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			<title>Morbid</title>
			<description>Morbidly intuitive Living life as they're judging me I walking by with anxiety In they're sights,  they're all judging meI feel Life as it budges me People's thoughts all influence thingsin my head,  it talks fluently   Things that it says, ruins my dreams</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1138342/</link>
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			<title>ignorance</title>
			<description>In real life I'm intuitive                           I'm all caring but I pretend She keeps starring           I'm gettin in                                                    I'm corruptive              It's all from them                                          Its just &quot;life..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1138282/</link>
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			<title>false</title>
			<description>How to write a masterpeice  Guess I should talk life.. How I'm tired of these sights How I'm blessed that I ain't blind But I'm morbid in my mind But I'm average I'll be fine Tho corrupted by they're lives Now corruptive I'm a jokeStay away I'm just another     Not a lowlife bu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1134301/</link>
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			<title>battle?</title>
			<description>We call this &quot;battle rapping&quot; / we all yappin' nothing happens...     Fakes--' talking bout they're stackin/ but procrastin till their caskets.          It's actually funny tho/ cuz of ' those who all like to pose, in their &quot;swaggerd&quot; up dummy clothes/ they dnt kno how to do' but choke, talking ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1131875/</link>
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			<title>a long way</title>
			<description>Growing up, getting influenced by the world around</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1130489/</link>
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			<title>what many things</title>
			<description>Rap type poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1116305/</link>
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			<title>descions</title>
			<description>i know what would be right for me to do it's soo simple problem is i have no motivation to i know i owe it, but i always wait till its too late and then i start to hate myself i tell myself if i chould go back and change it.. i would thing is..i'm in the moment and know i chould&amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1024730/</link>
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			<title>idk</title>
			<description>I must have some diease i ask God whys is it me or am i cursed? i hear i'm cursed but i'm not sure if i believe in &quot;curses&quot; all i know is that i'm worthless and my ego, people hurt this used to hurting so i'm changing getting problems myself i'm hating i wounder if i did this..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/1017996/</link>
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			<title>hdbd</title>
			<description>Dnx</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/974607/</link>
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			<title>More to life</title>
			<description>Wish i chould walk from all their problems &amp;nbsp;I'm always the one to solve'em &amp;nbsp;No help for me ever pardoned I help their lives as mine hardons &amp;nbsp;I'm sleep deprived while their snoring &amp;nbsp;I do too much, It's annoying... &amp;nbsp;No time for me, i'll endure it &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/949986/</link>
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			<title>Devil Tricks</title>
			<description>Was thinkin bout 2012 :P</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/837563/</link>
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			<title>What i feel like</title>
			<description>I cant say i don't belong here, But sometimes thats what i feel like. Frustration and pain all longs here, I feel it and its all called lifeI know that i don't all live rightmy karma i feel and see sightscharm gone, and&amp;nbsp;plus i don't dream right,&amp;nbsp; i long to feel and see.. so i wrightHere's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/833851/</link>
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			<title>Suchh a mess</title>
			<description>I sure wish i chould pretend, i feel alive as my heart is.&amp;nbsp; girls just never catch my drift,Frm me, they're always departed. I feel this life parents started, Is one deprived as I'm hardened. Not so sure what they started,&amp;nbsp; This life ain't one that can't sharpen.I've been depressed, Minds ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/833822/</link>
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			<title>But still,,,...</title>
			<description>Well here i sit of another dayMore debt i pay as shoulders weigh Regrets i make, mistakes i placeUpset mind thinks, blessings God brings But Still,,,...upset i stay can't find my pace my Selfish ways can't get replaced&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I tried and and tried, mind still wrong state I still get by,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/833814/</link>
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			<title>Stuck</title>
			<description>I dnt know how to say this.. This pressure in words it weighs me This life&amp;nbsp; has got awful lazyy My thrive got better it pays me But time in my days its fading&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And time for sucess is lateing And here i stay keep persuading Myself that I'm just here pacingGot bitter from these mi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/833813/</link>
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			<title>Sammy Sam Sam</title>
			<description>U see my name on here?. Its &quot;Sammy Sam Sam&quot;. ..Got it from a chickk that i cared for.&amp;nbsp; Where is she now?, i can't care for. The b***hh, all she did was ignore. Got sickkk, left me in front her front door.. Got ticked, walked away from thaa w***e.. Heart ticks, relationships are ah choree... Hea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/833811/</link>
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			<title>Effect me</title>
			<description>well, the thoughts i come across.. always seem to keep me down. always thinking depressents.. only things that come around. i know i'm pretty blessed.. and i know this from around. but sometimes neglected,,,&amp;nbsp; ..can't help my mind from feeling down. i see some signs of which i found&amp;nbsp; i saw ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/831165/</link>
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			<title>my problem</title>
			<description>i'm feelin kinda sick.. i'm feelin kinda nautious.. i have badd anxietyy. i have ideas of how i got this. stress is all inside of me..&amp;nbsp; so i've tried there ain't no stoppinn. wish i chould just feel soo free.. ..get backk to the wayy i started. but so on it never leaves.. now my socialness depa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/831089/</link>
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			<title>again and again</title>
			<description>read fast**</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/809005/</link>
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			<title>we've changed</title>
			<description>since the day i died&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; (mentaly died)no-ones shed a tear or cried &amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;had barely made it by trying to avoid their lies its soo sad i see their lives they see me, judge, an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/793347/</link>
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			<title>past. present.</title>
			<description>FREEWRITE</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/791795/</link>
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			<title>what conversations can do</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I feel soo fukin sadd, cuz i looked back and viewed our conversations (on facebook) (..back-then) i was soo gladd, life was soo radd, but now you probably hate me dont-know what i lacked, did nuthin bad, must be the work of Satin&amp;nbsp; i know for&amp;nbsp;a fact, this girl i had,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/782863/</link>
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			<title>time to go</title>
			<description>it happens</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/714000/</link>
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			<title>is it the end of us? its up to you..</title>
			<description>so here i am and thinking, woundering if her feelings changed im sitting here all bothered, and im feeling real estranged i hope im not a bother, all you gotta do is say if you want me gone now..then i'll just be on my way&amp;nbsp; maybe im just trippin. but this pressure is soo great after this just h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/711004/</link>
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			<title>why is this?</title>
			<description>im soo confused right now. im soo shakey, full of anxiety.why would she do me like this? now im just trapped in my mind. soo now im breathing hard and sighhing my heart beating, love depriving i should say that i'd start crying but i cant couse all her lying i just might as well be dying theres ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/710668/</link>
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			<title>these lies</title>
			<description>You gotta read it fast for a good flow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/710497/</link>
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			<title> Is shes just another one?</title>
			<description>hardtimes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/709382/</link>
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			<title>when i talk to you</title>
			<description>wrote for girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/708503/</link>
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			<title>Shes one of a kind</title>
			<description>i wrote for someone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/708502/</link>
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			<title>what does this world have for me? </title>
			<description>something i wrote for a girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy-sam-sam/708500/</link>
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