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			<title>No Heroes</title>
			<description>When I think about the world being savedI think about all the people on this planetand all the things we doand all the things we don't doand I know that we are 100%capable of saving ourselvesand each other.The next thing I realize is thatupon looking atexamples of 'heroes'there i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/2038377/</link>
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			<title>marry me</title>
			<description>He says that he'll consider marrying me in a voice thatmakes me wonder if our union mightgive him cancer.The more I realize that thismight actually be true,the more I am able to know himas a truly noble and selfless manfor ever having even consideredtaking the risk.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1697798/</link>
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			<title>this is war</title>
			<description>I realize again the depth of my womanhoodby acknowledging the fact yes, I do have warpaintbut it comes in the form ofcover-upto cover up the bagsthat tell youthat I have not been sleeping.And applying mascara less for the beauty of my eyesand more for one more reason not to cryeven though nobody's a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1697796/</link>
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			<title>First poem in a while</title>
			<description>I'm freaking out. I can't focus on anything.I don't know how to do this.I can't focus on the things that I know how to doand that I know that I have to dobecause I can't think so I freeze.-Even when my breathing is perfectly slow and even&amp;nbsp;and even when I'm very quiet and everything elseis very ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1678471/</link>
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			<title>2 Slices of Toast and a Bottle of Wine- This is How to Live Alone</title>
			<description>I just don't know what to tell me anymore when I come to me for advice.Problem being,that I can't avoid me.I always know when I'm homeand even when I'm not homeit doesn't matter becauseI always know where to find me.I already knowthat I won't know what to say to myself when I see me;and yetI still w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1348159/</link>
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			<title>Imagine Acid</title>
			<description>Free your mind.Smash your brain against 'the facts'until they bleed pretty colors.Dance naked in the rainthe snowdon't feel cold.Feel pain.Don't do it.Like any other feeling,just messages to the brain that the mass majority of us that aren't strong enougharen't strong enougharen't strong enough yeth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278491/</link>
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			<title>Humanitarian People Eater</title>
			<description>I'll be honest,from the moment I get off this stagethat may or may not be my life,I don't want to talk to you.Raised well by insert mother here.Simple respect and politeness keep mefrom telling you not to approach me.At least not today.Mother also said don't talk to strangers.Stop talking to dead pe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278483/</link>
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			<title>Breakfast of Champions in the Homeless Community</title>
			<description>Make sure you tell them you haven't eaten in 12hrs;that helps a lot.After cashing in the last of your pride,sit and scarf downthe otherwise free meal.Let shame pass like gas;your belly finallyround and full.Lay back to a symphonyof gurgling digestion,light up a fagand smoke it like you fucked it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278478/</link>
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			<title>No Rhyme </title>
			<description>The silence is maddening.Scream in my face.You can be a home-bumanywhere.Im bashing my ego againstevery verbadjectivenounthat just refuses to rhyme with me.Hunt me downtil you an finally look me in the faceand tell me that I'm orangeand that rhyming,was just never meant for me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278475/</link>
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			<title>I'm a Dancer, Not a Hooker</title>
			<description>You say it sucks.No.You know what sucks?Sweating and chain smoking your life away.Working your a*s off sporting true talent,but not making shitbecause you're not sucking dick in the back room or after 2.Being told that you're 'palyin' or 'talkin s**t'when you let them know from the get-go that you d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278472/</link>
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			<title>Redefine Stripper in Passion</title>
			<description>You're're only as useful as you aresexy, limber and rhythmic.I am sound traveling, lingering before your eyes.Beautiful wavelengths highlighted,evolved into color in motion.I am a dancer.I am sex on the floor,on a stagefor an audience of those who arelonelyor 'just know how to party'.Gliding my body..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278468/</link>
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			<title>Show and Tell</title>
			<description>I love it how I can take care of you forever,ask of you one favor in that time,and never see it fulfilled.Even if you promise.Promised.Show, don't tell...you promised...love.Love me.Love my scars because nobody elsewill-else wants to-else can.Because it keeps me fromwelcoming any stain but yours.Wat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278464/</link>
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			<title>This Story</title>
			<description>Don't promise to be thereif all you're going to do is watch.Why even bother applying if you'renot going to show up to work?To look like you're doing somethinglook like you're tryingto look like you want to earn this as badly as I doto look...After high school is a defining point in anyone's life.It'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1278457/</link>
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			<title>5/6/13</title>
			<description>Good-bye Chris. I wish I was enough for you and I miss you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1170627/</link>
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			<title>the happy kind of tired</title>
			<description>Thank you.Thank you so much,but I'm okay.I'll always be okay.And when I'm not,soon I will be.That's life.Sure, I look tired,but why shouldn't I be?I've done a lot.I'm proud of myself.Tired is something to be proud of.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1148596/</link>
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			<title>what have you done with my mind?</title>
			<description>Wow. I can hardly believe it at all. I actually miss you.It been an extended period of time,enough time at least for me where with most people,I could occupy myself long enough not to care anymore.Nothing keeps my mind from wandering back to you. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1147900/</link>
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			<title>figuring it out</title>
			<description>And then all of a sudden, and even without warning, I was the luckiest girl in the world.What I had come to believe over the years,through the experience that life is ever bound to bring,is two things.1) That the key to long lasting romantic relationships isto find someone to make you happier never ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1145636/</link>
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			<title>finding the words to say ________</title>
			<description>It's been a funny sort of daywhere the copper sun shines down bluein calming shades of mysteryfor those who even have a clue.Fickle fingers of ______work their way down this clergy's spineI find myself being swayed by the slightest whispered gestureswhere I thought no proof would even be valid.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1136326/</link>
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			<title>Cold</title>
			<description>I am a funny spring day. The kind where you look out the window, and it looks so warm and pleasant that you walk out in a t-shirt and expect to be greeted kindly. The kind where when you step out the door, and stop mid-stride from the shock of the bitter chill to the air. In short, I'm a cold person..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1134182/</link>
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			<title>Reformatting Denied</title>
			<description>For the one that even time could never heal in me. I wish you every happiness.</description>
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			<title>It's okay, I know what this says to you, is different than what it means to me.</title>
			<description>Come close.Closer.Take a look around.Sample my essence.I want to feel your desire-for you to desire me.Hearts pounding.Breath heavy.Total focus on intentions.Acting with a goal.Following through.Take me into you,so I can be at ease enough,to let you come inside me.This isn't sex,I just want someone ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/1017118/</link>
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			<title>Aspire to be an Alcoholic</title>
			<description>Keep drinking so as not to become . . .undrunk.Ha!is the will I send to grammarand all else who would mock mein this anything but soberstate of mind.Ironicofficially pulled away from my vocabularybecause finally everything just makes sense.That numbing feeling just outside my skinis all I need now;i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/997296/</link>
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			<title>draft notes</title>
			<description>Pulling in about as fastas photosynthesis.It twists and turns my stomachto miss you.Honestly, more often than not,it makes me sad.Because anyone living their life like that can't have a very joyous&amp;nbsp;existence.There's just something very wrong with him.He must be sickI think.Unfortunately, even a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/994142/</link>
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			<title>How to Tears?</title>
			<description>Have you ever just felt like you couldn't cry anymore?I have.I do.No matter how sador angryor happy . . .maybeAtear.Maybe two.But no more.I just can't do it.Afraid of going numb.Scared that perhaps, I already am.I'm losing it.And I don't even know what 'it' is.Once upon a time . . .I was so tired.So..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/985802/</link>
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			<title>idk today</title>
			<description>I don't know what this is. I can't even really write it down.Inspired yet&amp;nbsp;flabbergasted. At a loss for words.One moment, happier than I've ever been. The next,in that stage ofholy s**t, what've I done? I never wanted to trust, or give myself to anyone this much.Stupidstupidstupid.You mean so mu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/985325/</link>
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			<title>Please, does anyone know anything about the symbolism that happens in dreams???</title>
			<description>This is a true story. I need help, this dream won't seem to find it's way out of my head and I'm afraid it means something awful, I just don't know what. And ideas, suggestions or fact are welcome.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/984924/</link>
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			<title>Cut Off at Content</title>
			<description>Let's just always have a grand ol' time.I'll be youand you'll be me.Strike that,reverse itand laugh.Keep ourselves&amp;nbsp;intrigued.Close enough to line up ouroutstretched elbowsbut no more.Feeling each other's heat,each other's breath andanxious quivers.Only ever close enoughbut never to close.All be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/982880/</link>
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			<title>don't be</title>
			<description>Don't be embarrassed.Sorry if you were humiliated.Ha. Hate to tell you, kiddo;but that ship has long since sailed.I've by far learned not to carewhat other people think.I've been stepped onand spit onand s**t on more than enoughto ever let it bother meagain.Dancing naked for the crowdwas more than w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/982324/</link>
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			<title>Definition Unnecessary</title>
			<description>I don't need it.I don't need anyone oneor anything.I can function and get byall on my own.That is not to say thatto have certain things,certain people in my lifedoes not make me me all thehappier or more comfortable.But that's exactly all it really is.Comfort.Another thing that in the endI really ju..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/980065/</link>
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			<title>Take a Break</title>
			<description>The simple contentment we findin between our day to day lives.Those momentswhen we stop in our rut,look out to that greener, greener grassreach out, and touch it.Soft, warm,maybe even climb up andlay down andrest for a while.Listen.Silence is music in itself;especially in those times.Beautiful.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/977673/</link>
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			<title>Deployed from the Womb</title>
			<description>Hey there, rosebud.Inhale hope.Trudging through the trenchesof my own personal war zone.Keep it&amp;nbsp;chemo.Nobody can see you.Nobody can know.Neverbeseen.My own holocaust;where grain is sweetbecause life is bitter.Lovebecomes&amp;nbsp;irrelevant.Hatebecomes irrelevant.Animalistic&amp;nbsp;almost.Maybe even ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/977670/</link>
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			<title>Destined for Choice</title>
			<description>Is there in factdestiny or fate?My personal beliefs on the subject are:to an extent.Many may argue thatthere can't be any'certain extent', maybe or gray areaconcerning the existence of fate or destinybut I argue that there definitely is.I believe that we are destined to havespecific opportunities,th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/977659/</link>
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			<title>Mark Only the Gesture</title>
			<description>D***o stricken fantasies;all that could ever satisfy.Gay.As wonderful as the punthat was only ever intended.Silly and sweet.Dark chocolate&amp;nbsp;even though I hate itmost&amp;nbsp;expensive on the linewas gifted to me.Best of intention.Sweetest, bested, greatest of intention.Yet fruitlessand if they only..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/977654/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>Never mind.Don't worry about it.It's fine.The same thing I do every time.Desperately trying to avoidconfrontation;and I do I suppose.That is,since I don't even fightas they trample all over me.Even when the day came wherethe girl that I would have gladly&amp;nbsp;died forif I was only ever given&amp;nbsp;th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/976241/</link>
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			<title>Something Like Spell Check</title>
			<description>Review this night inbright red pen,tell me what went wrong.The living are exempt fromnill,but for such pride what sentence is leftfor the&amp;nbsp;unforgiven?(Even when the crime may be consideredforgivable.)Choice.Such as to pickpocket adull and slow,blind, old man;it would be that, w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/976221/</link>
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			<title>To Belong; or More Like Otherwise</title>
			<description>I could do anything.Work and work and workuntil the tips of my fingerswere nothing but bruises.Then moreuntil those bruises bled;and still be left with the ever resounding,&quot;you missed a spot.&quot;But lest I forget,I am not your daughter,not your sister,not your nieceand you are not my family.In no way d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/976218/</link>
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			<title>Last One</title>
			<description>Liar, liarget me highercause it hurts my heartwhen I remember that you're gone.Lost, broken pointsand hidden messages sustain me.Make me stronger.A rumble in this skinny bellythat does just that.It rumbles and tumbles&amp;nbsp;and makes wayfor many&amp;nbsp;a better supper.Good hearty mind food forwhen that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/973840/</link>
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			<title>Softest Hands in the World</title>
			<description>A smile presses easilyfrom your sweetlips to mine.Stupid and giddy.Something like&amp;nbsp;butterfliesis how I feel after we go onour special adventures.Take me from that darkest houruntil my grin sets so deep and so hardthat at any moment my cheekswould fail meif only I would stop.Could only stop.What ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/973364/</link>
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			<title>We Have To</title>
			<description>Sometimes . . .we just have to cry.And when we crywe need to feeland in order to feelwe need to cutand when we cutthat makes us bleed.Sometimes . . .we just have tobleed...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/968732/</link>
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			<title>What is, A Coward?</title>
			<description>I'm soso tired&amp;nbsp;of hearinghow selfish I am.Hearing that I am selfishgetting upevery morning,and slapping onthe realest smilethat I can&amp;nbsp;synthesizejust so no onehas to look athow uglyI feel.My heart&amp;nbsp;is tired.I didn't even knowthat heartscould get tired.But mine is.I try to loveeveryone.I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/968721/</link>
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			<title>Bad Karma</title>
			<description>Integrity is at the heartof whatever loss this battle has to offer.And yes, loss.Because we all know,you don't have to win to boost your ego.All you really have to dois be&amp;nbsp;the loudest man out.So hold on to your shoe bucklesand let go of your belt straps;it's&amp;nbsp;going to be a bumpy ride.Bend o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/967400/</link>
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			<title>Laugh at Racism, it's Good For You</title>
			<description>Silly little hoodlum beatsdown this winding, dying streetall taken to seriously.It is to youwhat it is to mebut more.Spic.N****r.Chinc.Cracker.Kike.LOL? No?Whenever has fightinghate with hate ever worked?This is whyI hold my belly hardand laugh at youfor all that you are.For ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/966361/</link>
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			<title>Exokay</title>
			<description>Take me slowly,weeping,lonely.That's what happenedwhen I neededyou.I won't do itanymore.Since yesterdays gone byI have beenself sufficient.I am happy of my own free will;and no oneis taking thataway from me.Lesson learnedonelasttime.So feel free.Drag her down ..</description>
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			<title>A Perfect World</title>
			<description>Compromise yourself and come together.This is only the beginning.Follow love and passionto higher grounds,where waris a termleft unrecognized by those who live there.Heart and respectare the parents of enlightenment.They raise him here to flourishin actualitysince the pain of reality..</description>
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			<title>Mamma?</title>
			<description>Mamma,I've never needed youlike&amp;nbsp;I need you now.&amp;nbsp;Walking circles in this empty town.	Anything to fill this.Take me, break me, burn me down.	Anything to end this.&amp;nbsp;Falling, sinking till I drown.	Anything to kill this.The sound of my heart&amp;nbsp;as itpoundspoundspounds.	A..</description>
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			<title>B***h, You're F*****g Dead To Me</title>
			<description>In dead-ication to Kimberly Jean Lary and Tiffany C**t Hoisington.</description>
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			<title>The Rabit Whole was Set by Poachers</title>
			<description>My heart is tired.It hurts.Ouch,Why?I hate it.No I don't;don't hate anything.At leasttry not to-ouch.What am I doing?Where am I going?Why am I here?Am I here?Do I exist?If so, do I have to?Ouch.F**k.Relentless fearclouds my mind and judgement.I'd cry if I could.It's probably better that I ca..</description>
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			<title>To Die With This Addiction</title>
			<description>The first time Itied a tie,was when I first learnedto tie a noose.I think it was fate.That way,I can now&amp;nbsp;hang downjust outside your window.The one wayto finally makeyousee howIfeel.I knew youweren't real.That's howI'm already usedto sleeping alone.Dying is ..</description>
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			<title>Good-bye Lady Like Behavior</title>
			<description>When dreams are all in all discouragingand love is a battlefieldthen where the hell am I to gowhen I'm sad and uninspired?Denial,love,hate,overwhelmed.Never aroundNever brokenNever healedNever again.Final word,is love;but no extra.Maxed out at unconditional.Love thy neigh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CaptainThornton/957152/</link>
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			<title>Mommy, where do, those, kind of people come from?</title>
			<description>Fight the fight against hate</description>
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