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		<description>The original writings of author abigail</description>
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			<title>you're not worth it</title>
			<description>You don&amp;rsquo;t treat me like I deserve.you don&amp;rsquo;t treat&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;deserve.you don&amp;rsquo;t know who you are anymore.you defended a girl who used you.you defended a girl who doesn&amp;rsquo;t give a fuckyou lost a woman who was down for you.then attacked her for trying to cope..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1781269/</link>
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			<title>cry about it</title>
			<description>There are French fries all over the floorThe microwave won't f*****g shut offYou're shouting, I'm screamingA Spotify add joins in on our duet.&amp;nbsp;You tell me I didn't really have a miscarriage&amp;nbsp;And I swear the death inside me kicked.&amp;nbsp;The microwave is still hummingAccompanied by loud rhyth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1781267/</link>
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			<title>glorified</title>
			<description>Everything is shitThese beautiful words&amp;nbsp;Strung togetherThey glorify&amp;nbsp;Hate anger lustImmortalize the betrayal&amp;nbsp;Minimize the absolute painRemind me I am nothing&amp;nbsp;To you, to me, to the world&amp;nbsp;My actions, thoughts, deedsMeaninglessYou finally ripped&amp;nbsp;The tattered and wornFlimsy ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1781266/</link>
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			<title>grey</title>
			<description>everything I see with you is now greynothing even close to white or black.You always believed in yes/no.Everything is one way or the other.But nothing is any way anymore.I lost myself tryingTurning grey to something pureFor youI tried to dull the voices in my headShouting that grey is okay.&amp;nbsp;you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1781265/</link>
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			<title>5/18/16</title>
			<description>a pain that is born, lives, and dies insidewhere no one can reach itits bottomlessness fills you&amp;nbsp;at the same time, you feel emptyso empty it scares you.where do I gowhat do I dowhy even bothershould I even bother.a pain so intense that its cause must have been love.but what is lovehow can this ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1781256/</link>
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			<title>just friends</title>
			<description>5/18/2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1779388/</link>
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			<title>can it still be love</title>
			<description>4/30/2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1770339/</link>
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			<title>too much</title>
			<description>4/28/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768632/</link>
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			<title>broken</title>
			<description>4/27/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768217/</link>
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			<title>confusion</title>
			<description>4/27/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768214/</link>
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			<title>what is this</title>
			<description>we don't talkwe don't lovewe don't sleepwe don't touchwhat are wewhat were wewhat will we be	you don't knowyou angrily walk out againthe door slams behind youthe echo shatters my fragile bodywhat are wewhat were wewhat will we be	I don't know</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768200/</link>
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			<title>stains</title>
			<description>4/13/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768199/</link>
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			<title>all of it </title>
			<description>4/27/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768197/</link>
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			<title>friends</title>
			<description>2/26/2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768196/</link>
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			<title>i love you</title>
			<description>4/22/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768193/</link>
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			<title>it was never okay</title>
			<description>4/21/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768192/</link>
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			<title>f**k me</title>
			<description>4/20/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768189/</link>
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			<title>my babe, my love, my all of it</title>
			<description>4/19/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768187/</link>
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			<title>I can do this</title>
			<description>4/18/16</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absnotabby/1768185/</link>
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