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		<description>The original writings of author Annabelle Lee</description>
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			<title>ANYONE WHO GIVES A S**T</title>
			<description>To anyone who still readsJust in case you'll follow meI opened a new WCI will not close my first accountBut I won't write on it, eitherThe new one is to keep my RR boxFull of my unreadersSo those of you who give a shitJust letting you know I haven't quitMy names the same, the IP has changedNot quite..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1369676/</link>
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			<title>Sorry</title>
			<description>Hey Writers' CafeI'm sorry I've been awayBabysitting and summer classKicking some serious assI'll do better, I swearHope you all still love me here!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1369149/</link>
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			<title>Justin :)</title>
			<description>My younger brotherWrote his first poemIt'd be pretty sweet&amp;nbsp;If you got to know himHe was the subject&amp;nbsp;Of a lot of my workSo a quick little readReally won't hurt</description>
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			<title>Little people</title>
			<description>All you attention starved little peopleAll you financially deprived little peopleAll you not-the-brightest little peopleAll you bullied little peopleThis one's for the little peopleThey tell you it gets better, and eventually it mightBut I'm going to tell you what I know, because Annabelle doesn't l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1346174/</link>
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			<title>Watching You</title>
			<description>Couple stanzas stolen from One Republic's &quot;Stop and Stare&quot;</description>
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			<title>Oh well</title>
			<description>Sometimes I honestly just don'tDon't know what to sayIf it's religion or politicsI hope that that's okayI read a bunch of ChristiansTelling me god is goodAnd sometimes I'm afraidOf my opinions being misunderstoodAnd then I read a democrat liberalAnd everything they're sayingSounds so wrong to this g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1343002/</link>
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			<title>Annabelle Lee's been Blocked</title>
			<description>I just posted something sweetWell I guess now I'm confusedAnnabelle Lee's been blockedWhat the hell did I do?Been Cafe Browsing off and onAnd trying not to offendBut Annabelle Lee's been blockedHope this doesn't trend</description>
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			<title>Becoming me</title>
			<description>I can remember last year's promThe theme was fire and IceI've grown up a bit since thenBeen beaten down several timesI've had my heart broken by someoneWho didn't make any sense to meAnd then I had it stolenEveryone saw it comingI've decided something bigAnd done a lot of small thingsGot in a lot of..</description>
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			<title>I used to love this</title>
			<description>I walked into class todayWe're finishing up our poetry unitI talked to a really close classmateAnd she made me remember why I do thisI read her poemWe both criedBut it wasn't about bullyingOr somebody diedShe told me a storyOf an innocent babeWho used to hide herself awayAnd ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1333649/</link>
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			<title>They told me I could sing</title>
			<description>They told me I could singBut they were just a bunch of drunk guysSo I made myself a videoCuz the Internet doesn't lieListen to me if you willBut you know you don't have toI just want some honestyAnd whatever words you have will do http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pCGKxwHPDMc&amp;feature=yout..</description>
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			<title>Messing around with Iambic Pentameter</title>
			<description>reading julius ceasar, would be so much more interesting if it rhymed</description>
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			<title>Wake Up</title>
			<description>Wake up you liars, thieves, and cheatsWake up and see what you do to meWake up and try to be humanWake up before I die againWake up, please before it's too lateWake up before your next mistakeWe were not born liars, thieves, or cheatsWe were not born to hurt the weakWe were born small and sweetYou w..</description>
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			<title>Greetings </title>
			<description>My goodness, look, my rhyme still worksI miss the cafe so much it hurtsI've been real busy, barely time to thinkAnd one of my new years' resolutions was to do some writingSome serious stuff, if you think about it, it isI wanna be published, famous and shizoh gosh i just did itI used teenage slangWha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1308958/</link>
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			<title>56</title>
			<description>I wish it was 56&amp;nbsp;And my life was cool and classic&amp;nbsp;Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Bettie PageWishing I lived in the golden age&amp;nbsp;Pin ups, malt shops, records, Elvis and Johnny Cash&amp;nbsp;Coupe de'ville Cadillacs and a sock hop bash&amp;nbsp;Wishing I were classic and vintage&amp;nbsp;Back in America..</description>
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			<title>Learn to get along</title>
			<description>When he looks at meI see the whole world in his eyesAnd I can do anythingHis big baby bluesI wonder sometimesHow it is I'm still breathingHe was so smallHis hands were so weakNow he's playing ballAnd just a head shorter than meAs a sister i'm a lot of thingsA tyrant, a hero, a know it all, and role ..</description>
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			<title>A Challenge</title>
			<description>Over four hundred read requestsAnd some seem so damn depressingtitles screaming please &amp;nbsp;don't read meI find all of them so repressingWhat happened to the witty piecesThe ones from spring and summerEveryone seemed so much happierWhat happened now, I wonder?I've got a challenge for whoever reads ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1267540/</link>
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			<title>Front of the pack</title>
			<description>Spent two whole years on someone else's tailFollowing them through my own personal hellNot even the same person every stepAnd letting someone pass me is a constant regretI let too many of them take what's mineWell that's happened for about the last timeI've never been the worst, put me in the middle..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1264147/</link>
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			<title>20 more truths about me</title>
			<description>because privacy is a thing of the past</description>
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			<title>Falling into (fifty fifth) place</title>
			<description>Sort of my in-house rival. It's healthy to be a little competitive with your teammates</description>
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			<title>ITS BEEN FOREVER</title>
			<description>Annabelle Lee's been totally MIABut she did go to state todayIn cross country, 315 miles awayAll of my teammates and I did okayAnd made plans for a future relayGot 55th of 84th placeThe season's over, and that's okayBeen managing the football teamAnother reason you ain't seen meI think they're heade..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1261113/</link>
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			<title>I'm a girl</title>
			<description>I'm a lifterI'm a runnerI'm a girlI'm a studentI'm a managerI'm a girlI'm a singerI'm a flutistI'm a girlI'm a daughterI'm a sisterI'm a girlI'm individualI'm originalI'm a girlI'm powerfulI'm a leaderAnd I'm still a girl</description>
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			<title>Must be Love</title>
			<description>Haven't been to the weightroom in foreverMy bench muscles are starting to itchI sure do miss my squatrackThis schedule of mine's being a bitchI'm sure I've lost some muscleAnd that's not too fun to think ofI really really need to work outIf it hurts this much it must be love</description>
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			<title>Tinkerbell</title>
			<description>homecoming was friday</description>
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			<title>Millenial</title>
			<description>According to an articleOur lit teacher made us readThis generation is snobbishAnd overcome with greedUsing big words like narcissismand trying to coat it with sarcasmWhy they're pointing fingersIsn't something I can fathomWe're too wrapped up in technologyAnd cyber communicationA society much bigger..</description>
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			<title>Just One</title>
			<description>One guyJust oneThis can't beIt's just not meBut I keep thinkingAbout me beingA one guy girlJust oneHow crazy is thisI don't know what it isI've played aroundSettle down?That's not meIt never will beUntil this one guyJust oneDay and night, rain and snow&amp;nbsp;He's on my mind, I'm sure he knowsHe walks..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1230873/</link>
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			<title>I've been where you're at</title>
			<description>Don't kick him when he's downThat makes you look like a d****e&amp;nbsp;I don't care who he isAnd what he did to youDon't hate others for what they haveOr look down upon them for what they don'tI'm almost sure they will not judgeJust as long as you won't&amp;nbsp;Don't hate on someone when their back is tur..</description>
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			<title>Marvin</title>
			<description>Walking home from the gas stationIce cream and rock star in handWhen I come across this little dogMisshapen, sad, matted little manSo I called up my familyAsked could they come pick me upThere was this little dogAnd he was looking pretty roughMats and tangles snout to tailLeft side of his snout defo..</description>
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			<title>Something new</title>
			<description>Walked into the beauty shopWith and image in my headI want the layers messyI want the hair dark redI sat there in the beauty shopAnd patiently waited&amp;nbsp;Thinking what I would look likewith my little ginger headI got into the chairThe hairdresser asked me what I'd likeI showed her my pictureShe loo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1223656/</link>
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			<title>My response to asian girlfriend advertisements</title>
			<description>getting sick of seeing adsfor asian girlfriends onlineis there something wrongwith the american kind?are you looking for someone smallthat you can't understand?so you don't know that she's yelling at youoh, what a typical american manare you looking for an ageless faceso you can't tell if she's eigh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1220266/</link>
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			<title>My ragtag bunch of cheerleaders</title>
			<description>Another Back to school piece, don't shoot me</description>
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			<title>Why didn't I think of this?</title>
			<description>In, out, it will all be okayYou can still play your fluteAnd hit up before school weightsEnjoying the last week and a half I haveBefore the summer really endsI can't believe it's really here!My sophomore/junior year beginsJust got my schedule done yesterdayA few extra classes, and sacrificeIt will b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1220219/</link>
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			<title>Pointless</title>
			<description>About time I wrote something more upbeatSomething to make me singAnd bounce on my feetSomething adorable, with absolutely no pointAnd I can't think of another rhyme for thatSo I'll put in a random JointI could make up rhymes like Dr. SeussAs I'm sitting here runningOff insomnia and word juiceI went ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1214158/</link>
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			<title>Where is he?</title>
			<description>Is he tall or short?Light or darkDoes he have really blue eyesAnd a really big heart?Does he write?Hopefully no better than meBut will it matter?Where is he?Does he benchOr squatIs he strong?Probably notDoes he read?How often?Does he prefer TolkienOr Austen?Does he playPlease say yesIf not&amp;nbsp;He's..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1214141/</link>
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			<title>School</title>
			<description>Desks stacked on either side of the hallwayThe gym smells of a fresh layer of wax and wet paintMost lights are off, a few dead crickets in the hallThis doesn't seem like school at allIf I close my eyes I can rememberComing to school in sweatpants and UGGs last DecemberI can remember walking down the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1213707/</link>
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			<title>Unrequited </title>
			<description>So sick of sitting here pretendingOnly princesses get their happy endingsFriend zoned, forgotten, stepped on, abusedReally sick of feeling usedAnd to think I waited for youLook at me now, I had everything to loseI told you anyways, I opened upAnd you laughed in my face, never felt so fucked upWhere ..</description>
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			<title>Spotter</title>
			<description>&quot;Hay girl, headin up to the weightroom, you in?&quot;&quot;Be there in five!&quot;&quot;Can't wait&quot;My spotter, my sister, the only other girl in the roomWho can love what I love, and do what I doShe pushes me to do my bestOn squat and clean, while I help her benchThe goals the same, stakes are highWe'll be working all ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1207377/</link>
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			<title>Cornrows on a white girl</title>
			<description>Yeah, just me bein stupid :p</description>
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			<title>A week in the life of Annabelle Lee</title>
			<description>I wake up on MondayWondering how much I'll run todayThen I take a shower and go to weights&amp;nbsp;Ignoring everyone else as they gapeThen I change and do to workBefore the muscles start to hurtHead home and feed my dogMaybe I'll go for a walk or a jogI wake up on TuesdayAnd think that I'll work sprint..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DogsWithWings/1203262/</link>
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			<title>She left</title>
			<description>She left without warning todayShe had cleaned her room and all the clothes were takenNobody could ask why she had run awayNobody could stop my heart from breakingShould have seen it in her face,&amp;nbsp;Should have seen in the scarsShe'd felt she was losing the raceShe was trying too hardAlways looking..</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>Got off work earlyGerbil shat on my shoulderWhat and awkward day</description>
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			<title>Color myself pretty</title>
			<description>Wake up to put on my faceColor myself pretty, color myself fakeBut when it comes to the end of the dayAnd all the beauty's been rubbed awayYou just see me, alone, afraidI keep on hoping, continue to prayThat I can be myself somedaySo this morning after I put on my faceI took one look and walked away..</description>
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			<title>Sweatshirt</title>
			<description>It's baggy and greenIt covers everythingNobody can seeInside it is meNobody knowsWhat it doesn't showNobody triesTo see what it hidesTake it for what it is, don't go and assumeBecause assuming makes and a*s out of both me and youIt's like a shield, or a suit, my own coat of armsAnd when I'm hiding i..</description>
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			<title>Are you kidding me</title>
			<description>Walk inside to handle nature's callAnd realize the dogs have no water at allTake it to the sink and fill it upThen my cell phone decided to jumpLeaped out of my pocket and splashed right inI'll never buy a smart phone, or a touch screen againAfter drowning three, maybe four, in less than two years' ..</description>
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			<title>Ughg</title>
			<description>I'm already dreading the hot sweaty gymHe hates all of us, all of us hate himBasketball practice isn't supposed to be in JulyIt's summer vacation, it's supposed to be mineJust a few hours, why is she making me go?I'm no good at sports, she oughtta knowAn hour on the bench isn't what I wanna doA whol..</description>
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			<title>About the requests.....</title>
			<description>So Annie's up over one hundred requestsBut after that week or two not being here, what can I expectI've already explained that I will not read storiesNot saying they're bad, they just kind of bore meAnd if you've requested several, forgive meI may not read all, because I'd rather be writing than rea..</description>
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			<title>Unkindness</title>
			<description>I'm sitting on the floorBut you should know, you put me thereCrying eyes bloodshot and soreWhat you're doing isn't fairRun to my bedroom at the end of the dayShut the door and belt it outOn my own and unafraidI'm free to sing out loudI sit alone in the back of the roomWon't even raise my handI'll be..</description>
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			<title>False Hope</title>
			<description>Don't look away like you don't careDon't walk right by pretending I'm not thereI know you notice, I know you seeBut how the hell do I get you to speak to meButI look away pretending you aren't thereI walk right by though I see you thereI talk to him like you don't matter to meBut you matter more tha..</description>
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			<title>Just a dream rewrite</title>
			<description>I was tryna please youAnd forgot about meBut looking at usAnyone could seeWhat we had was niceBut it was only just a dreamI followed you down this roadBut I gotta go backCuz you already knowTime for us to realizeIt was only just a dreamI finally go the the spotBut now I don't want itBecause I forgot..</description>
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			<title>Forgive me</title>
			<description>I'm done running,&amp;nbsp;I'm done hidingI'm sick of hatingSick of fightingI took a little trip into my mind and my pastAnd realized that Ignorance made me an assThe parts I remember you were but eighteen or nineteenYou didn't know how to take care of meLost your own mother shortly after I came alongI'..</description>
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			<title>Replaced</title>
			<description>Tell me you aren't just like the restThat she'll make you changeBut boy you've me mistaken for a foolYou must think that I'm derangedYou can't have this pattern goingAnd pretend that now you've changedJust to get into her pantsI swear you're just the same&quot;You don't know me or my story&quot;&quot;You think you..</description>
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