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			<title>All The Pretty Little Dolls</title>
			<description>They line the shelvesof a little girls roomin their fancy shoesand small lace dressesTheir silken&amp;nbsp;hair glistensunder the fluorescent&amp;nbsp;lightsTheir jewel-like eyesand porcelain smilesmock a fragile mind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2064863/</link>
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			<title>Calling Me Down</title>
			<description>A moving stoppingWish bone madnessCalling whisperingMaking me wonder and schem Silently into the sweet smelling darknessHer eyes alert me to the prowling feelingThat crazy chaotic oneIm sure she knowsAt once it was a surprise the wayThe flowersSeem to mirror her smileAnd I am n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023650/</link>
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			<title>Of Lights And Noisy Things</title>
			<description>I could walk into a classroom and try to find your faceBut I can't see it Through the bright lightsAnd the sensation of a touch burning my skinI can't stand the sound of my own voiceIt blinds meBut if I don't say your name you won't turnAround and look at meAnd my little piece of sil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023649/</link>
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			<title>Unborn Math</title>
			<description>In my mind you're geometric face wondersBumping endlessly against the edges of my dreamscapeSuch angles and lines are truly imperceivableTo the naive human eyeMay my eyes be naive stillTo have seen such featuresYour infantile existenceBrushing against my shadowed fingersYour hands wr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023648/</link>
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			<title>Dangerous Love</title>
			<description>Why Is There Screaming Around The corner?Why Do I Hear Whispers Around The Bend?Is This Love Or Is It Danger?Am I  Going To Hell?Do I Deserve A CurseOr Do I  Give Them?Who Am I To Question What's Real?Is This Real?Who Is Real?What God Is Out There To Save Me!How  am I to do this ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023639/</link>
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			<title>Don't Touch Me</title>
			<description>When touched I fleeBecause I can't breatheWhen I feel a hand on meSo leave me alone, let me be When touched by youI split in tworunning away is all I do Your hands they scareBut I do not dareTo do any more then stand and stareOr let you know how much I care When touched I flee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023634/</link>
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			<title>Stand By</title>
			<description>I am always the BystanderStuck watching with a voice screaming insideBystanding the destruction of everything dear to meNo way to get my mouth to openTo scream to helpI watch people diewith no sadnessI watch lovers fightWith no pityMy fist pound at my heartScreaming and screaming..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023633/</link>
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			<title>Silent Sentance</title>
			<description>My hands areMy lifeMy voiceMy songMy loveMy hands areWhat most people ignoreThey see my silent mouthAssume I am stupidThey never once look down and seeThat my hands have been talking for me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023632/</link>
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			<title>Into The Rising Sun</title>
			<description>I wrote this based off a dream I had. In my dream it was a song so it's a little rough. I'm not a huge fan of it but I'm hopeing for feed back to make it better.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023631/</link>
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			<title>My Scarlett Secrets</title>
			<description>My precious secretsHeld in your handsScars on my heartPrecious rosesOur precious secretsKeep filling our armsThere pouring out of me as you hold meThe waterfall is out of control but that's okayBecause you'll catch what I can't holdYou will hold me back from the edge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023630/</link>
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			<title>The Fall</title>
			<description>I was there for the fallI heard the noise I saw it allI watched the trees form a wallAs I lay trapped in my leafy hallMany lives fell to the mudAs they landed in the leaves of bloodThe wolves criedAs Summer diedAnd winter slowly crept in to hideThe Fall was there and many died..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023628/</link>
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			<title>Lost In Echos Cave</title>
			<description>In Echoes cave people's voices wanderThe souls of the damned breath the dustIn the cave there screams walk o'erThere voices fade into the rustIn echoes cave my soul sings onWaiting for long lost paradiseAnd though my heart does not fawnIt waits for long gone viceMy so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023626/</link>
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			<title>Dear Brother</title>
			<description>Autism, Is not a damnation to failAnd you are beautifulDon't tell me it matters what you comprehendYou are a work of artIt's the very sky you seeThe very world you have createdI watch you playIn your room on the mud stained carpetEach stain Its own land for ships to land onYour..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023607/</link>
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			<title>Vibrance</title>
			<description>I can't help but feel thirsty in Your presenceThe tingling in my fingersGuiding me to your bed of dustIt's a scratching in my throat A whisper in my earAnd I watch the days go byWhere the sun touches your leafless bodySo poised once were youFull of graceVibrant in your life I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023604/</link>
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			<title>Rage</title>
			<description>Demons Chase My StormThe sky is rolling blackThe air reeks of bloodThe crows getting readyFor pickings manyI see the coming stormMy anger matching moodMy sorrow augmentingMy heart replacing thunder yet to show itselfMy family a violent poltergeistHaunting mePushing meMy blo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023469/</link>
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			<title>Verbalism</title>
			<description>VerbalismI'm always lost in the feelingThe way the world gets my head reelingThe way she breaks and finds herself healingI can't see the cards I'm dealing I'm always lost in a silent pastBut I'm running forward way to fastI'm sailing on the ship that's lastClinging firmly to the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023468/</link>
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			<title>Always Scared</title>
			<description>Always ScaredI've ventured more than I daredIn the end I'm always scaredNo one's asked how I've faredNo ones shown me if they cared I'm in the darkWith no sound, no sparkHave I a spot on the ArkI leave no trace no mark What I need is a friendSomeone who will comprehendWho w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023467/</link>
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			<title>I Am Not</title>
			<description>I am Not...I am not deafI can hear youI am not muteI can talkBut when I doMy world turns whiteAnd pain is all I seeMy voice is such a violent noiseOne not meant to be heardWhen I speakI lose myselfWhen I speakI become this weak thingThe silence has become my strength</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023466/</link>
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			<title>The Counting Boy</title>
			<description>The counting boyI knew a little boyAlways counting1 2 3 4He had such an intense look in his eyeWhat was he counting?I am always counting tooMaybe not out loud all sing song likeBut counting stillI count the days I don&amp;rsquo;t rememberI count my smiles before they fade to sc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023463/</link>
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			<title>To Wed  A Raven</title>
			<description>To Wed A RavenSeven blackbirds in the skyI tried to runBut it's time to dieI&amp;rsquo;ll miss the sun    But I cannot deny The instrument I have strungMy body becoming weakIs getting coldCome and find what you seekMake me the thing you holdWhere is the hope I face defeatIt&amp;r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023396/</link>
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			<title>Perhaps It Was The Clams</title>
			<description>Perhaps It WasPerhaps it was the clamsThat whispered to the seaPerhaps it was the clamsThat whispered things to mePerhaps it was the seaThat cried to me in dreamsPerhaps it was the sea That ripped me from the seamsPerhaps it was the dreamsThat gave flight to my desires..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023217/</link>
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			<title>Dear Little Sister</title>
			<description>Dear Little SisterThirteen is not an earthquakeBut if the earth could fall out of the universeThen it is fallingYour footsteps echo down cavernous hallwaysTattooing thoughts to the back of your eyelidsYou have dreams of cuttingThe extra flesh off your bodyBecause their words are muti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023216/</link>
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			<title>Dear Dad</title>
			<description>Dear FatherYour handsAre the memories of field workersThose with split nails and broken soulsThose with sun roughened skinAnd smiling eyesI associate you with the summer sunAnd the smell of cut grassI see winter in your postureTired and sunkenI can't help but smell The artifi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023215/</link>
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			<title>Dear Mother</title>
			<description>Dear MotherEgg donorC**tS**tEvery co workers playgroundNo child should live a life born smeared by the stains you createdI never knew anything differentBecause you Were never thereYou left me alone clinging to the false hope that soon I will deserve a mother likeEveryone else..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023214/</link>
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			<title>I Am</title>
			<description>I AmI am&amp;hellip;The silence that takes your heart in its grasp As you lay your head to sleep tonightThe wind in your heart and the pain in your bonesI am&amp;hellip;The people forgotten and shoved between hovle walls choking on their own low worth and lost spiritsThey pound the ear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023212/</link>
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			<title>To Dream Of Bright</title>
			<description>To Dream Of BrightSunlight good nightI am off to fightAm I doing what is rightIs is really goodness in my sightThis world has given up all careAbout the goodness each person can shareHow we could change life if we dareBut we covered our hearts and staredI&amp;rsquo;m just one voi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023210/</link>
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			<title>Juliet</title>
			<description>About a tragic love story. With a bit of a twist.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScaredSilent/2023205/</link>
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