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			<title>15</title>
			<description>how the world makes me feel on my birthdays.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1846949/</link>
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			<title>everyday</title>
			<description>every days the same&amp;nbsp;her heart full but brokenbursting at the seems&amp;nbsp;her feelings are mixed upknowing that she dosentknow what she feelssomehow nothing matteredbut she still breaks trying to be perfectall her effort just cuts her deepscrews her mind upa tangled ball of string&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1817070/</link>
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			<title>Ahe shown beifht </title>
			<description>Sun shown BrightHer eyes shined Her soul black But her heart goldThe things she says they are true She sees all but yet knows noneHer heart is in flames She's burning downMelting away her cover is shedLets her true self shine ,she glowsThe dark has fadedThe light shines Spi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1792497/</link>
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			<title>She fits in</title>
			<description>The wind blew leaves around the forest floor.  Rustling the curtains in her tree house, most people would say she's too old for a tree hoise. She Dosent care, she knows they already ruled her out as a friend. Then again that's how it is in a small town, if your anything other than what they are your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1792461/</link>
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			<title>how she was </title>
			<description>	the wind blew her honey brown hair into her face. she brushed it back behine her ear, and looked up. the wheat feild would be ready to harvest in a few days and thus making the shallow hills a golden blonde. just below the mountain line she could see the small town, her mother would take her there ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1787963/</link>
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			<title>scenes</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1787933/</link>
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			<title>flob-rick the businness fishish</title>
			<description>well, my names flob-rick. My parents said they had three names picked out for there twins but two of us died, along with my mother. so after they died my father combined our names,Fred,bob and rick into flob-rick and that was my name. i was a CIA agent until about a week ago.	i was working a case wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1787509/</link>
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			<title>she fighting</title>
			<description>eyes a flame, heart ashamedshe loved him so, but now&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;knowher heads a mess as she lies in this bedshe wants him back tho he not goneshe cried a little, but&amp;nbsp;dried&amp;nbsp;her eyesbattled long and fought hardshe's&amp;nbsp;going to win no matter the costthe prize shes unsureshe fights f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1786994/</link>
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			<title>love ?</title>
			<description>is it love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1786154/</link>
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			<title>lidjdioj</title>
			<description>kjfjskdj</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1786101/</link>
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			<title>voice</title>
			<description>She has a voice Silent but loud&amp;nbsp;She never spoke out&amp;nbsp;People&amp;nbsp;always said&amp;nbsp;she wasn't good enough&amp;nbsp;She went throughout hell&amp;nbsp;Trying to make you happy&amp;nbsp;She's sick of trying&amp;nbsp;She's tired of crying&amp;nbsp;She gave up long ago&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She doesn't even try anymore</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1781435/</link>
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			<title>ksjdh</title>
			<description>She sat, computer o the table in front of her. &amp;nbsp;other peoples fingers tap at the key in front of them createing a rythem with vary few pauses. she has nothing on her mind just the thought of him. he has no clue that she even exists but she dosent care. she dose not talk to him, but shes has a g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1777958/</link>
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			<title>he fell silent</title>
			<description>he fell silentnothing matteredhes gotten used to the yellingeveryone dose ithe walks away, head down, eyes roaminghe stares at everything yet nothinghe empty&amp;nbsp;he wish she knew&amp;nbsp;shes the only thing keeping him hereher smile so bright and timidher eyes so alive but yet dullhe wish he knew how ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1777953/</link>
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			<title>he writes</title>
			<description>he writes with his life&amp;nbsp;everything he dose&amp;nbsp;matters nothing to the worldbut when he writes he is the world&amp;nbsp;uses all he knows&amp;nbsp;all he seesto createa master picebut no one will knowno one will seehe hides it all&amp;nbsp;its his life&amp;nbsp;not theirshe had enought of these chains enprisin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1777945/</link>
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			<title>he feels nothing but everything</title>
			<description>ignores the world </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1777636/</link>
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			<title>a game</title>
			<description>spends all his money&amp;nbsp;on a new gaming headsethis friends thnk hes finebut they dont know why&amp;nbsp;he acctualy plays the gamehe plays cause his only&amp;nbsp;true friends arehours apon hours awaythey have a understanding&amp;nbsp;of him on one else ever willthey say hes that gamming boybut he just playsb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1754028/</link>
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			<title>not just a game</title>
			<description>hes frozen in timeon way to movehes stuck in this placetime and space&amp;nbsp;void of change&amp;nbsp;hes floating throught life&amp;nbsp;void of emotionshis only release are the games he plays &amp;nbsp;the violence and mind playtakes away fromthe emptinesshes felling</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1754026/</link>
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			<title>people change</title>
			<description>people change&amp;nbsp;a person from long long agountrue&amp;nbsp;people change and never go backthey put on faces&amp;nbsp;masking their true identyon on truly knows a personno matter how long&amp;nbsp;you have been youeven you dont know&amp;nbsp;your own person unless&amp;nbsp;you accept changeaccept your own change&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1754024/</link>
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			<title>a stare</title>
			<description>one stare		one glance					just a few secondswith on pattern										but i seeand i dont know							what to do				should i ask													or&amp;nbsp;just wait something to happen		&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;will something happen									why do you stare		is it the hair												the dark clothes						i am h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1754023/</link>
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			<title>death and the dark</title>
			<description>death is unedivableall was born to dieyet we fear itbut what is death reallydeath is the unknownwe fear the dark&amp;nbsp;but it is really&amp;nbsp;the dark we fearor is it the unknownwe say it is rational to fear the death&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but it irational to fear the dark&amp;nbsp;but yet they are the same&amp;nbsp;the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1754020/</link>
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			<title>he hurts me without meaning to</title>
			<description>this is how i feel i cant say it in words but i can write it for you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1751087/</link>
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			<title>number-numbers</title>
			<description>its funny how your whole life&amp;nbsp;can be simplysummed up in to a litlle dasha whole life oflaughts and smilesa whole life&amp;nbsp;compressed into a little dash in between two numberspeople look at lines and dashes all the timebut its different&amp;nbsp;centered on a massive grey stonestones apon sonesthey..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1748674/</link>
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			<title>a secret life</title>
			<description>a secret lifethey say your quite&amp;nbsp;but they dont knowthey say your odd&amp;nbsp;but what do they knowthey never stay&amp;nbsp;they dont knowhoe could they&amp;nbsp;they dont know anythingno one stays so no one knowsa whole life could be a secretbut no one thinks so</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1748662/</link>
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			<title>attached</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1745702/</link>
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			<title>a girl</title>
			<description>a girl&amp;nbsp;see puts a smile on her face&amp;nbsp;they call her a foolbut can you really be a foolwhen you put on a fake smile eveyone belivesa group&amp;nbsp;they stare and laugh at the one girlshe sits by her self&amp;nbsp;and no one cares&amp;nbsp;a life&amp;nbsp;she lives a life were no one loves heralife were no o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1745561/</link>
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			<title>broken</title>
			<description>idk i guesse its a story of meh life tbh im just boared</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1745558/</link>
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			<title>brused</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1745080/</link>
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			<title>beaten</title>
			<description>Bruised and beaten&amp;nbsp;She hurts inside and outSmile put in place&amp;nbsp;But it hurts to breath&amp;nbsp;Holding her breath until she burstsShe gave all she had and got brokenShe looks for help within&amp;nbsp;But she is long gone&amp;nbsp;And has been for a while&amp;nbsp;She is lost within her own being&amp;nbsp;She f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1726095/</link>
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			<title>Dark Dark Death</title>
			<description>Dark Dark DeathI see youihear youI'mtrying to come but they stop meTheyfreeze meI try so hard to brake&amp;nbsp;The iceI'm in nowI'll melt it from theinside outStabe me with thatSilver knife&amp;nbsp;NOW i,m&amp;nbsp;FREE</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1493190/</link>
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			<title>I see</title>
			<description>I see who you arebut i also seeWho -you-AREIknow the liei see theliethe lie youputover others opionsyoulie, and hide andnever tell them whats onYOURmind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1480255/</link>
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			<title>I'D RATHER</title>
			<description>Imay fly with angels&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbsp;I'd ratherRun with deathI may sing with angels&amp;nbsp;ButI'd ratherScream with deathIMay walk the trail of peaceButI'd ratherDestroy the trail of peace forever</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1479998/</link>
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			<title>Death Potion</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1479995/</link>
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			<title>endless piles</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkpromise/1472848/</link>
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