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			<title>Death Freezes Over</title>
			<description>2:50 am.no light,just a giant blinding.sun is betraying the other half,and the moon is hiding.no sleep,no scream,silence is all,no thoughtsno feardarkness is winding.memories will kill but for now,they're hitting &amp;amp; hurting &amp;amp; shouting.life is the painful lie I don't live,death is the merciful..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/746366/</link>
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			<title>Cold As My Heart</title>
			<description>the cold season is leavingand everyone is welcomingthe warmthspreading it's wings over the landsgetting birds to sing again somehowand letting the mother earthfinish the grief of the naked treesand come to life again...it's never had a startand it'll never endbut stillafter all these yearsI can't fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/733323/</link>
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			<title>Wrist Scraper</title>
			<description>my first one ever</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/716239/</link>
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			<title>Diaries of a dead yearn</title>
			<description>tearful is her eyes as she looks back to her dark cornerwondering for the thousandth time what her life would be without this damn feelingthinking back all the years she waited in therebleeding in her dark solitude in wish to see the light againcarrying the fake smile all life longseeing no light wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/715518/</link>
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			<title>Savior</title>
			<description>I used to carry the world long ago when I was young&amp;nbsp;on a long fading line across the pain&amp;nbsp;I had all the pain on my back&amp;nbsp;and I lost my way&amp;nbsp;I lost the line&amp;nbsp;they watched me as I grieved but didn't say a word&amp;nbsp;I had all the pain on my back and I lost my way&amp;nbsp;so I died&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/712678/</link>
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			<title>Long to Get Away From My Heart</title>
			<description>for every f*****g step I takeyou lie there hidingI fumble in to blindnessgone from the path of my destinymy madness to a calmmy craziness to a handicap&amp;nbsp;you misplaced bank of emotions&amp;nbsp;I want to kill youI will kill youI have to kill you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;show me your world and I shall destroy itbar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/707966/</link>
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			<title>Completely F*****g Dead Inside</title>
			<description>When I look myself in the mirror, I see nothingWhen I open my mouth to speak, I hear nothing, nothing&amp;nbsp;Completely dead inside&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I quench my thirst and my hunger, I taste nothingWhen I see my loved ones decay, then I feel nothing, nothing&amp;nbsp;Completely dead inside&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/707965/</link>
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			<title>Tormentor Oh Holy Tormentor</title>
			<description>Come, come, come to me little friend, listen to my word, my prophecyDown, down, down on your knees little friend, and pray for your new Messiah&amp;nbsp;Wherever you go and wherever it may lead youWherever you see and wherever you areAll your thousand mistakes willFollow like your shadow, tailgate youBu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/707963/</link>
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			<title>the Fallen</title>
			<description>Editme-The Fallenby Arash Hajbabaee on Friday, March 11, 2011 at 11:06pmpain is all you need to seepain is all you need to breathpain is all you need to bleed&amp;amp; oh we are the pain!we are the lost tears of time you won't wipewe are the aloneness world of sorrowwe are the weeping souls of misery yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/707241/</link>
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			<title>Throughout the Ashes</title>
			<description>Come to my darknessfeel the cold flesh of the truthlook me in the eyes and tell me what you seeisn't it beautiful?the way you have to open you're eyes to see the world?so come closercome closer and let me scream what I knowI no longer wait,I no longer careyou can run awayyou can pretend to liveyou c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arash.suicide/707212/</link>
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