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		<description>The original writings of author Smokey</description>
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			<title>Rainy Day at Sonic</title>
			<description>This describes what it's like at a Sonic Drive-In on a rainy day</description>
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			<title>Meet V</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Jezzi! Comeon, if headmaster finds out we left the search party will be out before we makeit to the portals.&amp;rdquo; Kamrin whispered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Kam, yourcrazy, you know that?&amp;rdquo; I laughed as we crossed the school yard as quietly..</description>
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			<title>I Don't Belong</title>
			<description>I sat in the hard chair waiting for him to finish ranting.Master was full of hot air, always having something to yell about, or maybe itwas just me. Everyone I talked to says he is a very quiet and mysteriousperson.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Jezabel, are youeven listening ..</description>
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			<title>Dreaming Of The Sun</title>
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			<title>Say Hello To Psycho</title>
			<description>He was sitting in the middle of the small cell. His eyesclosed, perfectly still. The tightened white jacket he wore constricted hismovement which in the long run pissed him off. He could still taste themetallic taste of the doctors blood stuck to his tongue. The idiotic doctorshould have jus..</description>
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			<title>Alternate Life</title>
			<description>I started this book with my friend Mason, who is drawing pictures for it. All of the characters are based on my friends and family so each character has a distinguished personality</description>
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			<title>The End Is Finally Here</title>
			<description>Simple things can make me smile.But you insist on making things harder.All I ask for is a smile.You give me a grimace.All I ask for is for you to care.You give me ignorance.All I ask is for you to be Daddy again.You give me 1 letter texts.All I'm saying now is goodbye.You give me a wave and silence...</description>
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			<title>Understanding</title>
			<description>I wrote this while I was talking to my mom trying to understand what she is going through with my father through her eyes. She said I caught it very well.</description>
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			<title>Inspired By 3DaysGrace</title>
			<description>I hate everything about you.Why do I love you?Why do I waste my time?When I get nothing in return.I seek acceptance.I seek the love others receive.When did i hit the bottom,The bottom of your list?Your heart is small.It's cold.It's unforgiving.You mind is ..</description>
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			<title>Saying Goodbye</title>
			<description>I have friends and family that I can go to.Just to listen to me cry and rant for awhile.I don't need you anymoreYou look at me and turn your nose upI hope you know what you are doingTo meTo themTo yourselfMy final goodbyes will be quick yet painfulI won't be okay ..</description>
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