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			<title>Suicide Romance</title>
			<description>Every drop of blood you take fromherFrom the wrists you slit, to thepills she swallowedYes, you did this to her as shefalls,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./799151/</link>
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			<title>Oh! The Pleasure</title>
			<description>Oh the moans. Of pleasure, escape, and utter enjoyment.The only way you can relieve your pain.F*****g w***e!It screams in her head, the truth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Theshame.Oh no, she doesn&amp;rsquo;t want to be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./799149/</link>
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			<title>I Miss You</title>
			<description>I miss you.In the morning,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When Iopen my eyes I hope to see yours.Tossing blankets carelessly aside,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; W..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./799147/</link>
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			<title>Only a Dream</title>
			<description>I lay here at night with your arms around my waist.Your fingers laced through mine, Our legs entangled. It&amp;rsquo;s been two hours since sleep took ahold of you, yet yourtongue I still can taste.Your touch lingers,I&amp;rsquo;m in a dream. I&amp;rsquo;m in a dream where my life gets..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./799144/</link>
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			<title>The Worst Fear</title>
			<description>I hear your voice soft in my ear.I see your eyes plead with me to stay.You hold my hand, a tear escapes.A stone wall built of sorrows, false hope, and fear.My guard is crumbling, my fear remains.I hold you in desperation, or is it fate?Is the fire in my veins when you touch m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./798293/</link>
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			<title>the other side</title>
			<description>The pain is far from bearable, and her heart so unstable.The tears come down like rain from clouds.The fire in her mind sets a burning to her soul.The walls she built so high now tumble to below.Anger, sadness, and self hate fill her well as she falls deeper. deeper.drowning in the sorrow of her own..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./651618/</link>
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			<title>These last words.</title>
			<description>These last words. These last thoughts.Scribbled on paper,to ease my mind.Our last kiss, our last hug,your bewitching touch,all left behind.You said goodbye, a tear fellI watched you walk away..My last sight, my last viewof your amazing presencejust your back to my face..These last words, these last ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./651612/</link>
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			<title>Imperfect Me</title>
			<description>When i look in the mirror i see fault,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Imperfection.When i look at you i see beauty,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Strength.When you look at her you see stability,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Protection.She looks at you, i look in you.She holds you, i squeeze you.When i look in your ey..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./651605/</link>
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			<title>Symphony of Love</title>
			<description>Yet another about the girl who i loved.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mia./651602/</link>
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			<title>The Sound of Your Voice</title>
			<description>The sorrow, the agony, the dreadful aching. of the body, in the mind, running through my pumping veins.You seize my mind, my heart, my soul.Words left unsaid course my mind until sleep is lost.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To never find its way home.Through glazed eyes and a delusional mind y..</description>
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