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			<title>My Queerness</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1930456/</link>
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			<title>Dear Mom</title>
			<description>Dear Mom,I'm not sorry.I'm not sorry for growing up opinionated, and standing my ground.&amp;nbsp;That's what you always taught us anyway right?&amp;nbsp;To be kind and not let anyone tread on you?But, I suppose that it doesn't count if YOU are the oppressor,&amp;nbsp;Then you expect blind faith and obedience,A..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1930426/</link>
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			<title>See You Later</title>
			<description>If you say goodbye to a friend on a bridge, you will never see each other again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1553225/</link>
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			<title>Fireflies</title>
			<description>I know that I am supposed to be sleeping but I can't help leaving. I stare through the window at the blinking lights down the street and smile to myself. They'll probably not even notice that I'm missing.I've never in my life been so grateful to live in a mobile home and never been so grateful that ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1553218/</link>
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			<title>Deaths Pretty Little Flower</title>
			<description>	His bony feet left dents in the grass that you wouldn't notice unless you saw them being made. Even with his suit, as dark as it was, and the day so bright, you wouldn't see him coming. 	He walked toward the magnolia tree at the edge of the park, two steps behind the group of children. He noticed h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1499203/</link>
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			<title>Something Special</title>
			<description>One for each of the demons I've cuddled,One for each of the bugs I've killed,One for each of the people who didn't like me,One for the vampire in my mirror,One for the shadow with no&amp;nbsp;owner which I sometimes see,One for the each of the trees I've hurt climbing into,One for each person I've ever ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1476737/</link>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>Every day you wake up in the morning and every day you do the same thing. You get out of bed, gather your things, take a shower. You put on your clothing, take your pills, go down stairs. You hug your father, have a stare-off with your mother, eat your cereal. You go back up stairs, brush your teeth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1465707/</link>
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			<title>The Intracacies Of Conciousness </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1465701/</link>
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			<title>Things Just Happen; V2</title>
			<description>Your name is Patch and this isthe story of your life so far. You were born at 11:59 p.m. on October 31, 1991,exactly 12 hours prior to your twin. Your twin was an identical boy namedTopie. The two of you could not have chosen a better day to be born, for yourparents were Wiccan and that ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1460356/</link>
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			<title>Rainbows Feel Like Materials and Taste Like Things You Probably Shouldn't Eat</title>
			<description>Sweet,&amp;nbsp;Kind of sickly so though,&amp;nbsp;A little iron like, Sugar that's been sitting in a jar full of pennies and water,Mostly silky, Smooth like tumbled stones.&amp;nbsp;Dirt like? Dirt and sour candy,Maybe like if you dropped a lollypop in mud,And then you forgot to clean it off,A little pointy,Sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1458060/</link>
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			<title>I Can't Stop Lying to Myself</title>
			<description>I was always told that if you say something enough times,That it will come true,So I walk around telling people that I don't have feelings.If you don't have feelings, no one can hurt them.You'll never be sad or angry, so it could be worth it.It doesn't work though, Saying things so many times, It ju..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1458052/</link>
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			<title>Thanks</title>
			<description>They were the sun and we needed them to live even though they could destroy everything in their path, They were the moon and we only saw the light side but we didn't care because they were pretty,They were the clouds and they watered us when we were down even though we never said &quot;Hey, thanks for th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1458005/</link>
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			<title>Things Just Happen; V1</title>
			<description>Your name is Patch and this isthe story of your life so far. You were born at 11:59 p.m. on October 31, 1991,exactly 12 hours prior to your twin. Your twin was an identical boy namedTopie. The two of you could not have chosen a better day to be born, for yourparents were Wiccan and that ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1420489/</link>
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			<title>Dollhouse</title>
			<description>Dollhouse- Melanie Martinez 
My inspiration. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1384696/</link>
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			<title>I Promise You, Nothing Is Wrong. </title>
			<description>I wake up today,&amp;nbsp;And feel like I haven't slept in weeks,I role out of bed,&amp;nbsp;And drag myself to the bathroom,I wash and dry my face,&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;shuffle&amp;nbsp;back to my room,I dig through the drawers,&amp;nbsp;And find some happy clothes,I put them on,&amp;nbsp;And look for more happy colours,&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1348129/</link>
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			<title>His Favourite Kind Of Storm</title>
			<description>She's a gorgeous girl, made all of rain drops.Her face, an upside down drop.Her eyes, two sideways drops.Her body, a drop.Her breasts, two drops hanging from her shoulders.Her upper legs, two upside-down drops.She's a gorgeous girl, made all of rain drops.She's a passionate girl, who lets it out in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1322478/</link>
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			<title>Dinosaur nuggets </title>
			<description>You hate being alone.&amp;nbsp;More so, you hate being around many people.&amp;nbsp;It is somewhat paradoxical but you live with it.&amp;nbsp;You hate being alone because you feel purposeless and open to the elements, it also makes you somewhat uncomfortable because you never know if their actually is anyone ar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1311813/</link>
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			<title>And I Couldn't Die</title>
			<description>You knew you should not have done it. If you would have just kept your stupid mouth shut they would still be alive. Why did you do it? The money? No that was not it. The fame? No, not that either. Revenge? Yes, that was it. You remembered that you told on them for revenge. They hurt you, they tortur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1220404/</link>
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			<title>And Samson Kept the Sunlight</title>
			<description>I closed my eyes as I tried to block out the burning in my arms, which were tied above my head. I tried not to think about what might be coming next, only bracing myself. Then I felt heat emmitting from the dark tunnel ahead of me. S**t. This is the end of the road. The guards lifted the rope higher..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213369/</link>
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			<title>Story2</title>
			<description>Unfinished</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213275/</link>
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			<title>They Call it Suffering For a Reason</title>
			<description>A prince is set out to find a princess whom his mother wishes to kill in place of the girls father.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213267/</link>
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			<description>A real friend will love you,No matter what you do,Forgive you for your mistakes,No matter what you say,They love you for who you are,No matter what you did,They wont leave your side,No matter what you've done,They will never say goodbye,No matter what they say,They will be their ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213266/</link>
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			<description>You cant see it,Unless you understand it.You cant heal it,Unless you give it time.No stitches or bandages,No casts or crutches.And it is hard to handel,Because it takes a while.And think positive,Because it will get better.No bad or hurtful thoughts,No doubts or negat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213265/</link>
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			<description>Your heart is beating loud,Like a base drum in your favorite rock band,The one you listen to to block out the hate,So loud you can't hear yourself think,Which is exactly what you want,Your mind haunted with destruction,Needs to become blank,So you let the drums beat like your heart,L..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213261/</link>
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			<description>He walks down the street,Two miles every day,And never gets anywhere.It's like life is telling him to give up,So he tries,But can't.One day he changed direction,Left instead of right,Still with no hope.And he saw her face,Then everything changed,And he walked home happy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213260/</link>
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			<description>He dosn't like the pain,But he needs to feel something,Because he's numb,He wants to have emotions,But he lacks them,They were stolen by the others,The ones who wish to cause pain,Because they have nothing better to do,He desires an end to the torture,And wonders if they will notic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213258/</link>
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			<description>Sticks and stones can break my bones,But words will never hurt me.Unless they are the harsh ones,The words that can kill.The words that are sharp as knives,And sting like bees.The words that are hot as fire,And strike like lightning.The words that are deadly as poison,And k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213255/</link>
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			<description>Tears fall to her cheeks,Small girl consumed with pain.Cold shallow breaths,And the scent of blood and bullets.She knows that it hurts,Still she tries to hide it.Standing tall with shoulders square,And no one sees her.And she falls to the ground,Because she has no more fait..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213254/</link>
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			<description>They suffer silence,Because no one will listen,And they dont want to tell.She cries herself to sleep at night,Because she dosent want them to hear,And  no one does.He tries to mend his broken heart,Because it had just been shattered,And no one can fix it.They suffer in silenc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213249/</link>
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			<description>Roses are red,Violets are blue,If you ever fall,I will catch you,And while we laugh and joke,I'll try to keep you steady,Cause you have just been broken,And your heart was just not ready.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213248/</link>
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			<description>If you need to cry,I will hold you in my arms,If you are afraid,I will chase away your fears,If you are ill,I will nurse you back to health,If you are nervous,I will comfort you,If you need help,I will be their,Because you are my friend,And that's what friends do.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213244/</link>
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			<description>I know you made a mistake,I know its not your fault,I know that you feel guilty,I know that your upset.That dosn't mean your bad,That dosn't mean you can hurt yourself,That dosn't mean you get to be sad,That dosn't mean I hate you.I still love you for who you are,I still want t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213243/</link>
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			<description>She thinks she's ugly,Even though everyone tells her she's not,Because you told her she was,And your opinion mattered most to her,Now she's anorexic,And in the hospital,She didn't eat,Her hair fell out,Her organs squished together,And she's dying,And you are sad,But not sad eno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213242/</link>
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			<description>Let's not say goodbye,The next time one of us has to leave,We should say hello,Because it hurts less.Say hello to the days to come,The days when we can be together,When we can walk side by side,And express our love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213240/</link>
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			<description>It takes someone special,To heal a broken heart.You can try to stitch it up,But the stitches will pop.You can try to put on a cast,But the tears will ruin it.Only another broken heart can help,Someone who understands.Same loves and hopes,same hurts and dreams.Only they ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213238/</link>
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			<description>If you were gone,If you disapeared,I would not cry,I would simply die.If you got hurt,If you almost died,I would not be upset,I would be devistated.If you tried to hurt me,If you really tried,I would not fight you,I would calm you.If you said you loved me,If you truly..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213234/</link>
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			<description>No matter what you say,No matter what you do,Whenever you need help,I'll be their for you.Your a fantastic person,One of the greatest I know,Super sweet and lovely,And I'll never leave you alone.Whenever your not happy,I want to make you smile,And you know that I will listen,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213230/</link>
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			<description>My heart breaks into pieces,Everytime I see you cry,I hate to see you sad,And not be able to help you.Was it something I did?Is your pain my fault?I apoligize regardless,Whatever may be the cause.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shhall14/1213226/</link>
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