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			<title>Relapse</title>
			<description>s**t happens, f**k it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/885140/</link>
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			<title>Addiction</title>
			<description>It's a rough journey, my friends.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/828084/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Just a short little ditty about my life in college</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/812740/</link>
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			<title>A Conversation With Mary Jane</title>
			<description>Another night that lacks sobrietyA rebel smokes away societySpinning in her holy highThe life she leads is glorifiedHer normal life becomes a dreamBy influxes of THCHer mind breaks free, she comes to gripsBy every marijuana tripLet the wind come fly your kiteAnd go for journeys ever nightThat huff o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/809516/</link>
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			<title>Roses and Cigarettes.</title>
			<description>Roses are red,Violets are blue,Cigarettes are cool,And so are you.Smoke one with me!You're cute when you takeA drag off of mineAnd blow smoke in my face.You hold my handAs we sit down and breathCancer into our lungs.That sweet nicotine.It's sweet like youAnd the cute things you say.I could honestly ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/802136/</link>
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			<title>H.</title>
			<description>This life.This life is something.Something beautiful.For me, this life is love.Strength.&amp;nbsp; Pain.When I walk down the streetI always wonderWhat everyone is thinking about me.Who is this girl?What is her story?But take a step back.Smiles hide everything.Because this girl has a problem.It begins in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/798598/</link>
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			<title>The Battle</title>
			<description>A constant struggle I face</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/794945/</link>
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			<title>The Little Brown House on the Hill</title>
			<description>A night out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/697959/</link>
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			<title>Happy</title>
			<description>A song about growing up and realizing you can be content with the little things</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/647510/</link>
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			<title>Sorry</title>
			<description>This is about having a double life - friends who are good, and friends who you indulge with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/641211/</link>
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			<title>Work</title>
			<description>This is how I've been feeling lately</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/630861/</link>
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			<title>Newport</title>
			<description>This is an old one I unearthed, it's about smoking my first cigarette when I was 15</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/629241/</link>
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			<title>Parnel Avenue</title>
			<description>When hope is gone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/626826/</link>
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			<title>J.R.</title>
			<description>This poem is about a friends-with-benefits relationship between a guy and a girl.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/620721/</link>
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			<title>Baby</title>
			<description>Baby, sit alone in the corner or your bedAnd stare out the window with your tear-stained eyesThink about nothing and everything at the same timeRemember yourself and what's youTrace the scars along your hipsWhere you silenced your pain with the slash of a knifeGaze the outline of the words inked ont..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/620413/</link>
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			<title>Agony</title>
			<description>I've been looking for answers I know I can't findI've got my finger on the trigger and the trigger on my mindAll the knowledge in the world will never help me understandYet I fall to my knees with blood on my handsMy veins are ripped wide open as I give myself to youI bleed to fight the pain of ever..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/607734/</link>
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			<title>It's Only You</title>
			<description>Every day that summer was like the best day of my life. Everything was a new experience, a new feeling, a new rush. I would never forget those days, when the only thing that mattered was love and music and happiness. Being alive was never so easy and it was all thanks to him.--- We met on th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/607722/</link>
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			<title>Camry</title>
			<description>It was a beat-up little car. The left mirror was cracked. The back windshield wipers didn't work. The seats were worn beyond recognition. There was a small dent in the passenger door and a few more in the back bumper. But this beat-up, scratched car meant everything to him.Jack met the love ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/607720/</link>
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			<title>It's A Love Story</title>
			<description>A story fit to the song &quot;Love Story&quot; by Taylor Swift.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AreWeBothCrazy/607718/</link>
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