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			<title>Be Strong</title>
			<description>She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room.She said &quot;How is my little boy. Is he going to be alright?. When can I see him?&quot;The surgeon said &quot;I am sorry! We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.Sally said &quot;Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care a..</description>
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			<title>I Miss Him</title>
			<description>I miss his arms around me,I miss when there was a We,He used to hold me  and say I love you,Now he just looks at me and says I hate you.He  says it with his eyes,No need to say it otherwise,He even has a new  girl,But she makes me want to hurl.Anymore, I hide  inside,Lock&amp;nbsp;the door,&amp;nbsp;he's pu..</description>
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			<title>My First Dance With You</title>
			<description>I hope this happens to me tomorow. </description>
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			<title>I Follow My Dreams</title>
			<description>I get laughed at,I get ignored,I often feel trapped,and keep my thoughts stored.People can be cruel and very mean,but no matter what,&amp;nbsp;I follow my dreamsLife has waves,I know that.But I stand brave,and just take the crap.I may feel exhausted and totally creamed,but no matter what,I follow my dre..</description>
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			<title>If only...</title>
			<description>If only you could see me,Standing right in front of you,If only you could know that I have butterflies in my stomachListening to your voice.If only I could ace every test,Then I could be as smart as you.You say that you like someone else,'Cause you don't see me standing here,Right in front of you,Wa..</description>
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			<title>Do You Really Love Me?</title>
			<description>You say you love me.Do you really mean it?You kiss me on the cheekAnd it makes my knees weak.But you end our dates earlyClaiming that you need to go home.I say that I'm okay,But what you really don't seeIs that my heart is breaking inside.I really love you,But do you feel the same way?Do you really ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gymgirl1899/1050548/</link>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>If you where a blade of grass&amp;nbsp;I would explore the earth for you.If you where a tree&amp;nbsp;I would seek out every leaf until I found you.If you where a flame&amp;nbsp;I would fly to the sun for you.If you where a drop of water&amp;nbsp;I would scour the sea for you.But if you where a star&amp;nbsp;I would ne..</description>
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			<title>My Time</title>
			<description>This is my time to shineto live a life that is mineThis is my time to glowand let my true feelings showThis is my time to cryto laugh, to grieve, to sighThis is my timeand only mineI won't let it pass me bylike a fading star in the Midnight skyThis Is My Time.</description>
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			<title>A Friend</title>
			<description>So theres this girl I've been friends with,And she's kind of turned into a b***h.We were friends at the start,And we hang out together a lot.I started to think we would be friends till the end,But now that's not the case.You called me a s**t because my skirt was too short,You told my crush how much ..</description>
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