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		<description>The original writings of author Marla</description>
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			<title>Enemy</title>
			<description>The gloomy night that will end his fate&amp;nbsp;Would be because of my prolonged hate&amp;nbsp;This end that none will ever foresee&amp;nbsp;Will indeed change his destiny&amp;nbsp;His cutting words burn deep into my heart&amp;nbsp;I hate them, and I hated him from the start&amp;nbsp;An ignorant boy, who mocks and gloats&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thebittersea/965857/</link>
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			<title>Alone</title>
			<description>Every night, a sleepless night&amp;nbsp;Every day is lies with smiles&amp;nbsp;The sunny mask is constantly worn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No one sees what lies beneath&amp;nbsp;(No one ever seems to care)&amp;nbsp;I have a scarlet bottle of anger and fear&amp;nbsp;When will it be when that bottle breaks?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Every night a dre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thebittersea/965847/</link>
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			<title>Driving me to Madness</title>
			<description>Darkness has shown down on me&amp;nbsp;The only thing I had to guide&amp;nbsp;Light has cut through me&amp;nbsp;In me, through my insides&amp;nbsp;I walk on the glass of your broken heart&amp;nbsp;I lay on the jagged thoughts of you mind&amp;nbsp;In this place I feel confined&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Will you ever leave me be?&amp;nbsp;Will..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thebittersea/965844/</link>
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			<title>I am</title>
			<description>I am curious and headstrongI wonder if it&amp;rsquo;s worth reading for so longI hear my brain telling me to learn moreI see the gorethat is my head on the floorI want to visit places where I don&amp;rsquo;t belongI am curious and headstrongI pretend that I know everythingI feel th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thebittersea/962142/</link>
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			<title>Woods in Isolation</title>
			<description>Between the brown and husk of treesYou&amp;rsquo;ll hear my ghostly whisper through the leaves&amp;nbsp;The isolation of the woods, where I&amp;rsquo;m aloneIs the only place that truly feels to me like home&amp;nbsp;When I leave this Earth, take me to these woodsDo not leave me here, or..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thebittersea/962121/</link>
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			<title>Water Below the Bridge</title>
			<description>Dark poem. Inspired by some movie I watched as a kid.</description>
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