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			<title>Struggles</title>
			<description>Look in the mirrorwhat do you see?Nothing you likeoh poor poor baby.Now come on, come ondon't you cry.I understand it perfectlylisten, here's why.Ever since you cut your hairyou lost the soul in your eyes.The beating your heart doesseems to take you by surprise.I know you want to be differentand you..</description>
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			<title>Lifted</title>
			<description>She was lifted off her feetby a man who did not speakand her mind was in a rushfrom the drugs she just had tookThe world spinning all around hermaking her center of attentionHer boyfriend held her closelyas he worried about her livingIt has only been sweet Mary Janethat took away her caringShe dance..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookeRoseLee/1729234/</link>
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			<title>Self-help</title>
			<description>*TRIGGER WARNING*</description>
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			<title>Perfect Imperfections</title>
			<description>She was a trainwreck and she didn't even know it.</description>
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			<title>Ruined</title>
			<description>I was Diagnosed with Depression in September of 2009, I was 9 years old. However, a few years before that is where it all started.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookeRoseLee/1724216/</link>
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			<title>Fall or fly?</title>
			<description>I was DIagnosed with Depression in September of 2009, I was 9 years old. However, a few years before that is where it all started...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookeRoseLee/1724193/</link>
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			<title>The drive</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Okay, so the map says--&quot;&quot;I know where to go Emma, you don't have to tell me.&quot; Justin snapped at her, he wasn't having a good morning, lack of sleep and no coffee or food in his stomach; he was definitely grumpy.&quot;God damnit J, you don't have to be so f*****g rude to me! We're both tire..</description>
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			<title>Don't Let Go</title>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>&quot;Carly?! Carly, where are you?!&quot;Emma searched for hours, last place she saw Carly was at the party. She was talking to some guy, Tall with Brown hair and blue eyes brighter than the sky but when you looked in them, everything went cold. He gave off a harsh vibe, but Carly followed him upstairs where..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookeRoseLee/1723914/</link>
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			<title>B r o k e n wings</title>
			<description>He pulled her close, and whispered in her ear as she tensed up &quot;Don't worry baby, I'm yours.&quot; A tear rolled down the side of her face and she suddenly felt dizzy. Was there something in her drink?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrookeRoseLee/1723891/</link>
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			<title>My first rap</title>
			<description>This is my very first rap, so please no hate.
But comment, what do you think?</description>
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