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			<description>There were times when I stayed up all night waitin'But in the stillness of night, all was in vainI felt so lonely like you didin't care at allIt was like I'm not on your mind, and missing me was impossibleI hope you still remember how you love me, and how I love youBut everything has chang..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/2161416/</link>
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			<title>gone with the wind</title>
			<description>as it goes. . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/1025538/</link>
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			<title>that leaves no other time. . .</title>
			<description>Grabbed my waist, pulled me closer, and kissed me.Truth is, it took me weeks on how to start writing this one. Well, yeah, I am not good at writing this kind of piece &amp;#2013266048;&quot; such happy, intimate, and wonderful moments. For me, it&amp;rsquo;s too difficult to describe them in writing. Tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/867233/</link>
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			<title>just i'll say</title>
			<description>another heartfelt piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/803745/</link>
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			<title>being one</title>
			<description>i just wrote it for the sake of having to express what's inside of me when i am with him :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/790923/</link>
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			<title>12-12-07</title>
			<description>I always struck on that particular store,what am I really exactly looking for?Oh! I'll ask no more. . .it has something to do with before.those laughs, i could picture-out,those vows, i could barely count,trust was in me, I had no doubt,happy I was, that I could almost shout.it was just like yesterd..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/787771/</link>
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			<title>unchaptered</title>
			<description>January 29, 2011</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/787730/</link>
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			<title>mystify</title>
			<description>what's really missing?it's more than just a thing,does it involve hoping?or is it longing?sometimes, it feels like smiling,yet it feels like crying;emotions still swaying,can't help but breaking.always damn paving,it keeps on lingering;tears start falling,breeze smoothly caressing...pain slowly kill..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/786321/</link>
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			<title>stay</title>
			<description>this is just how it goes. . . </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/786067/</link>
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			<title>silent wish</title>
			<description>don't know what am I going into,I can't even count my sighs every time I think of you;how I really wish I could let you go,but that's the only thing I couldn't do.am I not worthy for you to fight for?or you just want me to go, and see me no more?if you will just widely open your door,I would risk ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/779676/</link>
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			<title>crooked</title>
			<description>there's one thing I have in mind,that have always makes me sighed,why does the world never so kind?that it let my heart bled until it died. . .never had the chance to unwind,happenings agreed to coincide,so much pain in soul had already signed,but still truth had left denied. . .or is it me that is ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/779423/</link>
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			<title>vida</title>
			<description>what I love about LIFE is the freedom to enjoy it and make the most of it :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/778655/</link>
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			<title>fooled around</title>
			<description>i never thought i'd
be as clueleSs as an idiot, until i
found out that i am being fooled by
the one i trusted the most. . .

. . .this is why i wrote this poem. . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/778545/</link>
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			<title>got something good</title>
			<description>Lesson I have learned these past days :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kurdapiaful/778104/</link>
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