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			<title>Just friends</title>
			<description>Never wanted a kiss more than air,Maybe that's because of your little glare.You deserve so much, it&amp;nbsp;isn't fair.&amp;nbsp;If only you'd see how much I really care.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dooditsmariel/1427314/</link>
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			<title>Don't run </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;You can't run awayfrom love, you know its true.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You&amp;rsquo;ll die tryingbut know I&amp;rsquo;m here for you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you cant runanymore, you&amp;rsquo;re tired and weak,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;rsquo;ll be waitingnear to lift you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dooditsmariel/1423703/</link>
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			<title>Angel</title>
			<description>She lay there peacefully while I was going insane,It's hard to hide pain but I'm sure it will fade,I know that she's gone but I feel very mundane,Losing a loved one makes me feel like a helpless slaveWhy she was taken makes no sense to me,But maybe he needed her more than weFinally it's over, we can..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dooditsmariel/1412872/</link>
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			<title>Tree</title>
			<description>Hurt is a feeling and heart is an organ,Who knew the two could clash and cut me right open?My days consist of sadness, overthinking things,My heart feels swollen, it completly stings.I don't know what happened; i thought we were fine,Guess you got tired of not being mine,But you were, no one else wa..</description>
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