them in the night,I had no problem,I got my intel,No matter how many men fell,In the night they could not have missed his screams,Hell I still hear them in my dreams,Just another animal,Or so it seems,After all I had no care,He asked why,I said lifes not fair pre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207046/</link>
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			<title>blood</title>
			<description>His daughter cried,Her father had died,What a fine tool,Just look at the blood pool,Have you no soul,Well now I know,F**k I should have never struck that blow,Turn the switch off,How it tastes like copper,Where in the hell is that chopper.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207043/</link>
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			<title>The position of attention</title>
			<description>Bury me at the position of attention,Have no misconception,This is what I wanted,To hell with all those who fronted,When I walk by,Why do you look like your going to cry,Easy does it,This is my goodbye,For I am prepared to die,Don't ask why,Were you there,This exit wound shall be covered by my hair,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1207041/</link>
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			<title>In my pretty box</title>
			<description>Such a fine suit,Mom asks,Why did he shoot?Sis says,I think it was over loot,Uncle says,You would never know by looking in this casket,But they carried his brain out in a basket,Mom cries,Hey now everybody dies,&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1206739/</link>
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			<title>to hell</title>
			<description>God I hate these bills,I may as well eat these pills,They tell me that it kills,I may as well grab this rope,For no longer can I hope,Perhaps this ether they use for starting,Will help me in departing,This barrel tastes like oil,Surely that's unpleasant,Loyal to the end,My soul,To hell they shall se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1206523/</link>
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			<title>goodness</title>
			<description>How you invade my mind,How I would love to leave you behind,How you force me to reset,Well I will place a bet,Evil feeds upon,My good deeds.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1206067/</link>
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			<title>who is my enemy </title>
			<description>who is my enemy,who is my friend,who is my family,and does it all matter in the end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1206005/</link>
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			<title>9mm</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;pop in that mag,This place is such a drag,I charge it,My skull,Well I shall enlarge it,When that pin strikes,Eternal sin,Who cares what god dislikes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1206002/</link>
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			<title>Oak and metal</title>
			<description>The needle climbs,Ever faster,I head toward disaster,Who could have known,That such a large oak tree,Will set me free,I cannot bear for my body to be shown,Plant me fast,No worries,The pain won't last</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1203986/</link>
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			<title>Painting your car with your brain matter</title>
			<description>They shall never know,Life to me has been one big blow,The light at the end of the tunnel,To me that light,Is a muzzle flash,To end this fight,Please clean the brains off my dash,When you sell my jeep,I hope you get some good cash,Life is cheap,And now for me,Eternal sleep.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1203967/</link>
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			<title>Fast</title>
			<description>Giving in to this sin,So tell me now where to begin,As the sun goes down,I say f**k this town,I hit the road,And lone and behold,I feel kind of bold,Faster it goes,Louder it screams,Now my life is just like my dreams,The rush of the speed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1201833/</link>
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			<title>240</title>
			<description>What a lovely machine,Brass to the grass,Operated by gas,It gets pretty hot,After its been shot,Scan your sectors,What a lovely machine,I kept it so clean,I fed it well,Even if it was hot as hell.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1197421/</link>
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			<title>L.M.G</title>
			<description>Welcome to my life,What dreams may come,In the dark,My life it seems,Is under attack by a shark,Could it be natural,To need no reason,I cant wait till its open season,Destroying,Now you know the type of man,That uncle sam was employing,Out here,There's nothing worth enjoying,I don't need a reason,I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1197419/</link>
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			<title>Smoke</title>
			<description>Giving in, So now I shall begin,Pain sweet pain,How it helps my brain,Am I insane,This wrecked my soul,Might as well smoke another bowel,If only for a short time,I can hear the bells chime,Who wants to run for a dime</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1192676/</link>
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			<title>Sunk</title>
			<description>This life,I had hoped she would be my wife,Eternal strife,They are so happy on the street,She's got someone to bow at her feet,What is and what was,Now I drink just because,Was it me,I should just let it be,You cannot know what its like to be me,Love,Love,Love,Killed me,They say hate is the worst,Be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1192672/</link>
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			<title>The voice.</title>
			<description>You know you have a choice,So says the voice,Perhaps death is it,To hell with all this s**t,So says the voice,You know its your choice,So says the voice,At your funeral we shall rejoice,So says the voice,I was like you too,Then I did what I had to do,So says the voice,Now I'm totally dead just like ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1192637/</link>
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			<title>The end </title>
			<description>2 years together,I thought you would get better,Thick and thin,What you put me through is a sin,I really don't know where to begin,My commitment I gave,To all of your requests I would cave,I believed it was each other we would save,Diamond earrings,Fancy dinners,All of my time,Always on my dime,How ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1192591/</link>
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			<title>Meeting fate</title>
			<description>L.t says we are going to hit this place,Fear upon his face,In the darkness,Looking around with night vision,Upon the road the enemy has but 1 mission,Cordon off the area,This s**t is worse than malaria,Lined up outside,Who have known this mission is suicide,Allah Akbar comes from the house,On the st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1192573/</link>
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			<title>Black Eyes</title>
			<description>Cloaked in black,Sharp as a tack,His eyes pure black,A master of despair,He stood atop the stairs,Leaning down this tall man whispers,A good student you are,&amp;nbsp;Look in my eyes,This should come as no surprise,You have been demonized,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1192188/</link>
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			<title>Dark</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I have known death for so long,&amp;nbsp;Many times I hope we meet,I look at my life,Many faces flash before me,But I know the score,Life's such a bore,Troubles galore,And now I lie on the floor</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1191832/</link>
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			<title>The Great Fall</title>
			<description>He was tall,Blonde hair cropped back,His features god like,The&amp;nbsp;violin &amp;nbsp;gave him peace,He was strong,But would not &amp;nbsp;last long,He fenced,He flew,Who would have knew,This warrior would be brought down,For it would be the talk of the town,Trumpets would sound,Not a soul to be found,Look a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1191825/</link>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>I run, oh how I run,You think its for fun,Maybe cause I want to be fit,Mile after mile,You don't know how bad I want to quit,Not talking about the run,Life just isn't legit,The mirror,The terror,Seeking perfection,I never thought it would take me &amp;nbsp;this direction</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1191801/</link>
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			<title>The Bridge</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The cars drive under,&amp;nbsp;The sound of thunder,&amp;nbsp;Soon I shall be under,Cold soil cannot spoil,Blood pumps,Then I jump,&amp;nbsp;Dad said,Never knew he was in the dumps,&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1191709/</link>
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			<title>Dead Man Walking</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When it failed,It seemed my ship had sailed,Blue steel,At least I wont feel,Heaven or hell,Who could tell,Life such a hard sell,And when He fell,Upon His bloody face,As he felt deaths embrace,A feeble smile,For I have gone the last mile.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1191615/</link>
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			<title>The Stealth Fow Within</title>
			<description>An attempt to document cause and effect regarding mental health. A work in progress.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1191253/</link>
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			<title>when im high</title>
			<description>When im high,I sort of don't wanna die,I take life in,With a sharp grin,Even if its a sin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1189034/</link>
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			<title>day zero</title>
			<description>just some random stuff</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1188858/</link>
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			<title>Day drag</title>
			<description>So wild these days.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1188854/</link>
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			<title>Cranial Madness</title>
			<description> My attempt to write to vent</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobFunk/1188447/</link>
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