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			<title>Rooftops</title>
			<description>I'm sitting up on the rooftop,can't hear a single sound.Up here so high abovethe ever so distant ground.I wanna bay at the moonlike a lone, lovestruck hound.</description>
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			<title>Sincerely Yours</title>
			<description>Written about my old childhood friend, and our failed friendship. I wish I could show her the pain she caused me. I know she could care less, but it would be closure enough for me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SuicideSquadGirl/1836098/</link>
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			<title>Yesterday Was Just A Little Too Much For Me</title>
			<description>Yesterday was a little too much for me,I could hardly get through the day, honestly.As difficult as it has been the last 9 years,was worse yesterday trying to hold back the tears.It's the day after Mother's Day, yet I feel the sameyou know, for many years I took all of the blame.I used to think that..</description>
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			<title>It's Mother's Day, Tomorrow</title>
			<description>It's Mother's Day tomorrow, Momwhere do I even begin?We've not had a good one in 9 long yearsI wish there was a way I could make it up to you.I haven't wanted to celebrate it at allHaven't seen the need to, to be honest.Well, I mean, I still sort of dofor my grandmas and my stepmom, too.For you, tho..</description>
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			<title>Heavenly Sorrow</title>
			<description>On lonely, rainy days like theseI sit on my porch and look outwatching the raindrops fallingwishing you were here with me.I wanna dance in the pouring raindrenched with the tears of heavenwith a smile as big as the moondancing out in the rain with you.No longer would you see my painthe rain would ma..</description>
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			<title>Smile For A While</title>
			<description>Sometimes I just have to put on a smilewhen I haven't felt like doing it in a while.It's not something I have to force myself to do,whenever I'm near or standing right next to you.One moment with you is better than two without,when I'm with you my thoughts begin to cloud.I can always just be myself ..</description>
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			<title>3rd Degree Burns</title>
			<description>For a moment in time the music soothesbut it can not hide this emotional bruise.I try to write about how I'm feelingbut from my mouth artists are stealing.These songs have a strong effect on me,close to the heart like burns of a 3rd degree.Lyrics stuck like super glue in my mindthe musical beat sync..</description>
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			<title>From the Start</title>
			<description>You can't expect me to just look the other waypretending to not notice whats comin' in the doorway.I kicked that son-of-a-b***h out in the first placeso why is it back in here and all up in my face?I could have sworn I left all that bullshit behindbut yet here it stands and so easy for me to find.My..</description>
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			<title>Real Eyes, Realize, Real Lies</title>
			<description>You think of me heartlessyou think of me cruelbut please tell mewhat the f**k I'm to do.When I am aroundit's like I'm not even thereSo now that I've gonewhy do you suddenly care?I'm tired of the bullshitI'm tired of the liesBreaking up with youis what got you to realize.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SuicideSquadGirl/1752319/</link>
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			<title>Feeling a Little Selfish</title>
			<description>You used to tell me I was the greatest person you knew..You'd tell me I was the least selfish of them all, to you.Well, there's something that I need to get off my mind..I'm feeling a little selfish and am in need to unwind.You're gone now, and there's no one else to convince me..convince me that I'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SuicideSquadGirl/1729924/</link>
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			<title>Just A Game to Be Played</title>
			<description>You know just how to play meLike a game of chess,Checkmate!My heart never gets a rest.I thought you were gone for goodBut now you're back again,Playing with my sensitive heartI won't allow you to win.I've got someone new nowAnd he's here to stay,But you keep messing with my heartCan't you just go aw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SuicideSquadGirl/1600157/</link>
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			<title>When I Return</title>
			<description>I just need time to thinktime to healfrom this invisible painthis pain that's killing meI don't know how it beganbut I know it's not leaving soonI've been through this before..this dark pit that I'm inwon't be easy to climb out ofyou can TRY to helpbut it's no useI'm goneand there's no telling when ..</description>
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