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			<title>Trash</title>
			<description>I tell boys to eat their heartsout.But really, I wish that they couldjust eat the pain outof my dull and lifeless mind.Boys tell me to suck their c***s.But really, I wish that I couldjust suck the fun outof their pleasure filled requests.Because they are dicks;t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/708266/</link>
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			<title>The Darkness</title>
			<description>It seeps through my poresand crawls through my veins.Turning my blood blue to black,bruising my skin and leaving it&amp;rsquo;s mark.As I feel it within me,&amp;nbsp;my face turns ashenand I heave my last breath.The darkness reigns again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/706025/</link>
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			<title>Forbidden Fruit</title>
			<description>Need blossoms inside me, like a flower in full bloom.Normalcy renders me useless, to the snake, impending doom.I want what I cannot have the most.Visions of false truths dance inside my empty head.Desire overtakes me, makes me wish that I were dead.I couldn&amp;rsquo;t have dreamed of sugarplums.Forbidd..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/706023/</link>
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			<title>Bad Memories</title>
			<description>I drown myself in alcohol,to burn away my thoughts of him.The liquid slides straight down my throat.My clothes are off. The lights are dim.He twirls his fingers through my hair and runs his hands along my spine.My mind tells me it&amp;rsquo;d rather not,my heart thinks it will make him mine.I scream and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/706022/</link>
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			<title>Easy</title>
			<description>How easy it would beto lay upon the ground,to never breathe againto die without a sound.How&amp;nbsp;easy it would beto slowly close my eyes,to black out all the lifeI thoroughly despise. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/705594/</link>
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			<title>Whirlwind</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m lost in a whirlwind of people and sounds,trapped in a world where my head always pounds.Where my mother sings songs I don&amp;rsquo;t understand,where my father&amp;rsquo;s not here to give me a hand.Where my sister is favored and I&amp;rsquo;m stuck alone, in this s****y apartment that I call a home...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/705592/</link>
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			<title>Forgotten</title>
			<description>I am forgotten.Hidden away, veiled.Not a soul will find me. I am nowhere. I am lost, never to be found.Forgotten. Alone. I am nothing to the world: a lonely soul, a simple girl. I long for freedom.Desire escape.I am not what I want to be. Yet I remain.You will not give me a second glance.Or a first...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/705591/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare</title>
			<description>I never want to wake up from this dream. Its reality is my fantasy. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A world where I am safe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/705587/</link>
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			<title>For You, Only You</title>
			<description>The thought of you,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/705580/</link>
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			<title>Alone</title>
			<description>Smiles only seal the deal when answers are unknown.The phone is ringing endlessly; I guess that you&amp;rsquo;re not home.Slanting light reminds me that time continues on.Shadows simply show me that what we had is gone.Alone is only lonely when you add a why.Questions never help us they only make us cry..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doubtreality/705575/</link>
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			<title>Dreamland</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Time can only tell.Follow the stars round the moon.The sand slips through the glass.Your dreams are coming soon.A new world opens up.Figurines dance through your head.Words whispered in the dark.You can&amp;rsquo;t hear what is said.Deafened by the silence.Ears are straining to hear sound.Demons e..</description>
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