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		<description>The original writings of author BrokenGirl</description>
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			<title>Second Chances</title>
			<description>I don't even know o.o </description>
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			<title>A True Angel</title>
			<description>It's simple. Late at night, the boy I love with everything, was reading me his old poems and songs. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/1001795/</link>
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			<title>The Stage</title>
			<description>The slicing colors of a knife steal away the paleness. Replacing it with the bright color of red. The gliding movements slack up noneYour dark eyes open wide. You see the damage. Spread across the floor. Your heart busts open. Breaking or Salvation? Clearing the stage to your heart, Who will be the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/1001251/</link>
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			<title>Burns</title>
			<description>Swallow these emotions that cloud your headJust another failure that is waiting to happenYou trace over the cuts that cover your body This feeling is all to familiar to her.Not againNot the blade againNot the hurt againShe prays for just one more moment for you to callJust to hear ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/765558/</link>
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			<title>Come On &lt;3 </title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m sorry for the bother but I&amp;rsquo;m just trying to find my callingMy place for at night to rest Love&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t mean to be a bother but this rain is getting to my headIt&amp;rsquo;s funny how he&amp;rsquo;s long gone and into her armsWatch this rain drip on the window and onto..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/765271/</link>
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			<title>His screams</title>
			<description>This boy on the other end of the phone Fighting with his own mindHis own wordsThe things he wants, no LONGS, to tell someone and hear it backSoon he praysSoonSoon SoonIn the dark of the nightSomeone&amp;rsquo;s soul is stolen by another flaw made into this life we walk The light he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/764127/</link>
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			<title>I dont mean to be a bother </title>
			<description>I have no f*****g idea where this came from</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/760861/</link>
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			<title>Thank You </title>
			<description>Those hands, that touch, those finger tips. They bring so much back. So many painful memories. The gun on the bed. The screaming.The fighting. The threats. Your promises. Thank you for tearing me apart from the inside out. Your face sends me into a flashback.Back to when I was SI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/760799/</link>
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			<title>Knife Called Lust</title>
			<description>If this knife called anything; it must&amp;nbsp;be lust.Lust with the pain and feeling. It shows what my heart feels. Pull up my sleeves and see my cuts. See the patterns that sing to me. But hide it all again quickly because nobody must know. &amp;nbsp;Shhh, please little baby,&amp;nbsp;it's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/760789/</link>
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			<title>Vunerable</title>
			<description>VulnerableThis weakness is killing me.You are seeing my true colors When this is all done I&amp;rsquo;m scared you won&amp;rsquo;t even look my wayFor in the momentMy secrets come flying out of my soul like a wave crashing against the shoreI promise I&amp;rsquo;m stronger than thisIt is just a m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757898/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>Broken eyesBelonging to broken soulsBroken pasts torment these poor creaturesLove&amp;rsquo;s strong hold on the innocentKilling every ounce of hope they have left&amp;#12288;Broken smiles That lie on the faces of the broken people Another sleepless night This hell that burns you down un..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757879/</link>
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			<title>[TheWorld'sEnd]</title>
			<description>The world is crushing me.The memories are bound to tear me apartGrave boundHere I am.Take meHis voice rings in my ears and his image fills my sight.Maybe one day I will talk to you againYour sweet voice was my airYou kept me alive as long as you couldYour heart kept me happy and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757868/</link>
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			<title>Chess is the game</title>
			<description>Chess is the gameComplicatedYou must have the knowledgeBut there is power in this gameAnd undo button is there when neededPush the pieces around quickly Before time runs outLike loveYou are the player and I am the pieces that cover the boardMistakes are made and pieces of me are ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757559/</link>
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			<title>Waves</title>
			<description>These ocrean waves crash over me.I feel so powerless,My&amp;nbsp;heart, breaking inside of my chest. I'm alone as the clock strikes midnight.Nodody hears my screams. Nobody hears me calling your name. Saying &quot;i love you&quot;The next waves crashes. Then the next.Tears&amp;nbsp;run down my face. I f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757557/</link>
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			<title>The Midnight Sky </title>
			<description>The midnight sky is scared away by the sun as it rises and I watch. The light hurts my eyes but I can't turn away.I wonder what you would say to me if you knew, I stayed up all night like we used to just to have the memories fill my heart and mind again. Pain spilling out of me into tears. Uncontr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757554/</link>
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			<title>The world </title>
			<description>What drives a child to want to live no more?To die tonight instead of breaking another tomorrow.A broken soul and heart, crushed to it's very last fiber.She's just another face with no name.Another soul trapped in a broken mess of hopelessness wrapped tight ini the unbreakable grip of broken..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrokenBeautiful/757551/</link>
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			<title>Society</title>
			<description>So many voices screaming so loud in my headSociety people call youScreaming so loud. So much. How could you push someone to this?Lonley people choosing the blade because they feel no one around. People stumbling around with empty bottles because it takes the place of the pain. but only for a..</description>
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