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		<description>The original writings of author Mara </description>
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			<title>Please Don't Leave Pt 1</title>
			<description>I keep her locked up inside,where no-one can see.Not even the man,who tries to &quot;rescue&quot; her from me.Unconsciously she waits,for her lover to appear.It's&amp;nbsp;unfortunate&amp;nbsp;for her though,for I AM HERE.She waits FOR HER lover,to love her ENDLESSLY.I sigh as she cries,WILL she never stop?ALWAYS she..</description>
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			<title>It Rages On</title>
			<description>	I carefully applied my make-up around my mask. Humans are such filthy creatures,&amp;nbsp;more so&amp;nbsp;than pigs, or dogs. The Humans' stench gets everywhere. It's why I wear a mask, to filter their germs. I slowly pulled my black leather gloves on, and proceeded to buckle my overcoat. I have to wear t..</description>
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			<title>The Sitting Disease </title>
			<description>I hate people. They are a disease that we should annihilate. No one should ever have to live long enough to see a Human. They should all die. And I'll be the one to kill them...
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			<title>My Fantasy</title>
			<description>Fleeting light,here then gone,in this dungeon,from Dusk&amp;nbsp;til Dawn.You will scream,for my delight.You will run,from my spite.The Dark is here,he will lead,the way to doom,where you will bleed.No one will try,to find you here.'Cause if they do,they will all die, My Dear.Velvet ropes,caress your wr..</description>
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			<title>Masters</title>
			<description>The dark walls,towering over smiling,dead men.I'm smiling with them,leaning over the,captured prey.My toys,cower in fear.I tie them up,I can force them,to do anything,that I wish,without a doubt.The three men kiss,lie with each other,play with each other,on my whim.They are under my,rule, command.Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Persephone9494/684172/</link>
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			<title>The First Day</title>
			<description>2:35pm. I ran to the school gates. Itoshii, my Human, had convinced me to let him enter school. The sun was high</description>
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			<title>Cataleen's Travels</title>
			<description>Sometimes to help people, you have to leave.</description>
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			<title>Burn</title>
			<description>Hurrr</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Persephone9494/668506/</link>
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			<title>That Woman I Met, With Dark Intentions</title>
			<description>The night was old,in the early morn'.There she stood,appearing forlorn.She stood there a while.With a painted smile,upon her lips.As she turned to face,me as I stood in my place.The moon reflected,lustrous light.Her hair was flaxen.&amp;nbsp;Her eyes cerulean,with a dust of ashen.Her dress garnished gre..</description>
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			<title>Hero of the End</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Panic. Who knew how the world would react to the end of itself? Who knew that the last time you fought with your spouse, would be the last time you spoke with each other at all? Who knew that 2012 would actually be the end? Maybe not by God, but by us, or by nature. Who knew that people..</description>
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			<title>Her Majesty of the World</title>
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			<title>The Angel We Know</title>
			<description>Started  out as a dream like 3 years ago</description>
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			<title>No one cares</title>
			<description>Vencentio Demyan</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>A teenaged boy seeks revenge, after finding his lover dead.</description>
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			<title>Pisses Me Off</title>
			<description>What pisses me off the most,is when I'm sweet,and he doesn't deserve it andI try my best to NOT stab,his c**k with my spork fromthe lunch line.What pisses me of the most,is when I try to be nice.I really do! And he yells in my face, and says,&quot;no-one ever f*****g listens!!&quot; and I try my best not to c..</description>
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