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		<title>Briana Collins | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Briana Collins</description>
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			<title>Important  Questions</title>
			<description>I yearn to meet you one last time,&amp;nbsp;To see that smiled I've adored so many times beforeTo hear your laugh,Like music to my now deaf ears&amp;nbsp;You have the voice of an AngelAnd I quiver whenever you are near&amp;nbsp;Oh, Is this true?Do I really love you?&amp;nbsp;Well the answer ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./669187/</link>
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			<title>Beauty in the eyes of the Beholder.</title>
			<description>I dream of your faceWishing when I wake up,your the first thing I see&amp;nbsp;Your a lovely little person,Though you don't think so highly of yourself&amp;nbsp;If only you could see,How happy you make me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./669179/</link>
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			<title>A Bleeding Showcase</title>
			<description>You want a show?I'll give you a show.I'll cut these wristsAnd watch them bleed&amp;nbsp;The blood,It dripsStaining my wrists red&amp;nbsp;This Razor,So sharp.This cut,So foul.&amp;nbsp;You all crowd around,to watch the self harm&amp;nbsp;Why do they watch?Why do they stare?&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./664083/</link>
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			<title>A Liar's Corpse</title>
			<description>Your eyes rot through you gruesome headYour nails like claws,Digging into the sides of your casket,&amp;nbsp;As the winds whisper&amp;nbsp;&quot;Your A Liar and got what you deserved&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./664071/</link>
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			<title>A Silly Little Thing Called Love</title>
			<description>Your the black to my whiteYour the shadow to my light&amp;nbsp;Im the earthYour the sun&amp;nbsp;We revolve around eachother in Lovesick Harmony&amp;nbsp;We were made to be together&amp;nbsp;&quot;The Perfect Fit&quot;&amp;nbsp;Can ever express how I feel?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./664069/</link>
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			<title>In Denial</title>
			<description>I cant stand thisI can say that i'm okay,That im fine,That it's all just in this mind of mine.&amp;nbsp;Im going insane&amp;nbsp;A taste of the forbidden felt so goodBut now I regret it completely&amp;nbsp;Now I'll crawl into the woodsAnd find eternal sleep&amp;nbsp;Hopefully my pain will ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./661916/</link>
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			<title>Killing Her Softly</title>
			<description>She was rejectedShe was not lovedHer heart will never healShe's broken up insideShe swears she'll never live again&amp;nbsp;Razors no longer cut her wristsFor even pain will not help&amp;nbsp;It hurts so muchShe cannot bear it&amp;nbsp;He stabbed the knife through her heartWith his eye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./657485/</link>
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			<title>Dead Today</title>
			<description>Bored to tearsAfraid to tryCut my wristsAnd watch me die&amp;nbsp;You lied to meYou tore me apartYour a murdererYou broke my heart&amp;nbsp;Because You killed meHere I layIn my graveFull of Pain&amp;nbsp;You didn't cryYou didnt prayWhere you stand And again I sayHere I am..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./657449/</link>
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			<title>Beyond Repair</title>
			<description>Sleeping in a pool of bloodIt's a crisp,crimson poisonSeeping from your dead viensYou lay limp,Soul crying out for helpBut it's no useYou're Beyond Repair</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./657162/</link>
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			<title>Burning</title>
			<description>It BurnsSo come and save meI cant breatheWithout you i wont make itWhere are you?You said you'd be hereTo rescue this sad excuse for a personHelp me before the fire inside me rips out my organsOh God,It burns&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./657160/</link>
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			<title>Dancing In The Rain</title>
			<description>I guess you could say this describes how in life you can be happy and free and the tiniest of things can take that away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./656916/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>A Poem i wrote about a guy i used to like.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Broken.Scarred./656249/</link>
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