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			<title>My Stupid Heart</title>
			<description>Song Lyrics</description>
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			<title>Bound to Win</title>
			<description>These miles between us are bound to win&amp;nbsp;I think about you all the time, I can&amp;rsquo;t help it&amp;hellip; I just doI think to myself, that maybe you&amp;rsquo;re thinking of me to&amp;nbsp;But these miles between us are bound to win&amp;nbsp;I wonder if I&amp;rsquo;ll ever see you again..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1459095/</link>
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			<title>It's Love</title>
			<description>On the darkest of days, deep in my soul, my heart aches tobe with my LordEveryone around me seems to fail meBut God is my constant, never-changing, always steadyI cannot, and will never ever understand the pureness ofyour loveAmazingIncredibleI don&amp;rsquo;t have to hear yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1456043/</link>
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			<title>Beauty isn't Vain</title>
			<description>I hear some people say that beauty is vainBut I would have to disagreeLet&amp;rsquo;s take a journeyLet me show you what I mean&amp;nbsp;She was 8 years oldHer stage 4 cancer had come backHer hair was gone, her face was paleShe was too weak to even laughBut when she heard..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1453745/</link>
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			<title>Texting </title>
			<description>A humorous poem about how our world is infatuated with texting and the social world in the palm of our hands (jokingly of course...)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1453730/</link>
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			<title>Twisted Dreamers</title>
			<description>They say my mind is kind of twistedI suppose the jokes on meWho would ever believe?Do fairytales ever come true?Is it stupid of me to dream?That&amp;rsquo;s why my mind is twisted&amp;nbsp;But that&amp;rsquo;s why I believeI believe in the dreamersI believe in true loveI believe there is a God who is bigger tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1453188/</link>
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			<title>Hope</title>
			<description>Searching for answersDesperately tryingSeeking some hopeBut everyone's lyingCan't find who I amDon't know anymoreLost in the stormNowhere to go&amp;nbsp;Darkness surrounds meI'm trapped in a messCan't find my way outWalking on glassPraying everydayBut still I can't escapeGod I need your rescueGod I need..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452874/</link>
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			<title>Miles Between Us</title>
			<description>I met him on a two week journeyI haven&amp;rsquo;t seen him since&amp;nbsp;Now we are miles apart&amp;nbsp;And only&amp;nbsp;Facebook Friends&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t know why, I&amp;rsquo;m so confused&amp;nbsp;But my feelings for him are on the loose&amp;nbsp;I can&amp;rsquo;t contain the feelings I getWhen I think of him, can&amp;rsquo;t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452795/</link>
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			<title>Beautifully broken, but free </title>
			<description>God you are and forever will beThe absolute only beautiful part of meWithout you I&amp;rsquo;m nothingI&amp;rsquo;m broken, I&amp;rsquo;m lost&amp;nbsp;Only you can restore meOnly you can bring me back into your &amp;lsquo;Bet Av&amp;rsquo;Reach out your handPick me up out of this placeLoneliness, emptiness and defeat&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452774/</link>
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			<title>Merely Living</title>
			<description>I stare out at the oceanThe waves flood onto the shoreI look out at the sunsetAnd I sense that there&amp;rsquo;s moreThere is more to this life than just simply livingThere is more to just living than getting by breathingPeople are peopleWe get busy we stressWe all just keep livingAnd keep getting by in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452754/</link>
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			<title>Wishes in the Night Sky</title>
			<description>Staring at the starsWhispering to the moonWaiting for the sun to riseWishing I was with youWith you nothing makes senseBut somehow everything&amp;rsquo;s clearCan&amp;rsquo;t you see it babyI&amp;rsquo;ll always be waiting hereStaring out into the night skyWatching for a shooting starWondering where in the worl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452751/</link>
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			<title>The Empty Path</title>
			<description>She&amp;rsquo;s brokenShe&amp;rsquo;s wounded&amp;nbsp;She&amp;rsquo;s trapped and can&amp;rsquo;t break free&amp;nbsp;He&amp;rsquo;s brokenHe&amp;rsquo;s woundedHe&amp;rsquo;s drowning in an endless seaShe&amp;rsquo;s lonely&amp;nbsp;But she&amp;rsquo;s strongHe&amp;rsquo;s lonely&amp;nbsp;But he&amp;rsquo;s weakWhat are the chances these broken souls meet?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452750/</link>
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			<title>Time Bomb</title>
			<description>TickI&amp;rsquo;ve been waiting for you for what seems like foreverTockMy patience is wearing thinTickA time bomb is about to go offTockThe clock won&amp;rsquo;t stopTickTime is never on our sideTockMy breathing slows with every clock-beatTickHurry up, you have to save meTockQuickly make me forget&amp;nbsp;Tick..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452749/</link>
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			<title>For the Love of the Game</title>
			<description>An athlete's poem about the love of basketball</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452748/</link>
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			<title>Shadowing Thoughts</title>
			<description>&quot;Leave me alone&quot; said the girl as she looked up towards the sky,&amp;nbsp;Looked back down and then ranShe ran and ran and ran&amp;nbsp;She ran away from that man, as fast as she couldShe knew he was trouble, thoughts of what he might do to her crept into her mindSo faster and faster her long legs kept on w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452747/</link>
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			<title>Midnight Mind Game</title>
			<description>The Midnight Mind GameIt's dark outside, the stars are outThe moon is in place, that means lights outBut this is the time of day that I dreadWhen I have to lay downAnd all my thoughts wake up in my&amp;nbsp;head&amp;nbsp;I lay there for hours, what seems like foreverLetting my brain keep working its magicTh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452745/</link>
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			<title>Take me back to En Gedi</title>
			<description>A poem about a waterfall I visited in Israel</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookyD/1452744/</link>
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