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		<description>The original writings of author Fading-to-Gray</description>
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			<title>A narritive of my mind</title>
			<description>on those days, when my thoughts just start going crazy, this is what its like to live inside my head.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1808597/</link>
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			<title>Monsters</title>
			<description>I believe in monsters, i do, Most people would call me crazy But i could describe them to you, Theres the dark wiry one, He has claws for handsHis bones are made of iron, his scrawny figure impossibly heavyHe walks hunched over, crushed by his own weightHe's the one that stomped back and forth Besid..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1794883/</link>
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			<title>Nightmares</title>
			<description>I had a dream last night that you left meYou just walked up one day said you're everything I'll never needYou asked me girl please wait to cryAs you turned and walked right out my life.I had a dream last night I lost my mindTook all my memories and threw them to the fireThe smoke it ro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1790025/</link>
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			<title>The Theory Of Love</title>
			<description>It always fascinated me, the idea of it. What was it, this thing that we all strive for, go crazy for.What is love that it would be willing die for, give up your life for. how does it work.what makes someone's heart leap with joy at the sight of one face day after day after day, for years, and why i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1789111/</link>
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			<title>I see you</title>
			<description>I see youBare your soul to me once moreLeave nothing out this timeSpill the secrets your eyes already gave awaySo you will have not a doubt I know them.Rest assured that I know youI will not deny you your scarsAnd I cannot erase your mistakesAnymore than I can my ownI see you.Don..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1788713/</link>
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			<title>Butterfly Kiss</title>
			<description>i wrote this when i was 13 based off a dream i had.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1788320/</link>
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			<title>Honesty</title>
			<description>If i could be honest with youIf i could open up and let you see meI would lay down my masksMy smile would fade and my armor would fallIf i could only give up my charadeI'm afraid of anyone seeing who i am at the coreAny laughter and brightness would fadeThe light would leave my eyesMy good faith is ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1787826/</link>
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			<title>Two Trees</title>
			<description>I saw two treesGrowing so close their trunks had fused togetherI thought the roots must be hopelessly intertwinedBranches sprawling, they were strong and beautiful together.Years later i passed those same two treesTo find them laying upturnedOne bare of leaves,The other still green.And I understood.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1787420/</link>
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			<title>The Way I Miss You</title>
			<description>Hurry back to me please</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1784936/</link>
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			<title>To Surrender My Walls</title>
			<description>I hope you'll look at me as i amSo far from perfect where i standI promise i'm tryingBut theres still those daysWhen all my ghosts will rattle their cagesSo forgive me if i'm a bit gun shyIts just i've felt the bitter bite of that bullet one to many timesI fake it well but i think you're starting to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1784197/</link>
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			<title>made of chaos</title>
			<description>I myself am made entirely of chaosAnd I've got an ugly side about a mile wideHiding right behind everyone's preconceived ideas of meI'm a hypocrite craving honestyWhen honestly i'm to scared to let anyone See me for who I amAnd I find I've forgotten how to speakSo my words just build u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1773720/</link>
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			<title>to you, finally.</title>
			<description>Like the sun outlining the frame of the trees on the mountain top, your hands draw patterns on the skin of my back, With your face pressed up against mine and your breath in my ear, I've never felt more lost in you, as your hands dip and swirl up and down my stomach I find i'm afraid of the quiet ho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1755393/</link>
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			<title>Sing Me To Sleep</title>
			<description>Four years ago today, the light fled from his face.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1719300/</link>
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			<title>what its like to remember you</title>
			<description>I can see it in my eyesThat exhaustion found a home inside of meCarved out a hole and burrowed inIt creeps up my shoulders and wraps around my neckI think this ache in my bodyIs the memories of youTrying stubbornly to stay in a skin they no longer belong inYour ghosts are buried in my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1713738/</link>
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			<title>to tell you.</title>
			<description>I want to write in a way that is brutally honestI want to scribble down my fears I want to tell you about my monsters The ones i used to imagine in my room And the ones i've found inside of me I want to tell you whats its like to regret something you haven't done yetI want to spill out..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1706567/</link>
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			<title>What I wish you knew</title>
			<description>curled in the blanketshiding herself from the worldshe was only seven years oldalready her heart was far to heavywith things she'd yet to understandher big sister was crying in her bedtold her not to listen to the words he'd saidbut still his voice rang in her earsand the sadness on her sisters face..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1699711/</link>
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			<title>Without You</title>
			<description>You demanded to be let inYou would never settle for lessThan everythingYou dug throughMy tattered heartTo find the only pieceWithout marksYou whispered quietlyYou calmed my soulHeld me togetherThrough the coldThen without a thoughtNot a single careYou destroyed everyt..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1678251/</link>
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			<title>3am</title>
			<description>just a late night wondering.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1663277/</link>
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			<title>The Story of my Best Friend.</title>
			<description>this is an older one, but I've got something to say, no it doesn't always rhyme, but its poetry all the same.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1662661/</link>
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			<title>Broken on her arms.</title>
			<description>So she wrote broken on her armsAnd across her chestLaid her weary headDown to restHis words still in her mindHis reflection in her eyesNo escapingWhen the ghost lives insideHis hands still owned her bodyHer lips still felt his sighThe empty space beside herSpoke of the goodbye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1662366/</link>
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			<title>Late Nights</title>
			<description>Just a short little, I guess poem? I wrote this summer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fadingtogray17/1661582/</link>
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