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			<title>Time to Decide</title>
			<description>Teenage parents are more a norm in society these days than most like, but what happens when a teenage father finds himself in a spot where he'll have to raise the child alone and make a hard decision.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/821171/</link>
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			<title>Baby, We Were Soulmates</title>
			<description>Michelle can't believe what she's hearing. A longterm relationship ending...so unexpectedly. The most painful words a person could ever hear being delivered.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747622/</link>
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			<title>Thank You</title>
			<description>Not sure how to describe this piece. It's a bitter, angry poem. Written to express the betrayal that can be felt when trust is ruined. When that one person you thought could never hurt you, does.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747615/</link>
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			<title>Only A Dream</title>
			<description>Ah, dreams. How they can draw you in until you can't escape. Make you think something is real when it is not... and then to combine that with a broken heart. A painful, sad experience.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747609/</link>
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			<title>Do You Think Of Me?</title>
			<description>Just another situation where I put my thoughts down in writing. Heartache can be a powerful emotion to make one write.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747608/</link>
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			<title>A Revenge Story</title>
			<description>Sometimes we're all pushed to behave in ways we know we should not. What we're told wrong made to be questioned. This is the dilemma that Victoria finds herself in.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747604/</link>
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			<title>Lost and Alone</title>
			<description>Memories are powerful. They can make you laugh or cry, raise you up or tear you down, and sometimes you'll want to forget them as much as you want to always remember.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747573/</link>
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			<title>What I Wouldn't Give</title>
			<description>A heartbroken person who'd give anything just to have that person, their one, back in their life again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/747567/</link>
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			<title>Release</title>
			<description>The result of when emotions are held within. Eventually they build up until they can no longer be contained. Was written as a chain poem, requiring the use of certain words, for a tutoring class.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/746328/</link>
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			<title>Ramblings Of A Broken Heart</title>
			<description>Thoughts that circled through my head following the end of a near 3 yr relationship that I needed to put down. Wasn't written due to suicidal feelings and does not mean death in the literal sense. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/746323/</link>
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			<title>Fear of Change</title>
			<description>A  forum I am on held a challenge. Requirement: 1st line of the poem from a song. I chose The End Is The End Is The Beginning by The Smashing Pumpkins. Shows a fear of change.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dreamsofwriting/745844/</link>
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