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			<title>Heartbr(oken)eak</title>
			<description>Honestly, viewer discretion is advised because this is not good at all. Nothing but a really random chain of thoughts that I will probably send out read requests for anyways.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1572055/</link>
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			<title>Midnight Blues</title>
			<description>If you want to start a journey, you have to take the first step.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1548908/</link>
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			<title>Honesty is the Best Policy </title>
			<description>Just kinda something I came up with on the spot</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1548057/</link>
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			<title>The Sick-mess</title>
			<description>My attempt at a slam poem, I might need to post a video on youtube and put the link in the description at some point, so I can be assured that it is being heard in the ways that I imagine it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1546030/</link>
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			<title>That Slow, Somber Tune</title>
			<description>A sonnet I have attempted to write in Iambic Pentamiter, feel free to correct me on anything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1326140/</link>
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			<title>Chain of Thoughts </title>
			<description>The mere thought of youMade it all melt awayAngerFearSadnessAnd sent a chill down my spineBut nowThe mere thought of youBrings it all backAngerFearSadnessAnd sends a shock through my heartI used to think that &quot;me&quot; could be made &quot;we&quot;But then I realizedThere is no &quot;we&quot;I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1297124/</link>
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			<title>Imaginary bindings</title>
			<description>There's no escaping from this prisonnothing to save me from the depths of my mindThese imaginary chains holding me backLying unbroken and tauntingThe time on my hands keeps meTrapped in the nonexistent confinesnobody there to save me from herethe place where I am boundno one is left ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1253533/</link>
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			<title>I cant hear you anymore</title>
			<description>You say these thingsas if the words don't hurtas if I don't feel the painas if I truly hurt you tooI sit there and take itas if you aren't thereas if I cant hear you as if things you say have no biteI wait for you to stopas if you will just let it goas if I don't believe your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1252659/</link>
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			<title>Sweetness of Sorrow</title>
			<description>I could not fit my description in this box, so that is down below. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1235832/</link>
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			<title>Tick-Tock</title>
			<description>Tick tockthe time counts downTick tockthe hands move aroundTick tockthe exaggerated soundTick tockmaking my heart poundTick tockthe beat comes againTick tockthe only sound, only friendTick tockthe sound fills my mindTick tockleaving the past behindTick tockTick tickTick tock</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1188123/</link>
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			<title>The Ugly Duck</title>
			<description>Her voice but a whisperLost in the memoryof herselfWho she once wasfound missingdragged down by chains ofpastNo longer seen as a caterpillarand gone away the uglyduckling,she left her cocoon, expectingbeautybut as the layers scratch awayall that's left isthe ugly truth</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1188116/</link>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>He took my hand. It was so.... unreal. The wheels in my head were clicking into overdrive. It wasn't something that I was used to. I wasn't exactly the prettiest girl in school; that was my best friend. No, I was just.... average. And that was on a good day. It was like I was wearing a guy repellent..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1063253/</link>
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			<title>A fool</title>
			<description>A short poem written about messing up a crush.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1062221/</link>
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			<title>Said Goodbye</title>
			<description>This is a poem about the loved and lost through your own decisions, but even you don't know the reasons in the end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1050406/</link>
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			<title>Can't Remain</title>
			<description>This is a poem about how out of place people feel, no matter where their at.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1049885/</link>
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			<title>Feelings in my Chest</title>
			<description>This is a love poem I wrote a few days ago. Not sure if it is any good, but I hope you do! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnnieEmma/1049869/</link>
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