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			<title>Hypocritical b***h </title>
			<description>You sit there and stare at meWith smug satisfaction.&amp;nbsp;Your eyes so judgingYour eyes so taunting.They make me feel dispisedOn your high horse you rideTrampling over everonev else.Not caring who you hurt.Hypocritical b***h...That's what you are.You think you are&amp;nbsp; queen beeBut really...Your an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arcadeiandesire/2055097/</link>
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			<title>...why... Part 1</title>
			<description>This poem is dark it might not be sutiable for everyone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arcadeiandesire/2054325/</link>
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			<title>Where are you?</title>
			<description>Hello...Its me...Do you rememberHow it use to be?Back when we had no oneBut each other.You use to love me then...Yeah, we had our struggles...Our ups and downs.But we had each other.But now where are you?When I need you the most.Tick...tock...tick...tock...The eternal clock ticks on forever.As I sit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arcadeiandesire/2054316/</link>
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			<title>Numb</title>
			<description>This is more of a journal entry then a story but I thought it was good</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arcadeiandesire/2054142/</link>
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			<title>Darkness</title>
			<description>My secrets are dark and many.I confide in few.Not many know my true nature...But many think they do.The true me is dark and sinisterThat's why I keep her locked up tightBut sometimes a little bit of her&amp;nbsp;Shows throughAnd tries to find the light.Her darkness is overwhelmingAnd the fight is long a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arcadeiandesire/2054135/</link>
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			<title>Hidden within</title>
			<description>Within the screams and voidOf the mindAll contact with life fades away.In the deepest, darkestCorners of HellAll light fades away.And lost in the shadows...Only I remain,The mad have nothing to fear here.Ours is a world ofBitter hateAnd self-destruction&amp;nbsp;Ours is a world ofBroken heartsAnd shatte..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arcadeiandesire/2054133/</link>
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