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			<title>Hazel</title>
			<description>I've never tasted the sun, until I kissed you.Your eyes melt into mine like sugar in hot water.I dreamed of you, I longed for you.I didn't think you were real.I want to last until the very end of time with you.Love meant so much to me, but I never knew it could be this powerful.You are the reason I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kerawrites/2847950/</link>
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			<title>Emotions</title>
			<description>Depression is holding my hand.The tight grip squeezing my knuckles white.But he swears he loves me.He hasn't left my side in 13 years.The most faithful one yet. Pain left me a long time ago when numb moved in.Couldn't stand the silence.Love tried to set me on fire and when she did she to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kerawrites/1984068/</link>
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			<title>Alcoholic, is the rain.</title>
			<description>Little affairs Late night street racesDrink more vodka, feel less weaknessIs that what they tell you?Problems dissappear, each burning swollow.They're wrongIt won't endYou don't let it.Alcoholic tears send regret textsYou have blinders on thanks to the bottleWhen you wake up,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kerawrites/1782660/</link>
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			<title>The Look</title>
			<description>The look on your face, brings back the moment.Skin crawling need of your touch.A feeling never felt from my personal adventures. Confusion is all thats left to consume me.Answers, I'll never get, nor do I want.You're a mystery.But not mine to solve.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kerawrites/1782629/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>It's a bit depressing.</description>
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