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			<title>Dont try to change me (Im For Real)</title>
			<description>For all you people who think you really know me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/552420/</link>
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			<title>Tearing me</title>
			<description>I watch you, as you flirt with her,as you look at her.&amp;nbsp;you look, you at her with such love,&amp;nbsp;such passion, that angles are probably crying above,&amp;nbsp;and it tears me inside.&amp;nbsp;I want you to look at me like that.and ive tried,&amp;nbsp;tried to get you toTo love me like that.To want me,&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547850/</link>
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			<title>We're Sorry</title>
			<description>Hey world, how you doing today?&amp;nbsp;The sun is up and i'm feeling great.Watching the birds fly and the people laughingwatching the sunset and the moon rising.I'm looking at the face of the man on the moon,he's looking down at us, and aint doing so good.Hey world,how you doing today?There's a war go..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547565/</link>
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			<title>Play On</title>
			<description>soccer metaphor</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547562/</link>
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			<title>I dont know</title>
			<description>I know, i heard you, we need to go. I need to go. Where? I don't know. Why? I have to leave this place, that fills me full of despair. I see your face when i wake up in the morning, i hear your voice when I'm sleeping. I think of you ever living second of my days. You say that its okay, when it real..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547560/</link>
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			<title>The Door</title>
			<description>you always get a second chance.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547558/</link>
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			<title>No one to save me</title>
			<description>alone in a world full of lies and decit. no one is there to help me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547555/</link>
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			<title>Help Us</title>
			<description>I look around. All i see is death and pain, All i see is hate, and cruelty. There are people on the streets, living in cardboard boxes and begging for money. There are kids who have to take care of their litle siblings because some guy hopped up on cocain killed there mom. I hear yelling and gunshot..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547552/</link>
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			<title>No Music</title>
			<description>no music, no life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547547/</link>
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			<title>Nothing left</title>
			<description>nothing left</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547541/</link>
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			<title>Forgive Me</title>
			<description>Ive done so much wrong, its just a way to say sorry to everyone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/twisted-punk/547533/</link>
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