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			<title>Sumn bout Depression</title>
			<description>Sometimes motivation just..sparks</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/2017446/</link>
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			<title>Perfection</title>
			<description>A friend of mine once said to me&quot;I hate the way I look and I punish myself by looking at my reflection&quot;I mean, he was no Channing TatumBut he was somewhat handsomeYou see how society has us caught up with perfectionWhat about withinThe person underneath the skinBehind the mask and the facade, the tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982899/</link>
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			<title>The Cristmas Spirit</title>
			<description>All my life I've lived in fearOf the recurring,impending Christmas depressionHidden behind the Christmas cheerDreading what's supposed to be the happiest of seasonsBecause life always gives me reasonsTo give up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982895/</link>
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			<title>A game</title>
			<description>A game I know oh too well...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982894/</link>
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			<title>I shouldn't have believed her</title>
			<description>R.I.P </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982890/</link>
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			<title>Her Insanity</title>
			<description>While she sought the smile of angels&amp;nbsp;Darkness called her soulSurrounded by manyYet still managed to feel so aloneThe voices were callingBegging her to comeTo sit in their circle and have some funThe demons they gave her bladesAnd the monsters they gave her pillsAnd she took them reluctantlyFor ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982888/</link>
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			<title>Discrimination</title>
			<description>I know what it feels like...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982882/</link>
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			<title>Losing It</title>
			<description>I thought I should share this with the world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982876/</link>
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			<title>Unrequited Love</title>
			<description>We've all been there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982873/</link>
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			<title>Attempted Suicide</title>
			<description>She's too quiet for a pretty girlToo young to be fed up of this cruel worldI've seen a lot is written in her eyesHelp me carved across her wrist and thighsShe doesn't even wear a disguiseIf they look closer they'll realiseShe's lost within her mindInstead they sayShe's the type of girl a man wantsSt..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriannaBanana07/1982867/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>A short poem about my current state of mind.</description>
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