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		<description>The original writings of author Noxsie</description>
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			<title>Vanity</title>
			<description>It can elevate a person or send them crashing to their knees. It's a best friend and a worst enemy. It's all a person could ever want and everything they learn to hate. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352459/</link>
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			<title>When Sins Meet</title>
			<description>They know they cannot change, they know they never will. So they simply do not try.</description>
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			<title>We've survived being alive</title>
			<description>Warm windThis fun childhood quickly fadesTo twilight streets in a sepia toneWhilst my one-time-home, washed in dawn rainStands alone.Victories and breakdowns blendTo blinding, blurring scenesOf bittersweetnessSwept apart,Far into the ocean of my past.Tokens of thoseWho I've loved and beenSeem heavy ..</description>
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			<title>ABC of Macabre Horror</title>
			<description>WARNING: Contains violence, death and gore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352456/</link>
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			<title>Glass Shoes</title>
			<description>Warning: This is a view of domestic abuse.</description>
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			<title>And all because...</title>
			<description>A poem about a love that borders the realms of stalking.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352453/</link>
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			<title>Russian Roulette</title>
			<description>Taking a chance on life can only lead to death.</description>
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			<title>Sam</title>
			<description>WARNING: This could be considered seriously violent. If you're squeamish I wouldn't recommend reading. Contains swearing, violence, character death, mentions of abuse, sexual language.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352450/</link>
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			<title>Dear You</title>
			<description>A letter I wrote, but never sent, to a girl I used to know.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352449/</link>
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			<title>Curious</title>
			<description>Those in need will always be welcome. But be warned, sometimes what you need will not be what you want. Now come, step inside the shop.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352448/</link>
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			<title>Trap</title>
			<description> I am a trap. At least that's what they call me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Noxsie/1352447/</link>
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			<title>Freak</title>
			<description>My rather abstract view on a girl known as a freak.</description>
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