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			<title>Restricted Lives</title>
			<description>Dont let anyone see the tears is what he lived byHe viewed them as something that made him a weaker guyWhat he really needed to do was let down that wall of prideTo just let everything out that hes kept deep insideAll this little girl has known is stabbing painYou look into her eyes and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/440361/</link>
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			<title>Through Little  Eyes</title>
			<description>She was born into a world that would easily decieveTelling her it doesnt get better hoping she'd believeHer drunken mother appears who never really did care muchThe little girl shrinks back with the womans painful touchThe girl's eyes move slowly to the man her mom brought home this time..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/440360/</link>
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			<title>*~*Crush*~*</title>
			<description>Its a secret in my heart I cannot tellI try to hide it, but its not going to wellMixed feelings wanting to say it allBut after being beatin down I can only stand so tall&amp;nbsp;I try to push it away but it comes back moreMy thoughts is what I try daily to ignoreHis smile burned into my h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/336782/</link>
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			<title>She Is Beautiful</title>
			<description>Disrespect is what they show her everydayPushing her around making the hurt stayShe wants to be loved and thought this was okayBut now it's a forced feeling, this isnt the wayShe wants him to say she's  beautiful in his eyesBut to get that, she gives herself to the liesHe just wants to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/336781/</link>
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			<title>Love Shattered All</title>
			<description>Sipping that White grape vodka in the cornerLooking at the strange world, she was a foreignerShe doesn't think anyone understands her anymoreThis world confuses her, her mind was at war&amp;nbsp;She says her heart doesn't bleed from the painIt's turned to stone, but it has left it's stainW..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/311411/</link>
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			<title>You're My Addiction, Be My Medication?</title>
			<description>It started with a pain in my heartFeeling the separation of us being apartAn addiction nothing else could fillleaning over all I do is get illYou probably don't care and thats okcause our future is nothing but greyIt's another storm that leaves its messAll it has caused me is useless..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/308740/</link>
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			<title>This Relationship</title>
			<description>I said I'd never let anyone that close againBut I sat there nervously tapping the phone with my penWaiting for a call or text, I tried to push the feeling awayNot wanting to fall, not wanting this feeling to stay&amp;nbsp;Sitting there looking down, but he comes to say hiThen walks away from..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290357/</link>
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			<title>The Stranger</title>
			<description>A poem story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290353/</link>
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			<title>You Saved Me</title>
			<description>My stress decided to take over me tonightI slid to the floor, not wanting to fightThe tears came down like a razor bladeSitting in the darkness, I wanted to fade&amp;nbsp;The pain in my life, decided to try to kill me todayAs I look at myself in the mirror I know I&amp;rsquo;m not okSearchin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290352/</link>
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			<title>Beat Down?</title>
			<description>This tells a little bit of what I went through when I was still in Russia...and tells of how I was saved and no longer am that scared little kid, but a stronger girl who doesnt regret her past cause It makes me who I am today.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290351/</link>
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			<title>Do You Know Me?</title>
			<description>Many people say they know me, many say it&amp;rsquo;s trueThat they know everything about me; they think they have a clueBut do they really know me, the person deep within my heartOr am I just another person, who you set apart&amp;nbsp;There are some people who hide their feelings deep insideWho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290348/</link>
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			<title>I Am....Me!</title>
			<description>I am young and still growingI am smart but not all knowingI am nice, but sometimes a jerkI am not lazy but at times don&amp;rsquo;t want to work&amp;nbsp;I am talented yet sometimes I waste it allI am strong and know where I stand yet sometimes I fallI have friends but sometimes I enjoy being ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290346/</link>
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			<title>Strength Within</title>
			<description>Standing there, unmoving legs showing now fearsA face without expression, hiding all the tearsYou look at this person wondering how they got so strongYou admire them wondering what things they have surpassed that were wrong&amp;nbsp;Searching their face for signs, uncertainty is what you see..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290345/</link>
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			<title>Let  Me Reach Out To You</title>
			<description>Sitting back hearing about your painWatching it push you down with a huge chainAs down as you could get not being able to smileTrying to change it, but you know it will stay a whileSitting back I can't stand it anymoreSlowly walking towards u picking up what toreLeaning forward to tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290344/</link>
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			<title>Remember</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Lying there wiping away the thousandth tearLooking back at the painful past yearHurt seemed to come from every corner nowShe used to have the perfect life, she didn't know how&amp;nbsp;She used to wake up to her man every dayBut all that plays is that the cancer took him awaySh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290343/</link>
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			<title>Pain In Their Eyes</title>
			<description>A little girl is born today and cries out for loveBut all she gets is a glare and silence from someone aboveShe looks at this person and screams out for someone with a smileBut all she gets is a slap on the face, as they look at her fileA little girl of four years old&amp;nbsp; stumbles by the d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290340/</link>
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			<title>What Is The Real Life You Live?</title>
			<description>I wrote this when I was going through some things. I was working with 4 different bands at the time and I had many people who confided in me. I wanted and tried to help them but I was also trying to get over some stuff and didnt talk to anyone about it an</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMckeen/290339/</link>
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