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		<description>The original writings of author Lifeless Energy</description>
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			<title>I Did It</title>
			<description>A poem about overcoming abuse.</description>
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			<title>Count To Murder</title>
			<description>I wrote this for a friend. She had written a story that needed a nursery rhyme for a little girl who at 10 years old decides to show the true horror inside. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/89CrazyPersons/1785217/</link>
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			<title>Broken Record</title>
			<description>Ending a relationship where you were more invested than the other party. </description>
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			<title>Defeated</title>
			<description>I hit a rough patch so turned to writing to help express my upset. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/89CrazyPersons/1784909/</link>
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			<title>Cats</title>
			<description>I was about 12 and obsessed with cats.</description>
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			<title>Intimate Healing </title>
			<description>Trying to describe an experience I knew nothing about </description>
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			<title>Self Destruction </title>
			<description>Inspired by a cartoon I grew up with as a kid. 
A character unknowingly gave a demon access to our world who uses their powers and the body of the person to try to bring about an apocalypse</description>
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			<title>Stalker</title>
			<description>My younger self trying to make her poetic ramblings about something in particular</description>
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			<title>Try Again</title>
			<description>This is over 10 years old. 
It was written when I had no real focus, so went for abstract imagery </description>
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