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			<title>The Broken Girl's Wish</title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}Sometimes I wake up and pretend that I wake up to her.I wish for it to br true, but it isn't.&amp;nbsp;I lost. He wonShe loved me back.I felt like ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1861720/</link>
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			<title>One Day</title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}One day I will be rich.I am sure of it.I'll be the empress of the world.Nobody could touch me.Not even closeAngels will sing songs of me, wis..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1861719/</link>
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			<title>Letting Go.</title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}span.Apple-tab-span {white-space:pre}I can't sleepI don't want to eat.I need to pretend that everything is fine.I don't want to wake upI want..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1861718/</link>
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			<title>The Broken Girl's Wish</title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 14.0px}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}Sometimes I wake up and preten..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1857892/</link>
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			<title>God Damn it</title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}God damn it&amp;nbsp;She's just too temptingToo beautifulToo flawlessToo.. taken.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1857824/</link>
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			<title>Jealousy's a B*tch</title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000}span.s1 {font-kerning: none}Sometimes I wake up and pretend that I wake up to her.I wish for it to be true, but it isn't.&amp;nbsp;I lost. He wonShe loved me back.I felt like ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1855200/</link>
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			<title>Do You See That Girl?</title>
			<description>You see that girl?&amp;nbsp;She looks so happy right?Telling jokes smiling, having a great time and...Dying inside.She's hurtAnd tiredTired of all the dramaTired of not being good enoughTired of life.She doesn't want to look&amp;nbsp;Dramatic,Weak,Attention seeking.So she keeps it all on the inside.Acts lik..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1777262/</link>
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			<title>Red</title>
			<description>Roses are redViolets are blueSugar is sweet and so are you.But the roses are wiltedThe violets are deadThe sugar bowl's empty&amp;nbsp;And my wrists are stainedRed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1763656/</link>
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			<title>The Most Important Lesson of All Time</title>
			<description>When I was just a little girlI was all alone in this big, big world.Nothing to guide me.But then I saw those two, playing together	And I found some people to help me seeHow friends are the most important things you'll ever need&amp;nbsp;They will be the spiritual troughs from which you feedIf you're alo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1758428/</link>
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			<title>The Friend</title>
			<description>When I was in the fourth grade, on a hot, April day, I was walking towards the swing set. I then see her and another sixth grader. I timidly walk closer to the swing set. The one with shoulder length layered black dyed hair and eyeliner named Maddie, said for me to come over and not be scared. She t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1752235/</link>
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			<title>The girl</title>
			<description>The girlshe doesn't know how i feeljust a friendjust a girl who makes her laughi hope she likes me tooi want to hold herfeel her hand against minebreathe in her scentfeel her.The girl.the girl named Alexis</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1748977/</link>
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			<title>roses are red, violets are blue</title>
			<description>Roses are red violets are blueI can tell you are madso i made you fonduei'll give you a back ruband some pricey wineso then you get drunk(you'll be TOTALLY fine)and when you knock outI'll tuck you in snugand I'll smash your headover the bottle of wine and squish you like a little bug.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1748532/</link>
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			<title>To all of my friends</title>
			<description>Written with a pen, sealed with a kiss,If you are my friend, please answer me this:Are we friends, or are we not?You told me once, but I forgot.So tell me now, and tell me true,So I can say I'm here for you.Of all the friends I've ever met,You're the one I won't forget.And if I die before you do,I'l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1748423/</link>
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			<title>Bored (man what a word)</title>
			<description>BoredWhat a wordManI think that i should listenNo, I&amp;rsquo;m too busyWritingHaving fun, Wanting this to go on foreverButSadly, This is the end</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1748405/</link>
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			<title>My Angel Wings</title>
			<description>She thinks I am goodI cut off my wings long agoGoodbye angel wings</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1748402/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>Why did you tell me this?Why did you say thatIt took so much courage to be alone with me?It's only 12 hoursI don't want to hurt you eitherYou think I'm crazyDon't you?Please tell me whyWhy?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1746987/</link>
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			<title>Child Grandfather</title>
			<description>Many years ago, when you weren&amp;rsquo;t born yet, I was a kid just like you. i would spend most of my days running around the farm, trying to get away from it all. many people would say that i needed to go to school and learn. i ran away from those people and listened to my mother and father. they wo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1732833/</link>
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			<title>I'm a fighter</title>
			<description>I am a fighternot a loverI like to hurtnot to healI want to subduenot to killI want to winnot to loseI want to be feared and admirednot to be loved and hatedI want to be smart about my movesnot to be slow and stupidI want to be the ultimate fighternot to be... me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1729766/</link>
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			<title>I'm Sorry</title>
			<description>I'm sorryI wish that we could just drop it and leave it hereLong forgottenThe long cold nights, thinking of what I've doneI'm sorryI am not one for cryingBut my face is wet when I wake upI can not express my feelings into wordsI am alone,Always causing painI wish I was understoodI am going insaneWhe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1729655/</link>
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			<title>Dale</title>
			<description>I once knew a male&amp;nbsp;whose name was DaleHe drunk a lot of ale&amp;nbsp;but went very paleHe was rushed away&amp;nbsp;but was forced to stayhe went home in a week&amp;nbsp;but was still a bit of a freak</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1729613/</link>
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			<title>Just a Short Poem..</title>
			<description>This is just a short poem&amp;nbsp;just a little museI hope you love this poemI hope you are all amusedThis is just a little poemnot to make you alarmed&amp;nbsp;this poem is at least 25 lines longlets see whats in my pocketsjust to take up spaceI wish that I could see the expression on your faceI'm emptyin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1727552/</link>
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			<title>The Lone Howl</title>
			<description>Alone, there the howl.I am covering my ears.It grows louder. help.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1726923/</link>
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			<title>Jenius</title>
			<description>I am the smartestI am the bestI get all A's on my hardest (tests)I am great at mathI am great at scienceBut when i get in trouble, I face my teacher's wrathI have a good storyI have a huge brainbut don't worry-I'm a jenius.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1726892/</link>
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			<title>Natural Selection</title>
			<description>this is a comedic poem. made for entertainment (well duh)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1726414/</link>
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			<title>Journal of a Juvenile</title>
			<description>June 17th, 2016	Hi, my name is Callin. I found this journal stuffed in a cabinet at the police station I am currently running from. I was trying to be arrested because I was caught and found hacking into a government website. I am currently in Miami, Florida. I've always wanted to visit here, ever s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1726328/</link>
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			<title>Red is your face, Blue is the vein</title>
			<description>Red is your face,&amp;nbsp;Blue is the veinthat pulses faster when you start to strain.You're getting warmYou're not safe when you're in this formYou rip up paperYou tear up the stairsAnd I go deaf from your car's horn&amp;nbsp;blaresThen just to top it all offYou fire me from my job!This&amp;nbsp;isn't&amp;nbsp;th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Larryknows/1726322/</link>
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