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			<title>Countless Hours.</title>
			<description>Countless hours I've sat alone,staring at the walls in a silent home.The second hand swings like a headman's axe.The candle flame laughs as he drowns in wax.I can hear my blood inside my ears,whispering lies and spreading fears.They're coming now to my window pane,and in all of my dreams, I go insan..</description>
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			<title>Alone.</title>
			<description>I surround myself with people,&amp;nbsp;But for each new friend I make,For each new love I gain,I just feel more,And more,And more,Alone.</description>
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			<title>5 Ways To Kill Me.</title>
			<description>1.Tell me&amp;hellip;Tell me that you won&amp;rsquo;t leave.Tell me that you careWhile you whisper sweet nothings into a stranger's ear.2.Tell me...Tell me that you could, maybe,Just maybe, like me back&quot;If I gave you my world&quot;But once I do, don't.Don't.3.Hold me...Hold me for a moment,Then let me go.Say it'..</description>
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			<title>Wither.</title>
			<description>And just like that the rain was gone,The puddles were the only thing that remained.They reminded me of the rain.How it fell so beautifully,How it spoke so softly,How it left without saying goodbye.All that remains now are the puddles,Until they too wither away in silence. </description>
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			<title>A Mouth Made Of Metal.</title>
			<description>Your mouth is made of metal,Your kisses taste like gold.Your lies they strike like bullets,But I enjoy the holes.Your mouth is made of metal,Your truths begin to rust.Your blade edge may be jagged,But I love the way it cuts.Your mouth is made of metal,Your words feel like steel.Your smile strikes li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/K-T-/1448139/</link>
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			<title>Lie, My Queen.</title>
			<description>She speaks the softest lies.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/K-T-/1447603/</link>
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			<title>We'll Meet Again.</title>
			<description>We&amp;rsquo;ll meet again some day, once again as strangers.We might talk for a bit, maybe even pretend like we don&amp;rsquo;t remember what happened.Maybe we&amp;rsquo;ll run into each other in a coffee shop, you with your new love and me with mine.We&amp;rsquo;ll act like old friends should, but your familiar f..</description>
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