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		<description>The original writings of author Goodbyeguilt</description>
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			<title>Your Night</title>
			<description>I hope they'll see. :D </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/647016/</link>
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			<title>Book my Face</title>
			<description>I'll delete the account, of friends I've never met, I won't bat an eyelid, on that you can bet.No more predictive quizzes, of which pop star or when, or which c**t from school, I'll delete them and then.You see this thing is bigger thanme or you it's bigger by far, don't give a f**k who's shagging w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/647013/</link>
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			<title>Got a light?</title>
			<description>I like f**s and the little gits LOVE me!!! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/642805/</link>
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			<title>XXL</title>
			<description>Fat isn't sin &gt;:}</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/313638/</link>
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			<title>Boogeyman</title>
			<description>Childish nightmares.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311182/</link>
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			<title>Who Disturbs My Slumber?</title>
			<description>Insomnia, grr. I stayed up for 48 hours, was slightly annoyed and then wrote this &amp;gt;:}</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311181/</link>
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			<title>Grab It</title>
			<description>Despite what the title says it's about depression.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311179/</link>
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			<title>Excuse My French</title>
			<description>Make of it what you will.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311175/</link>
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			<title>Fat Fighters</title>
			<description>I know there are millions of people who feel like this. Join the club.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311172/</link>
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			<title>A New Day Has Come</title>
			<description>This poem smacks of sarcasm, I really like it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311169/</link>
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			<title>Watch Your Mouth</title>
			<description>I absolutely love this one, (ego much?) The last line always cracks me up. I think I began to forget how mouthy I can be. Enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311168/</link>
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			<title>My Inner Child</title>
			<description>This is alot gentler, alot nicer. I don't write like this very often.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/311163/</link>
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			<title>I'm a Sweet Little Lady</title>
			<description>[color=red]A widow am I. sad and forlorn. My late husbands passing, forever i'll mourn.(I found him bedding, the w***e next door, So I shot him with my uzi, he's now under the floor).I play bingo with Mavis, once a week, Blue rinses and hair nets, mild and meek. (Mavis hid my dentures,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GoodByeGuilt/310769/</link>
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			<title>Spider Spider</title>
			<description>[color=darkblue]Spider SpiderSpider Spider on my wall, What is the glue that stops your fall? I wait all day for your demise, I don't see why you are so despised. People are convinced of your wrath, whilst others scream, I merely laugh. Your little body, black and small; I watch ..</description>
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