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			<title>No Greater Pain</title>
			<description>Players can get hurt?Guess they can.F**k, I've been playing girls for how long,Not something I'm proud of at all, I'm pretty ashamed actually.Guess getting someone's hopes up, knowing they will get crushed is worth the high.It's funny,How the exact opposite can just knock the wind out of you.One mom..</description>
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			<title>Low Man's Lyric</title>
			<description>Just not good enough. There is no poetry to this, I just need to get this off my chest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TroubledMatthew/1127459/</link>
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			<title>You...</title>
			<description>Lust, and pornagraphy took what I wanted. But then it took what I needed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TroubledMatthew/1119032/</link>
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			<title>There Was A Day</title>
			<description>Just some thoughts, feeling a little down and disturbed. No real meaning to this, but feel free to review.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TroubledMatthew/1117777/</link>
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			<title>You see, I got this problem...</title>
			<description>Only because the high of being pityfully unique is funnier than being normal.</description>
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			<title>These Four Walls</title>
			<description>Couldn't say it can get much better for the life of a zeal 15 year old.</description>
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			<title>Of Hood and Man</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem about my new butterfly knife, if no one knows what that is, it is a blade with two handles it folds into, it is made for doing tricks, and is quite a sight :)</description>
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