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			<title>I Love You</title>
			<description>She said it first</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1209858/</link>
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			<title>Look Behind the Facade</title>
			<description>My girl loves to dress up and I wish she could see her beauty when she's wearing sweats and a t-shirt</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1183978/</link>
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			<title>Enough</title>
			<description>This is something I didn't really know how to articulate.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1167895/</link>
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			<title>Why Me?</title>
			<description>The lady wanted a poem, and therefore WILL get her poem!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1115310/</link>
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			<title>Trust Me</title>
			<description>I just don't know if I think people can like me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1102461/</link>
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			<title>My Sunshine</title>
			<description>She makes it better.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1099136/</link>
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			<title>Price</title>
			<description>I compare myself to a product.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1095209/</link>
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			<title>Not All Here</title>
			<description>Maybe better inspiration now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1087073/</link>
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			<title>Don't.</title>
			<description>I am so tired of people telling me this stuff.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1077974/</link>
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			<title>Tell Me.</title>
			<description>Are you satisfied?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1069365/</link>
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			<title>Closer</title>
			<description>This is just something that's been running through my head a lot. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1050380/</link>
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			<title>The Girl Who Cried Misery</title>
			<description>I actually wrote this a while back. I was randomly inspired and typed it up on my Ipod originally. Enjoy :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1041701/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>I can't believe this.... It's all my fault and it has always been this way. I let her in and I let her make me feel good, and then I depend on her. I can't depend on anyone. Ever. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1039615/</link>
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			<title>Why Do I Feel This Way?</title>
			<description>Do you know that feeling?That feeling you get when your drivingYou get the strangest urge to drive&amp;nbsp;Into oncoming traffic.Not to cause other people harmBut to harm yourself.That's just me? Well you don't say...There's a bed in the hospitalIt's waiting for me, calling for me.When I look down at t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1038552/</link>
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			<title>Untitled Poem</title>
			<description>So I have this friend, and I like her, and she possibly likes me (maybe) idk and these are my feelings. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1036578/</link>
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			<title>Dizzy</title>
			<description>So there's this girl.... and I really like her... and she reminds me of daisies. Obviously her name isn't mentioned out of respect for privacy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1021225/</link>
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			<title>Lovely</title>
			<description>I fell in love with my straight best friend. This is how it felt.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1007228/</link>
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			<title>How To Make a Good Speech</title>
			<description>My teacher told me that I have a lot of emotion about my topic for my persuasive speech, and that if I'm not careful, it will sound like I intend to diss someone else's beliefs. So I need to release.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1004927/</link>
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			<title>When You Think About It</title>
			<description>Just some rambling... and some ranting... so yeah...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1004908/</link>
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			<title>Running</title>
			<description>It's kind of funny, really...The gravel crunching beneath my feet,The moon reflecting off the streets.These are the things that comfort me most.When my mind runs ahead of meAlone,&amp;nbsp;On the road to the&amp;nbsp;worst&amp;nbsp;side of me,I &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;fight&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;	..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/1004422/</link>
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			<title>Other Side of the Door</title>
			<description>I sit on the inside,Waiting for my escape.Freedom from the darkness that&amp;nbsp;Surrounds my empty heart.I have tried to save&amp;nbsp;what's left of the broken pieces.Trying to understandYour point of view.On the outside,&amp;nbsp;I can see the way&amp;nbsp;that everything&amp;nbsp;used to be.I can only hope forthe ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/823707/</link>
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			<title>Controlled Explosion</title>
			<description>Let me know what you think! :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maggiebee/823224/</link>
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