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			<title>Pressure</title>
			<description>Pressure isentirelyoverwhelming.The constant pain of everyone watchingexpectingwantingeverything from you.All I do is trywork hardimprove110% everyday.Until i breakuntil I falluntil I failuntil I can&amp;rsquo;t do anymore.Never good enoughnever proudnever brave enough never doing enough.What&amp;rsquo;s th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1669271/</link>
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			<title>Just Paint A Smile</title>
			<description>Just paint a smile&amp;nbsp;I always sayDon't show the painOr they won't go away.Just paint a smileAnd pretend to laughAct like words don't hurt&amp;nbsp;And jokes don't last.Just paint a smileAnd pretend not to careAbout all the liesAnd hurtful names.Just paint a smileAnd lie awakeSleep aloneAnd feel like ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1660784/</link>
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			<title>Vent</title>
			<description>I need to ventto clear my headthese voices insideare stripping me dead.He always says to gobut then says stopyou can do thisbut you need to do that.I'm sorry I'm not perfectthat I'm one of a kindthat I cut my hairand live in a different time.I'm sorry I'm gaythat I'll never love a guythat I'm going ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1650593/</link>
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			<title>Poetry</title>
			<description>The words I writeAre from my darkest thoughtsThey are the feelings that growAnd refuse to rot.They are my deepest wantsAnd my darkest desiresMy private needsAnd what my hatred devours.They haunt me at nightAnd stalk me by dayThey follow me homeEven on the brightest of days.They are my hidden monster..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1627145/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>There is this girl I knowwho makes my words flow.She never lets them stay insidefore they are not allowed to hide.Her touch makes my fingers tingleand my sensational words start to mingle.My hands, they glideto each of her sides.My lips, they hitthis sensational kiss.My arms, they makea much needed ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1627141/</link>
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			<title>Groundation</title>
			<description>Sitting is torture.Confined movementUnable to runTo be free.Why?&amp;nbsp;Is what you askThe helpless soulSitting Alone.For the very reasonThat she madeA mistakeHer first mistake.Therefore, she shall sitAnd readUntil light is goneThen watch&amp;nbsp;TV.The uneasinessWithin her bodyIs almost unbearableAnd ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1513044/</link>
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			<title>Human </title>
			<description>I can't stand it when I hurt herEven if I'm mad.But right now I don't know what's wrongand it makes me really sad.I don't mean to push her awayOr sound very short.I'm just afraid of knowingThat I can actually be hurt.You destroy my gleaming towersWith the simplest touch.And drop me to my kneesWith t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1504048/</link>
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			<title>Ghost</title>
			<description>I have no idea where this came from...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1489072/</link>
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			<title>Poetry Girl</title>
			<description>My girlfriend wrote me this after reading two of my poems. She's the reason I write. She gave me back my words.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1488189/</link>
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			<title>Hopeless </title>
			<description>Life pains...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1488176/</link>
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			<title>Bad Guy</title>
			<description>Life Pains...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1488174/</link>
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			<title>Dynamite</title>
			<description>Life pains...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1488173/</link>
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			<title>Deadly Words</title>
			<description>Life Pains...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZzKasszZ/1488170/</link>
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			<title>Why Are You With Me?</title>
			<description>Life pains...</description>
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