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			<title>Evening Oceanside</title>
			<description>An angelic serenade ringsAcross a serene ocean sideSung by an orchestra of wavesCrashing on the cool, damp sandThe intricacy is so grandIt almost seems like it was by chanceLike by random circumstanceThat it all came togetherThe air, salty and bitterCould soothe the emotionsOf billions of lost souls..</description>
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			<title>Gone Away</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s dark, I see no lightThe sheets concealed red stains under cover of the nightSleeping in blood, all that flows through my head haunts meMy consciousness itself has become a nightmareThoughts flowing through me of blood and self-mutilationGives me chills and gets me crying and excitedExcite..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2042725/</link>
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			<title>Every Moment With You</title>
			<description>I wish I could give you every momentEvery second with you is likeMy first with you, the love stays newAs we grow old, we push throughPush through the struggles of this hellAs we live our lifeWe&amp;rsquo;ll face pain and striveBut now our love stays strong, we surviveNo! We don&amp;rsquo;t survive, we striv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2040625/</link>
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			<title>All Will Be Grateful</title>
			<description>This might be goodbye...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2037111/</link>
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			<title>The Torturing Whisper</title>
			<description>The whisper grasps my handNever letting go, it speaks to meTelling me to die, to hang myselfIt blocks my sight. I cannot seeFor my throat to be slit, it has a demandI&amp;rsquo;ve tried to shut it out, but it doesn&amp;rsquo;t workThe whisper gets louder and louderBlocking out my own voice, in my heart it l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2035832/</link>
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			<title>Hold my Hand</title>
			<description>If time could freeze to warm my heartTo make sure that we may not partFor eternity, our hands locked togetherBut eternity resides in this moment foreverWhen life chained me down, you pulled me upMy heart set aflame, you were the sparkI knew I&amp;rsquo;d never wanna leave you right from the startSo plea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2034582/</link>
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			<title>I'm Dying Now</title>
			<description>The chains bind my arms and legs pulling me insideInto the furnace, into the furnace I goBurning me, but not killing meI strive for suicideI cannot be pulled out of this infernoScreaming for help, but no one finds meI want to know how I&amp;rsquo;ve become like thisI want to die now, not die slow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033908/</link>
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			<title>I Need Ecstasy</title>
			<description>All leave me, all except for one, one more loyal than beforeHe sticks by my side, through the ends of timeHis name is Desolation, he is all I know anymoreMy long lost one, Glee, she left me long agoI miss her immensely, yet I start to forget her, my mind soreAlthough my soul seeps away from life, I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033833/</link>
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			<title>Emptiness</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m giving up, all hope is being lostMy body cedes control to suicideMy heart is cold, but I seem to look fineMy soul loses warmth, being covered by frostMy consciousness fades, it&amp;rsquo;s a downward slideI have lost the fightLosing my life, my soulI&amp;rsquo;m becoming an empty shellLife is goin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033738/</link>
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			<title>Lacks the light</title>
			<description>All of the others bathe in the sunThey are beautiful and great, they take it all inYet I wilt in the shade, ashamed of my sinTheir shadow, my only friendAll I've known, it hides me from the lightI fall behind the others, the shadow pitch blackNight appears, not a star in my sightI open my eyes, I se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033300/</link>
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			<title>Ignite the Music</title>
			<description>The spark is the musicThe fuel is the loveIgnite the flameTo shine like the stars aboveThis world apocalypticShines no flame and has gone darkIt knows not of what it becameIt needs music, it needs the spark</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033298/</link>
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			<title>Vibrant Turned Pale</title>
			<description>In my veins there is no bloodEmptiness pumps through my heartThe absence fills me like a floodMy embodiment turns paleOnce was vibrant with life&amp;nbsp;But now has gone staleMy heart was once vibrant with lifeIt was the engine powering my soulBut absence is the only fuel, along with strife</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033244/</link>
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			<title>The Description of My Writing</title>
			<description>I write poetry because I don't know any other way of elaborating my feelings. Heh, maybe I will write a song and post me singing it to elaborate further...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033181/</link>
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			<title>A Call to Desolation</title>
			<description>Desolation, can you hear my voice, crying out?Why have you left me, you&amp;rsquo;re all I hadPlease come back in this time for desperation A plea for your return I still shoutEven now, I can&amp;rsquo;t even feel sadPlease, if you&amp;rsquo;re listening, it&amp;rsquo;s time for reconciliationAlthough a false smile..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033178/</link>
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			<title>Letter to My Other Self</title>
			<description>It is about the conflict within myself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033172/</link>
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			<title>Lost Soul</title>
			<description>A soul wanders this voidHe longs for another, one alike itIt passes by many, none of which accept himScreams cry out to him for his throat to be slitThat soul&amp;rsquo;s empathy being destroyedUnloved, unappreciated, he begins to wither awayEmptiness takes his place, he wants to resistYet he starts sub..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033171/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare of No Purpose</title>
			<description>In this void, I&amp;rsquo;ve closed my eyesThought all was fine, but it was all a dreamWaking up to the nightmare of no purposeNo feeling, no one to cause feelingI float in this space of no gravity, no skiesNowhere to plant my feet, as it continues to seemWanting the pills, I long for the sweet release,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033169/</link>
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			<title>Such A Wicked World</title>
			<description>The sun&amp;rsquo;s arisen for millenniaShining upon the killings and twisted hysteriaThe heads of my brothers and sisters severedAnd and platters of their limbs presentedOh, why they drench blood into the soilFor the profit and the wealth and the oilThe amount of blood spilled cannot be measuredThe mur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033078/</link>
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			<title>From Old to New</title>
			<description>The sun has set on the oldHe was withered by moonlightThe night shows emptinessBut the sunrise dawns the newThe old was not as you&amp;rsquo;ve been toldHe wore a mask to hide him from your sightWho he was, he shall not confessFor telling a tale, the dead shall not doThe new does not take his placeHe le..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033075/</link>
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			<title>No Reflection, No Love</title>
			<description>The mirror in front of me, but no reflectionNo one to see myself in, nobody to loveNo one to want me, only rejectionsI&amp;rsquo;m such a let down, my feelings are all I know to speak ofNo one loves such an empty soul such as I, an internal hellThere is nothing to love, nothing to feelOnly emptiness, va..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033074/</link>
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			<title>A Smile So Fake</title>
			<description>My heart cries out, the words inaudibleI say I&amp;rsquo;m fine, but I long for help so muchI want to explain, but I don&amp;rsquo;t know if I&amp;rsquo;m ableMy thoughts toward death, my soul shall touchFor help, I want to cryYet it hurts so much to tryPlease, if you hear my pleaI&amp;rsquo;ll show my problems for..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033073/</link>
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			<title>Colorless Soul</title>
			<description>If I were to fully elaborate my feelings, there would be no wordExistence of a flame inside me seems ever so absurdNothing to fuel flame, nothing to sparkNo flame, no light, the void continues to be darkI used to be a soul of vibrant colors, but the paleness growsVigorously as the color is blotted o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anatherror/2033072/</link>
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