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		<description>The original writings of author Akasha Hale</description>
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			<title>Rise, Rebel, Resist</title>
			<description>Song I wrote that could be viewed as a poem I guess</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/996596/</link>
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			<title>Setting Myself Free</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Encased in this vacant prison&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Agonizing&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Fists hurting&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; From pounding and clawing&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/992741/</link>
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			<title>Folllow Me</title>
			<description>One of my funny creepy ones</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/992739/</link>
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			<title>I'm Seeing Red</title>
			<description>New Song</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/992736/</link>
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			<title>They Called Her</title>
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			<title>What about...?</title>
			<description>What about me?What about you?What about everything we've been through?What about the memories we boxed up?And all the days we gave away?What about the promises and the plans we made?it just feels like we're giving up.What about me?What about you?What about us?All the memory's, that we're losing,All ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/828631/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>Someone oldNo one newFeeling borrowedAlways blueSomeone oldNo one newFeeling borrowedAlways blueSomeone oldNo one newFeeling borrowedAlways blueSomeone oldNo one newAlways borrowedAlways you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/828235/</link>
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			<title>You're always in My Heart</title>
			<description>Each night when the stars shineI pray I'll find a love so true.Each time the wind blowsI would call outhoping someone would answer.But one day destiny showed me you.Although your far,your always here in my heart. &amp;nbsp;You see,i Never met anyone just like you.Don't you break my heart,cause i love yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/823849/</link>
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			<title>Toxic</title>
			<description>Flashback to the darkest day, of her joyful life.She&amp;rsquo;s standing there in the alley, holding the bloody knife.Staring down at her lover, he&amp;rsquo;s breathing his last breath.Deathly whispers consume the alley, filling it up with dread. But theDarkness! Consuming her body! Demons possess her sou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/823845/</link>
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			<title>For Eternity</title>
			<description>Come&amp;nbsp;over to the dark side my&amp;nbsp;love, cross on over for me.Fate can never hurt you, and you will live for eternity.God has forsaken us, and baby we are damned.Time will&amp;nbsp;pass&amp;nbsp;us by, and here we will forever stand&amp;hellip;ohWhen you cry I will wipe away all of your tears.And when you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AkashaHale/823843/</link>
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			<title>Cut</title>
			<description>Time passes on, but yet I&amp;rsquo;m still here, My life keeps going on, and this is what I fear.My pain inside&amp;hellip;well&amp;hellip;never shows,My pain inside&amp;hellip;it grows and it grows.&amp;nbsp;Childhood was bad, teenage life is worse,My life sucks, and it&amp;rsquo;s like a damn curse.People surround me, t..</description>
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