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			<title>breathing slowly</title>
			<description>definitely a rap</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2035740/</link>
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			<title>When Will I Stop being Emo?</title>
			<description>mostly a song</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2035739/</link>
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			<title>Hostile feelings put into beautiful words</title>
			<description>Attacking the weak like it&amp;rsquo;s a f*****g game, who can you play like &amp;ldquo;next please next please.&amp;rdquo;I wanna break your neck, pleaseDon&amp;rsquo;t run away and make me feel unwantedIt&amp;rsquo;s a bleak reminder that I&amp;rsquo;m haunted.Why do you get to make people feel so special?Acting like it&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2035738/</link>
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			<title>Smarter</title>
			<description>Might be a song, might be a rap who knows</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2035737/</link>
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			<title>Garden Obituary</title>
			<description>Humble flower,Don&amp;rsquo;t worry no more. The sun will rise againTo feed your starvation. Tomorrow it will rain,The clouds will go away.In the morning you&amp;rsquo;ll rememberThere&amp;rsquo;s always another day.Another day to wake upAnd remember you don&amp;rsquo;t want to exist.Remembering those sweet timesLi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2011397/</link>
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			<title>Sooner is better than never</title>
			<description>I don't want you&amp;nbsp;in my headanymore.&amp;nbsp;My body is the only thing in yours.&amp;nbsp;We('ve) hurt each other&amp;nbsp;in such a short time.Two daysit took me to realizethat not loving youwas a lieI fell, I fell.I scraped my kneestwo days&amp;nbsp;it took meto stand back up againI guessSooner is better tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2008189/</link>
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			<title>Losing Friends</title>
			<description>Immaturity, Immaturityis that your philosophy;&amp;nbsp;when you feel wronged,when we don't get along?Petty is your middle nameI don't want to play this game&amp;nbsp;I thought I've told you this before,&amp;nbsp;I don't want to have a war.I thought you understood who I amI thought I could call you a friend.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2008185/</link>
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			<title>And I'm Not Even Good at That</title>
			<description>I like the attention,&amp;nbsp;flirting is fun.&amp;nbsp;My face is niceand I have assets for days.&amp;nbsp;Big titsskinny waistplump lipsthick hips.&amp;nbsp;I could get what I want,&amp;nbsp;but only when I don't try,&amp;nbsp;because I'm not even good at that.&amp;nbsp;Everything I touchturns to hitler's ashand I'll breath..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/destructivecunt/2008181/</link>
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