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		<description>The original writings of author Broken Hearts</description>
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			<title>A Thunderstorm</title>
			<description>Wrathful clouds envelope the joyous blue sky,whispers fill the silence with their warningright before the first drops begin to fall.Fierce wind erupts from the peace,and tears away the comfort of the night.As lightning pierces the skythe mysterious darkness is revealed,and the air turn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1940457/</link>
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			<title>A String of Paper Hearts</title>
			<description>hung across his wall,A string of paper heartsEach awaiting their turn;Praying to not be the one to burnFor it went like this,Everyday he took oneAlong for a rideWishing it would be his bride,But he had not yetFound the one to be;All of them insinuated to be cut outWith not ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1933867/</link>
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			<title>Their Misery, My Delectation </title>
			<description>Surrounded by a thick fog,but the screams of agony penetrate.Somewhere off in the imperceptible beyondshe's trapped in a hell.Her soul wandered from her body,and the world snatched it up.They took every fraction of who she was,eliminating the light and innocence.Piercing every memo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1932841/</link>
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			<title>Your Silence</title>
			<description>This is an attempt at a short poem with a little alliteration.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1927360/</link>
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			<title>Loneliness </title>
			<description>Lurking in the shadows of the darkened streetsSeeking a soul to encounter.Holding a deep desire to capture only ones attention And bring it into possession.Oh what fun it would be To find just one isolated soul.Abduct it and drive it to self destruction,While it's laying there helple..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1926435/</link>
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			<title>Are You Willing?</title>
			<description>Will you be my inspiration?Fill my mind with beautiful thoughts and words,so I may be a light as you are to me.Will you be my guide through this chaos known as life?Take me by the hand,and teach me to see the goodness of it all.Will you be the reason for my smiles?Let me show you just ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1918545/</link>
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			<title>Finale</title>
			<description>Just some thoughts running through my head..... (not a poem)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1915715/</link>
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			<title>Burns Me Alive</title>
			<description>It burns you alive, love it does. Sucks all the oxygen from your lungs leavin you breathless. You forget what it once was and the light disappears. Love it's as dangerous as a wildfire.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1910455/</link>
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			<title>Your Sacrifice </title>
			<description>Your blood was poured outNails were driven in your fleshAll just to save us</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1909346/</link>
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			<title>Virtual Reality </title>
			<description>A piece inspired by Ray Bradbury's own virtual reality, &quot;The Veldt&quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1903667/</link>
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			<title>Robbed of My Childhood</title>
			<description>I was robbed from my childhoodForced to grow up too soonMy eyes saw things eyes shouldn't seeExposed to cruelty where my innocence became lost.All because of you.My life was forever changed,After what I faced during those dark years.Never could I get my childhood back,At least not ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1901279/</link>
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			<title>My Thoughts</title>
			<description>Just some scribbles....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1900558/</link>
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			<title>Fear of Love</title>
			<description>Just another haiku I wrote.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1899619/</link>
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			<title>Vanishing Thoughts</title>
			<description>Just a quick haiku I tried to write.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1898902/</link>
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			<title>My Escape</title>
			<description>I find my escape in music. It allows me to forget the reality that I live in, even if it's just for a little while. Music is my life. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1898659/</link>
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			<title>A Fire Burns Within</title>
			<description>          I could hear the gasoline calling out my name begging to be let out of itsprison. &amp;ldquo;Soon, just wait till the lights go out.&amp;rdquo; I whispered to it as if it was my child. The accelerant was currently located in the bed of my truck. As soon as I turned back to face my target, the li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1898395/</link>
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			<title>Censoring True Happiness</title>
			<description>We are constantly censored from the truth....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1897834/</link>
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			<title>Longing in Her Eyes</title>
			<description>You could still see it in her eyes,Her longing for him to love her again,To make the past memories a reality.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1890700/</link>
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			<title>Don't Bring Yourself Down</title>
			<description>This a poem I've started, but I'm not quite finished with it. If you have any ideas of what else I might add comment them down below. Thanks!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1890013/</link>
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			<title>The Power of Music</title>
			<description>          Music is a powerful form of art, accomplishing the artistic desire of a musician within such a short amount of time. Life without various melodies and harmonies would be like watching a soundless movie. It has deliberately snuck into human's everyday lives. Whether we listen to it and have..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1889135/</link>
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			<title>Abused by Technology </title>
			<description>Lately technology has been overtaking human kind and taking control. We have lost sight of what is real and what is not.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1888784/</link>
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			<title>Ask the World</title>
			<description>Society has set beauty standards that are impossible to reach, yet we continue to strive towards them. Once we reach them our society just might accept us and we'll be perfect in their eyes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1888462/</link>
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			<title>Telling Myself Lies</title>
			<description>It's 12:00 a.m.I'm lying with my eyes wide open My mind filled with thoughts of youThey just won't leave me aloneI tell myself that I'm over you That I'm not hurting anymore That what I felt for you wasn't realBut each time I realize more and more that they're all liesIt's true I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crossnmusic10/1888204/</link>
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			<title>Words Won't Go Away</title>
			<description>A free verse poem telling what words are capable of doing.</description>
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