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		<description>The original writings of author Elizabeth Fiske</description>
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			<title>Hidden Rejection</title>
			<description>A poem about a guy who, stupidly, breaks your heart without knowing it...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/737089/</link>
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			<title>We Will Be Remembered</title>
			<description>A poem about one of my biggest heroes; Taylor Swift...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/734023/</link>
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			<title>The Depression Diary</title>
			<description>A poem about a diary that saved my life...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/733608/</link>
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			<title>In Grey Irises</title>
			<description>A poem by Kelsie Stark and me...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/733317/</link>
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			<title>Bottled Emotions</title>
			<description>Beautiful, Innocent,&amp;nbsp;Unique...Is that a good critique?&amp;nbsp;No?Charming,&amp;nbsp;Irreplaceable, Soul Mate...Is that a proper rate?Still No?!Well...I just can't describe you....&quot;Perfect?&quot;&amp;nbsp;Is that the right word?No, of course not....You're beyond perfection...Does that meanI love you?No,That ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/732374/</link>
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			<title>My First Problem</title>
			<description>Chapter2: My First Problem	Orchardwas nothing short of a catastrophe; its poorly constructed roads wereendlessly accompanied by liquor bottles, beer cans, and theoccasional roadkill; all of its building were falling apart; homeswere shotgun style of either a faded white, yellow, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/726158/</link>
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			<title>Our Make-Believe Home</title>
			<description>For Courtney Moise and all the make-believers in the world...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/725756/</link>
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			<title>Voices Of The Ignorant</title>
			<description>A poem for the Artist,Poets, and Believers left in this world...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/723379/</link>
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			<title>The Brightest Star In The Sky </title>
			<description>A poem about a dear person I know who is fighting cancer...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/720985/</link>
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			<title>Broken Little Ballerina</title>
			<description>A poem about a true friend who has been through so much pain...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/719014/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Baby Blue</title>
			<description>Could this be a taste of true love?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/716012/</link>
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			<title>Red Wine</title>
			<description>Red Wine.The color of Love,The color of Blood.A taste of Romance,And a wayOut of you Pants.A taste of Desire,And a Bittersweet Fire.It makes him a Liar,But gets you Higher.Feel it burning in each Vain,You never knew these Feelings;Depression and Pain.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/715364/</link>
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			<title>The Best Play In History</title>
			<description>A poem about dreaming to be an actress...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/714825/</link>
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			<title>Insanity Game</title>
			<description>How I used to view life...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/714822/</link>
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			<title>Wonder In The Darkness</title>
			<description>Just a very short poem about my relationship with darkness...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/714820/</link>
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			<title>I'm Still Waiting</title>
			<description>Waiting on love that may not be love in the end...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/714817/</link>
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			<title>Playing Romeo And Juliet</title>
			<description>Kind of my twist on Romeo and Juliet...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/714798/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Understand</title>
			<description>Sometimes when love leaves you in a flash, you're stuck not understanding what has happened...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/714782/</link>
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			<title>My Heart(Like Bloody Carnations)</title>
			<description>Sometimes I wonder what the real purpose of having a heart is...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/713317/</link>
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			<title>A Society Of Lies</title>
			<description>I try to see the better sideBy writing all these words and rhymes,By bleeding on paper,By leaving my heart an open crater,But there is no better sideTo a society of lies.Society captivates my soul,How all these hearts have paid the tollTo live in misery,To feel as if they own some libertyTo express ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/713300/</link>
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			<title>Crystal And Glass</title>
			<description>Love can be beautiful, and at the same time it can shatter hearts into pieces...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/713277/</link>
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			<title>The Angel Of Ignorance</title>
			<description>Chapter 1: The Angel Of IgnoranceDearwhoever happens to be reading this,	Weall walk alone in life. When it all comes down to it, everyone is tooselfish and too ignorant to understand one another. Trust me, I wouldknow. &amp;ldquo;Friends&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;lovers&amp;rdquo; aren't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/709342/</link>
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			<title>The Angel Prophecy</title>
			<description>One of Earth's five angels-Viola Sparks-hates humans with a passion. What will happen when the Viola is sent to a small town to see over four humans who will change the worlds, and Viola, forever?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/709335/</link>
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			<title>When I Grow Up</title>
			<description>We're all connected with one another, no matter who different we all are :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708864/</link>
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			<title>The Daylight Of Me</title>
			<description>A poem about a pure world that I want this world to be, but it can't because we're all stuck here trying to figure out what life really is</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708215/</link>
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			<title>Don't Rewrite Me</title>
			<description>Wanting to explore the world on your own, and wanting to follow your dreams</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708211/</link>
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			<title>Dead Roses On The Shelf</title>
			<description>Wanting to remember the memories of a past relationship forever...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708201/</link>
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			<title>Her Blood Stained Dress</title>
			<description>A girl who is all alone...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708197/</link>
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			<title>My Emotional Cemetery </title>
			<description>A poem that expresses the pain and depression I've suffered with...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708190/</link>
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			<title>Dear Johnny</title>
			<description>Falling in love when it doesn't really exist...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708185/</link>
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			<title>Fame Is A Killer</title>
			<description>So many have fallen victim to this killer...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708183/</link>
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			<title>Blood In Her Hair</title>
			<description>When love goes so wrong...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CoconutSprinkles/708177/</link>
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