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			<title>Mollied</title>
			<description>Probation still got me locked downBut i guarentee that my b***h mollied outCall it outIf u need a drug&amp;nbsp;I can make a callFunny howAll these b*****s goneTill a homie pull his money outYeahThey gettin to the checkDont gimme no respect&amp;nbsp;b***h im gonna catch wreckLookin at me so hardthese suckas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/1279443/</link>
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			<title>Your Already Here</title>
			<description>If im going to hell when i die does that mean im staying here,To be tormented by these sleezy hoes and street thugs drinking beer?Because if hell is reincarnation than you just fell into my hands.Ill solve your drama problems and burn the gays with the Quran.This world is in for a little&amp;nbsp;surpri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/809821/</link>
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			<title>Nosedive</title>
			<description>I just dont care anymore what people think about me.You see the facts through your own eyes and still come back and doubt me.It makes me want to shout bloody prayers, and nosedive out of a f*****g plane.This s**t you force into my brain is slowly driving me insane.But dont give me no attention while..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/809813/</link>
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			<title>Tea Party</title>
			<description>Sitting at a Tea Party, S**t!, Lets make the party start!Let's deal a hand of devil poker, I play the three of hearts.The earth will part between our feet, spitting wicked flames.From social to a rave, it's anything but tame.Let's play a game of russian roulette with all the chambers loaded.You just..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804741/</link>
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			<title>Kiss</title>
			<description>Lips red like cherries, leaving a sting like acid rain.As their warm lips touch both are smothered with deep bloodstains.Stuck in eternal hearth dancing with their tongues.They swap a razor from mouth to mouth as blood seeps down their lungs.As they start to die at peace they glance into each other'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804739/</link>
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			<title>Faded Blue</title>
			<description>I ponder upon these feelings, always black but never blue.As I stand under the sky and I never see the hue.Lying next to polluted waters, my life urns to resign.Like a runner in a marathon that cannot reach the finish line.I've tried to amend my mind, but you cannot help what isn't there.Now it sits..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804738/</link>
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			<title>Bluebird's Revenge</title>
			<description>Graceful bird that lays her eggs.Without disease she spreads no plague.Soaring through the warm blue sky.Burst of blood, downward she dies.Barks of hounds from earth's deep hell.The redneck loads his shotgun shells.The dog's black teeth bite through her flesh.The bird's blue spawn poke from their ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804736/</link>
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			<title>The Devil</title>
			<description>I am waiting for the day when we all fall and die.So I can watch all these people that the heaven's deny.As they look up to the sky at the angels and ask &quot;Why?&quot;And find that the only cure for tears is to gouge out their eyes.So they say their last goodbye's as they're all cast to hell.Lawyers, Judge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804734/</link>
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			<title>Come To Me (Unfinished)</title>
			<description>The DevilBluebird's RevengeFaded BlueKissTea PartyNosediveYour Already HereFallen For YouSmall MindedCemetery RoomRum And SkatesKilling DovesLeave Your PastYou Breathe FlamesThese ThoughtsFlesh CradleYou Sicken MeThe Boy And The MimeRazorWristBag-Headed BitchTroll GangGood DayPoisoned BeautySour Rel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804338/</link>
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			<title>Come To Me </title>
			<description>Book of Poetry Written over a 3 Year Period. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/804336/</link>
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			<title>Give me Hell</title>
			<description>These people, their words, they shatter my dreamsThese thoughts, they burn, i cant bare the screamsThese lies we live, they will lead to our deathsThese children, they die, until nobody's leftMy eyes, they swell, i urn for your bloodLet god bring hell and send us the floodMy mind in joy as i watch t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/727643/</link>
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			<title>Rust</title>
			<description>Why am i like this these people always askThe same reason that i tell them to kiss my f*****g assThe reason why you can walk your dog on my green grassIll just eat him for my dinner as soon as you passBecause I represent the pestilence, the evil and the sinI represent the rotting heart that beats fr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/700403/</link>
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			<title>Killing Us</title>
			<description>Arisol can cold as it kills the ozone layerWhy not sacrifice the earth for the sake of our hairBecause in the end does anybody really careNope they just mooch eat the plants and breath my airWell f**k that they arnt gonna breath when im done with themIll grab them by their neck and show them the bes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/700398/</link>
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			<title>Dillusional Reality</title>
			<description>His past burns his mind like a hot cow prod. Leaving scars on his brain. Or what is left inside his abandoned head. He takes the knife from his wrist blood gushing into his palm. He bares a smile and slowly slices open his neck. Blood staining the white carpet. His flesh unveiled from behind his ski..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/680714/</link>
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			<title>Shattered Past</title>
			<description>A reflection is seen through his blade. Who is this person he sees. A young man, known as Alex by few. This reflection soon masked by faint bloodstains. His depart gives him comfort but he cannot help but remember how he came to this point. How did Alex become Alex?&quot;Wake up sleepy head. Its time to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/679827/</link>
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			<title>Swelling Black</title>
			<description>-By Taylor Knepper</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/679813/</link>
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			<title>Silent And Ready</title>
			<description>I play the Boy in this one
I dont want to name the kids</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/667938/</link>
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			<title>Sands of Suicide</title>
			<description>Just Came to Me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/667612/</link>
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			<title>Bleed</title>
			<description>Inspired by Her</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/664446/</link>
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			<title>Living Hell</title>
			<description>Written after My Mother And Friends Tried to Push Christianity On Me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/657743/</link>
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			<title>Lucy</title>
			<description>Inspired By Robert Harvey Knepper</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/652255/</link>
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			<title>My Life Or Yours?</title>
			<description>Took 2 weeks. Wrought mostly after fights.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CruelCysmin/646006/</link>
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