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			<title>Played</title>
			<description>Lovers that lie.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/623260/</link>
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			<title>what am I to do</title>
			<description>It just stopped.and what was I to do?I know no me in this vast space that survives without a you.so how I to execute?how am&amp;nbsp;I to breathe?my first breath was from sight of yours.so&amp;nbsp;I have no words to seethe.so how am&amp;nbsp;I to love some more.how am&amp;nbsp;I to talk.my only passion to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/622277/</link>
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			<title>Sarcasm</title>
			<description>Recollect i'm someone you gave a damn about please!Open your eyes just the tiniest wide and you'll see me on my knees.i'm not praying i'm imploring that my existance exists.i'm not crying i'm just watering my eyes a little bit.i'm not breaking i'm just picking myself up as i fall,and there's no wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/622235/</link>
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			<title>Do what you must</title>
			<description>DRAG IT OUT OF ME WHY DON'T YOUthe things&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;don't want to&amp;nbsp;sayand my clearly clutched cliche I've conveyedthere's no delay on your display of my decayso don't procrastinate with foul play and hooraysjust finish me off here in now and todayand while few may choose to ascertain..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621616/</link>
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			<title>How to love</title>
			<description>love me loud &amp;amp;&amp;amp;proudand in the street at lightlove me with no fingers crossedand all promises kept tightlove me with that things that beatswithin in your fragile boneslove me when i am with youand whenever you're alonelove me when your friends do notand they've told you i'm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621614/</link>
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			<title>I can not</title>
			<description>This poem is trying to relay a message of will power.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621610/</link>
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			<title>Give him back!</title>
			<description>Give him back! is about having something stolen from you, anything the reader can relate to, and feeling the pain of it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621608/</link>
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			<title>Ability</title>
			<description>I've titled this abilitybecause i love the wordi've written the words i've written so farin hopes that i'll be heardand i've smudged my glasses numerous times so all bad things are blurredi've the ability to gain it all but i've seemed to misplace most thingslike clothes and money and friends that c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621604/</link>
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			<title>God for a day</title>
			<description>This poem is about feeling as if you're god, or wishing you were.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621601/</link>
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			<title>Teenage love can ruin you if you let it</title>
			<description>This poem will hopefully be easy for the youth of today to relate to. It's simply about what the title say's, teenage love, and the down side of it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621598/</link>
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			<title>Discontinue</title>
			<description>give it upa nobody they knowlay your weapons down&amp;amp;&amp;amp;let the scars of embarassment showattempts at flyingwill fail you faststay groundedand you won&amp;rsquo;t get what you askedbut atleast you&amp;rsquo;ll lastand be present in past</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621595/</link>
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			<title>Sex</title>
			<description>This poem is not just about sex, it's about rape. I hope everyone who reads it understands how i was portraying it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dawsondesaree/621591/</link>
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