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		<description>The original writings of author ReniRee</description>
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			<title>The Sinner's Prayer</title>
			<description>I was born a sinner. Sad to say, I was not raised otherwise. I find so little remorse in succumbing to my guilty pleasures. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/739908/</link>
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			<title>The Recovery</title>
			<description>1)Eight23+1=24and over that period of time I feel like I needed more. And if your lost u shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be guess I got caught up in what was good to me... So I watched it over but I had to stop the tape!!! NO WAY I CAN COOPERATE!!! and please don&amp;rsquo;t try to alleviate because N..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/735186/</link>
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			<title>The Resist Part II</title>
			<description>1) SinMy body begs for himBut my mind disagreesHe lives in sinAnd that&amp;rsquo;s what he wants for me2)HUMPH!If you don&amp;rsquo;t really love meDon&amp;rsquo;t say anything at allBecause the minute you lie to meI&amp;rsquo;ll put your head through a wallAnd I know this seems harshBut I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/735180/</link>
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			<title>The Resist Part I</title>
			<description>1)A Talk with CupidI think about him all the timeWishing he was mineBut that doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean nothingYes it does no it doesn&amp;rsquo;tListen girlThere is only one him in this worldIt&amp;rsquo;s been what, a year?I recommend you take him dearNo you listen cupidWhat you think I&amp;rs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/735178/</link>
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			<title>The Removal</title>
			<description>1)This Little PiggyLonely little girl looking for loveShe goes without so she sheds her bloodStill lonely she spreads her legsSpreading her sadness like a plagueSmoking and drinking all night longLot even thinking about who she left at home&amp;nbsp;2) ConditionsHow do you expects me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/735177/</link>
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			<title>The Reverse</title>
			<description>1)Confrontation If I am a different personWho was I before?Just because I&amp;rsquo;m openly cursingDoes that make me more?Or am I less?Because I&amp;rsquo;m not the best?Am I worse?Because you don&amp;rsquo;t know who&amp;rsquo;s first?And we know it&amp;rsquo;s not youWho are you to judge me?T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/735174/</link>
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			<title>Prologue      </title>
			<description>My eyes darted back and forth between my captors. There was no possibility of an escape. I knew that tonight would be the end of me. The man and the woman accompaning her showed no intention of releasing me, nor did the hint at what it was they wanted with me. The woman grinned at me and gestures fo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/734922/</link>
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			<title>The Revolution</title>
			<description>A poetic description of a fall into no where</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/734901/</link>
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			<title>Squeaky Clean</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was fantasizing about you and me. We were at my house my mom went to her apartment and my dad was at work. we were alone. I decided to take a shower and change into my pajama&amp;rsquo;s and i said you cud leave if u didn&amp;rsquo;t wanna wait. you decided to stay. I'd been in the shower f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/733513/</link>
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			<title>Woods</title>
			<description>I knew my infatuation with this boy was wrong&amp;hellip;.. Oh so wrong. But I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help it. As I watched this boy chat with his friends, I concentrated on his lips, thinking about where I wanted them. I soon became entranced and licked my own lips. I traced the outline of my lips over and o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/733512/</link>
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			<title>Tairo Love</title>
			<description>A friend of mine and I went at it with poetry I am the blue and he is the purple</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/733511/</link>
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			<title>Fast Food Love</title>
			<description>I was bored one night so I started sort of rapping, which I'm not very good at</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/733510/</link>
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			<title>WhyI love you</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my boyfriend....who didnt show much interest in it....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/733508/</link>
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			<title>MOM</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We fuss, we fight, we yell, and scream &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We laugh, we smile, we giggle and beam&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We try, we fail, we get up and leave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/732032/</link>
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			<title>My First</title>
			<description>My first perfect kiss</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/732031/</link>
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			<title>Black Boy </title>
			<description>Describes a young negro boy overcoming his fear of the streets</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReniRee/732027/</link>
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