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			<title>The Return Of Kings</title>
			<description>As I arrive upon the scene, remembrance begins to flow through. Vivid images of a forbidden passion that fell through. Wondering if she's still writing on here my cells loose and I'm searching for my memories that I've let prove. Prove what? Prove of the blaspheme, actively passive aggressive apathy..</description>
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			<title>im about to vent.</title>
			<description>Nobodies safe.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroMercy/1518549/</link>
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			<title>A Devils Love</title>
			<description>Is it acceptable to be the God of your own he'll? Trapped in smoldering ashCloaked in never-ending misery....Used to the pain you survive and the burns slowly go awayJust for your rotted flesh to healAnd then with a instance of relief there is the painThe searing instaring flameBeing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroMercy/1500091/</link>
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			<title>Gasp...</title>
			<description>Breathe...Please</description>
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