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		<title>Miss Marie Riorden.  | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Miss Marie Riorden. </description>
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			<title>Secret Kiss</title>
			<description>I miss the way I used to breatheI used to feel, but never touch. I miss the way our fingers graspedAnd never missed, the movement Left to you and I. I miss those words we never had to speak, The looks that met each other's eyes, A secret kiss. I miss the comfort of your arms, And..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1874234/</link>
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			<title>Inadequate</title>
			<description>Hurting quite a bit tonight.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1671400/</link>
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			<title>Social Anxiety</title>
			<description>I have severe social anxiety, to the point where talking to a stranger in real life is literally terrifying.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1553646/</link>
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			<title>Drowning.</title>
			<description>Drawing breath into my lungsReveling in things lost to myselfOxygen decreasing, grasping forWords that may bring back theNecessity of breathing, ofInhaling sweet chemicals, Needing, no wanting something Gained by my last breath.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1536185/</link>
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			<title>What's Left.</title>
			<description>Stomach churning, screaming;Desperately calling out for a nooseOf words to asphyxiate me.Pulling at my sanity and Pushing my boundaries.I cannot sleep, I cannot eat,I cannot think straightThrough this cloud of thoughts.They won't let me be me.Deities of misery,Trapped within myself;I've learned not ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1530456/</link>
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			<title>WAIT</title>
			<description>Poison, poison, fill me up.Pump my heart, coat my veins.Convert me to your lovely intoxication.Infect me to my brains.Inflict me with the passionOf conflicting toxins within my body,My soul, my very being.Until I am consumed.Let it conflict me with the hateOf every being, every person I can't stand...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1393957/</link>
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			<title>Lost Descriptions Of Life.</title>
			<description>Maybe I can turn around this block.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1392543/</link>
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			<title>Punctured Lungs Give No Air</title>
			<description>*shrugs*</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1392384/</link>
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			<title>The Hidden</title>
			<description>Go back home nowww, and go back to sleep, and we say. Go back with someone else who, who wants you more than me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1337911/</link>
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			<title>Drowning</title>
			<description>Just somethin I figure I could spare to add.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1156008/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>One more before I go to bed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1086266/</link>
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			<title>I Know How It Feels</title>
			<description>Meandering. I guess</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1086195/</link>
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			<title>Aren't Oxymorons For Stupid People?</title>
			<description>Well, that was to the point. xD I won't be officially back 'til I get a computer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/1067859/</link>
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			<title>Mr. Thief, Mr. Thief</title>
			<description>Hmm, song. :D </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/970601/</link>
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			<title>Sipping Poison</title>
			<description>Am I allowed to forget now?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/970261/</link>
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			<title>A Game Of Russian Roulette.</title>
			<description>&quot;Make it stop, make it end; 18 years pushed to the ledge.&quot; - Rise Against (Make It Stop)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/969301/</link>
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			<title>You Should Be Happy</title>
			<description>Thanks Ian..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/968745/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare</title>
			<description>This has nothing to do with anything, but I'm hungry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/968736/</link>
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			<title>The Broken Poet, And She Knows It</title>
			<description>Oh, can you tell I haven't slept very well since the last time that we spoke?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/966990/</link>
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			<title>Pretty Pretend</title>
			<description>Let's play a game...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/963972/</link>
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			<title>I Love You So</title>
			<description>Read inbetween the lines, and maybe, just maybe, you'll see the pain I'm in.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/963964/</link>
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			<title>With a Bullet, Kissed.</title>
			<description>*sighs*</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/963957/</link>
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			<title>Wish</title>
			<description>&quot;If I had one wish, we'd be best friends.&quot; - Ray J (One Wish)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/962292/</link>
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			<title>This Is Me</title>
			<description>&quot;I used to be somebody, never mind.&quot; - Perfect Disaster (Marianas Trench)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/952465/</link>
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			<title>The Lore of the Hydra and Hercules</title>
			<description>This is NOT the actual story, but this is how I've always wished it would end. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/948891/</link>
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			<title>Strength</title>
			<description>&quot;Pretty, pretty please; don't you ever, ever feel. Like you're less than f****n' perfect.&quot; - P!nk (F****n' Perfect)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/948098/</link>
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			<title>Tainted Ink</title>
			<description>&quot;Every night she stays awake and leaves reminders on her body of how much she hates herself.&quot; - Anonymous</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/947574/</link>
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			<title>Beauty, Through Eyes Blind</title>
			<description>&quot;When she was just a girl, she expected the world; but it flew away from her reach, so she runs away in her dreams.&quot; - Paradise (Coldplay)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/947054/</link>
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			<title>Could You See?</title>
			<description>Would you save her...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/945716/</link>
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			<title>Ari's Letter</title>
			<description>I let her write something for you guys....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/945231/</link>
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			<title>Take A  Stand</title>
			<description>Just to show her how beautiful she is...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/945207/</link>
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			<title>Crimson River</title>
			<description>Hmmm...sorry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/941973/</link>
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			<title>Expectations For Perfection</title>
			<description>Quite true, do you not think?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/941426/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts Of A Hurting Poet</title>
			<description>Just....I don't know...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/940041/</link>
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			<title>Monster</title>
			<description>&quot;I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world, from turning into a monster. Eating us alive.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/939553/</link>
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			<title>You're Just Another Useless Tool That's Left To Rust</title>
			<description>Abuse her, use her, make her feel bad. Leave her, lose her, make her feel sad.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/930703/</link>
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			<title>Operation Suicide</title>
			<description>This was a test: It's name? Operation Suicide</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/922179/</link>
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			<title>Perfect Disguise</title>
			<description>&quot;And you bring me to life with. One song, one night, moonlight, and a bottle of wine.&quot; - Perfectly Known (Tyler Ward)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/920254/</link>
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			<title>Ebony Butterfly</title>
			<description>Wait for the flight of the Ebony Butterfly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/917201/</link>
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			<title>Cut</title>
			<description>.-. Saw a title, took it as inspiration. This is what I came up with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/912794/</link>
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			<title>Minute Of Fame</title>
			<description>Was it worth it what I gave away? For five minutes of fame.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/910866/</link>
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			<title>My Puzzle Piece</title>
			<description>Fill in this empty hole, come and finish me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/910765/</link>
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			<title>Suicide Jump</title>
			<description>Take my hand this is the end. You will always be my friend.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/909556/</link>
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			<title>Dead Or Alive</title>
			<description>Closure - Asking Alexandria</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/908197/</link>
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			<title>Lie To You, Lie To Me</title>
			<description>Lie to you, lie to meMake the pain go away insideI don't want to set my heart freeBecause I can't say I've triedI'd rather stay broken withinIt's easier to hold the fake smileHold together with useless chagrinDon't make this pain worthwhileNo more letting tears sp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/897122/</link>
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			<title>Green-Eyed Lie</title>
			<description>Don't allow me to fly, clip offthese wingsLeave me alone in this cage, full ofall the other broken thingsThose things you discarded, anotherone who came your wayWho thought they were yours, thatthey were there to stayOne by one, they all fell into thistrapFalling at..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/897112/</link>
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			<title>Love Is All</title>
			<description>Random, right?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/894858/</link>
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			<title>Perfectly Flawed</title>
			<description>&quot;You're perfectly flawed, you're perfectly incomplete.&quot; - Otep</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/894766/</link>
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			<title>Insecure</title>
			<description>:3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/893805/</link>
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			<title>Vincent</title>
			<description>I've edited it. |:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BedHead/893562/</link>
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