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			<title>And Police Came Knocking.</title>
			<description>A dimond bullet and gun made of gold, she was covered in blood, last seen in San Frinsisco.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/665479/</link>
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			<title>Teenagers.&lt;3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Parties, and broken hearts,Messing up in all the wrong parts.Screwing up and making plans,Daydreams of someday having fans.Smoking weed and having fun,The trouble has only just begun.A time to try,And a time to lie.Lies and hate,We all just rely on fate.Why should we care?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/654696/</link>
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			<title>Playing in the Rain.&lt;3</title>
			<description>Rain, rain,Never go away.Wash away my pain,Stay for the day.Dark clouds,Bright intentions,Clear the crowds.In the water, soft indentions.Dance in the street,Throw up your hands and spin around.Light on your feet,Become unwound.Laughter and smiles,Becaome a child again for a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/652911/</link>
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			<title>Waking Up From Sweet Nightmares.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She took a gasping breath as she seemed to emerge from the water. Only, she wasn't in the water anymore. Her hair was soaked and there was a sharp pain in her chest. The light she looked up onto was excrutiatingly bright; it seemed like hours that she stayed in that position ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/648499/</link>
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			<title>The Best Kind of High.</title>
			<description>Strange Promts-Prompt #17- Prompt #2</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/645171/</link>
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			<title>Disasterology.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Wake up,Get out of bed.Grab a cup,Pour my coffee.&amp;nbsp;Light my cigarette,This is my life.How could I forget?It goes on and on.&amp;nbsp;Time to get ready.Walk up to the mirror.Take a deep breath, feeling unsteady.&amp;nbsp;Smoke pours out of my red lips,Taking a long lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/636001/</link>
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			<title>Butterflies and Ashes.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Darkness. That's what always came first in these dreams. I couldn't breath, something was blocking&amp;nbsp;my airways. Water. It was black water, no matter how hard&amp;nbsp;I struggled,&amp;nbsp;I couldn't reach the surface.&amp;nbsp;I clawed and reached for what&amp;nbsp;I thought was up, the way out.&amp;nbsp;I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/634707/</link>
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			<title>Wishes, Dreams, and Secrets.</title>
			<description>These are multiple poems that I've written.&lt;3
Feast and enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/624248/</link>
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			<title>Roses Have Thorns.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; It was bliss. Rowan was in the ultimate exstasy, she was happy to be alive again. That was how much Jay ment to her. She had been in love with this boy for three years, and now, he was finally hers. He walked her from class to class, kissing her everytime he saw her and before he left her. Wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/622313/</link>
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			<title>The Starting Line.</title>
			<description>The first chapter of this book, hopfully, I will finnish this one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/619882/</link>
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			<title>Blades and Cigarettes.</title>
			<description>Addictions can be tough...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/619853/</link>
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			<title>Happiness is not always easy...</title>
			<description>I must be going crazy,I just know it. Things from here have been kind of hazy.Everyone said we would be the perfect fit.&amp;nbsp;But now they don't seem so happy...&amp;nbsp;I wish I could satisfy everyone,But I obviously can't.This relationship might be thin-strung,Like this world is o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/619466/</link>
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			<title>Her.&lt;3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I know everyone is entitled to their own oppionion, so I repect your religous veiws. In return, I ask that you respect mine. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Abouut seven years ago, my gradmother died. I didn't get to see her that often, but when I did, we always had so much fun. I adored her and she adored ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/611338/</link>
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			<title>Smile For Me.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Anger and agression. &amp;nbsp; Courses through our veins as we maerch. &amp;nbsp; March in an army,&amp;nbsp; We stand together,&amp;nbsp; Yet alone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You watch in disgust and pain,&amp;nbsp; You wouldn't understand,&amp;nbsp; You only sit and watch s we struggle.&amp;nbsp; Struggle to surv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FallenFate/611315/</link>
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