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			<title>On My Own</title>
			<description>Let's take a step back,Back to when it all beganOn the eve of eventual destruction,&amp;nbsp;Sugarcoated with three simple words.I love you was all there needed to be.Thinking back now, it wasn't enough.Somehow I knew those wings were stolenSoftly torn off fate's shoulders.Who knew love was so blind:Stu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/OnFragileWings/752673/</link>
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			<title>I'm Right Here</title>
			<description>There once was a boy who wanted to be lovedAs much as he loved.Who wanted to be free from all the worlds burdons.To cherish and care for something without having itFall apart in his hands.You could see the fury and shame plastered behind lukewarm smiles;His love only being able to reach so far beyon..</description>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>Dreams: The antagonist to reality,The sidekick of delusion.These hopes, no, correction;These fables we're all meant to believe in and trust in,They suck us dry of our own contentmentAnd gouge our sanity from our rotten benevolence.We guard the shallow grasps of our own senses,We firmly grasp the hys..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/OnFragileWings/752617/</link>
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			<title>Desolation</title>
			<description>Tense, smoggy, heat, warning,Screaming, worrying, terrifying, fear,Smokey, panicking, fiery, flames,Burning, falling, smoldering, ashes,Dead, injured, crying, tears,There's nothing like desolation to free the damned.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/OnFragileWings/752610/</link>
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			<title>It Takes One To Damn One</title>
			<description>My morbid,&amp;nbsp;plagued&amp;nbsp;corpse drowning,My stone cold heart immersing me further.My aching, grieving eyes may be somber,Yet my malice sanity engulfs me to self- deception.&quot;Get out, break free, run wild.Escapes this confinement we profusely idolize.Flee from this inferno,Leave these moral disput..</description>
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