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		<description>The original writings of author Ashinna</description>
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			<title>G</title>
			<description>It's been a long time since I have written anything. My last entry was when I was 16.
Im  a bit rusty... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/1425004/</link>
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			<title>Journal</title>
			<description>It's days like these where I feel I can't speak about muchI have so much to say.. but words are so limitedI wish that words could mean more&amp;nbsp;Not just a combination of letters that tells people what you feelI want it to make you feelInside I'm falling apart yet at the same time I'm being put back..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/689038/</link>
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			<title>trust me not</title>
			<description>How could a single person make me so furious and hurt. When I saw him I felt my hear break and fill with rage simataneously. I wanted to punch my locker. I felt like crying, casting out the down pour. I HATED HIM. With every inch of my soul,body, and mind I was disgusted with this poor creation of a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/613908/</link>
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			<title>Iniquity (unfinished)</title>
			<description>The way he sat looked so tense. Toes tipped on the floor, knees pushed up. He held his pencil too tight, making his fingers turn a pinkish color. Most of the time he had his head down, writing, reading, working. Every once in a while he'd lay a hand on top his head, which was fitted with a green cap..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/613901/</link>
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			<title>fucked up.</title>
			<description>I'm drunk on sorrowHigh on depressionStaggering around cause my fears are weighing me downI'm tearing my insides out as if i were on methMy eyes are bloodshot redJust like the inferno that burns horribly inside me&amp;nbsp;Tell me what it is that makes me so imperfectWhy am I such a gory..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/613875/</link>
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			<title>White flag </title>
			<description>Take a deep breath.Order your joyful memories to fade.Tell your dreams goodbye.Leave noSpaceforHappiness.&amp;nbsp;Take all you've ever had,put them in the cold&amp;amp;make them freeze toDEATH!&amp;nbsp;Emptying your mind...Freeing the good in you.Breaking through your barriers...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/613873/</link>
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			<title>Crash and Burn.</title>
			<description>I'm Stuck.Angry.Confused.Frustrated.&amp;nbsp;I throw myself at big brick walls,Hoping to knock some sense into myself.It never works, yet i still do it,I've fallen in love with the numbness.I feel nothing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I love it. . . 'Cause when you feel nothing you don't have to de..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/613861/</link>
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			<title>You.are.So.Selfish.</title>
			<description>You left me here.So I danced in the rain.Such a sad, sad song was playing.I could feel the tears streaming down my face.My arms are stretched out wide, waiting for you to come replace the empty space.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh how i miss youu. &amp;nbsp;I didn't get a chance to say goodbye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/613755/</link>
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			<title>your face is the light at the end of the tunnel</title>
			<description>I used to sing sad songsIn cold rooms.Frozen FingersAnd Lifeless Eyes.Attempted to smile, but it felt fake. Not a single sound of happiness i could makeFor so long I'd thought my soul was inconsolableI'd been drowning in this pain.Searching for help, wishing for some hope.Sinking, deeper... and deep..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/612814/</link>
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			<title>Hidden beyond the depths of sadness</title>
			<description>I close my eyesTrying to forget every picture,every memory,Just.... Everything.Sitting in the cold, each blast of wind pierces my skin.so black, so terrifying.Please just let me escape.Give me the strength to stop throwing myself at these horrid walls&amp;nbsp;Stinging so perfectEver..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/602720/</link>
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			<title>A place among the stars</title>
			<description>You ever see the sun setpurple skies and the drowning starshanging on by a tiny threadbut you fall into the milky waySwishing back and forth in the mouth of the universeA shooting star crashes pastYou feel the blast but stay so calmFlipping through the weightless&amp;nbsp;Tumbling upon nothing&amp;nbsp;Thin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/600627/</link>
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			<title>asdz</title>
			<description>I tried to paint a picture in your mindBut the colors I had wouldn't fit quite right</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/600601/</link>
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			<title>untitled.</title>
			<description>The songs of the world will play againEvery night won't be the sameBut the stars that scatter across the sky,will be as they've always beenHung in a stance too enchanting to move.Free as a birdhigh in the skyThere's nothing to stop the beauty escaping youA ray of happiness flings ever which wayGlide..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/600592/</link>
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			<title>....</title>
			<description>Odd as it wasI still admired it altogetherBright like Lightening&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; as dark as midnightStaggering like a flower in the breezeUnlike anything I've ever seen.Sprinkling a little bit of hope in each heartSmiling upon all those in need</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/600586/</link>
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			<title>Honestly.. I don't know</title>
			<description>this and that.
Yup</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/600580/</link>
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			<title>Words. . . What else?</title>
			<description>Random, Clash bang...result? this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/599384/</link>
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			<title>Running into dark walls.</title>
			<description>As things blow upand become something of a much bigger stateI quietly start to cryForgetting how to speak in that momentI lose track of what i really wantThe words that leave your mouthBoth sting and please meYou say you are speaking the truth&amp;nbsp;I feel trapped and unsure what to believeYou call m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/599380/</link>
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			<title>blah blah blah</title>
			<description>I once spoke a little too loudsaid a little too muchJumped a little too high,Ran a little too fast.I've said things I didn't mean.Acted in ways that we're a little strangeOut of all the events that have happened.I would not ever change.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/596651/</link>
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			<title>A single light.</title>
			<description>There were times I spent aloneHoled up in a single roomLooking out that same window.Hoping for more.I kept my dreams in a box that I hid under my bedWaiting for a better time where I can bring them out again.I was weak, back broken from holding the world.The bottle inside me was overflowing,No more ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/595839/</link>
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			<title>Gone.</title>
			<description>I had to rewrite it from memory,
its not the same from what i had before..
But whatever.
i hate technology, its gives you a hand then f***s you over..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/595837/</link>
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			<title>Inevitable</title>
			<description>blah.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ashinna-Rai/595836/</link>
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