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		<description>The original writings of author Lil*Italian*Angel*</description>
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			<title>Happiest tear</title>
			<description>It's kinda different from my usual stuff it's more happy and less Dramatic!</description>
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			<description>Temporary pain &amp;nbsp;Cut the vein cut it deepout the crimson blood will seep&amp;nbsp;everyone will gawk and stare but they'll never truely care&amp;nbsp;the moon comes up the lights go down then the room stops spinning around&amp;nbsp;your head gets dizzy your eyes turn whitethey'll nev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angelbaby7617/244008/</link>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; LaLa&amp;nbsp;midnight stretches across teh skiesMy tears start dripping from my eyes&amp;nbsp;I can't believe that I listenedThe tears roll down in streams and glisten&amp;nbsp;The rumor wouldn't leave my headWhy'd I let those tears be shed&amp;nbsp;It doesn't matter what they th..</description>
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			<title>Game of Love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Game of Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;minutes wash by then seconds and hoursSitting and watching the foggy spring showers&amp;nbsp;Night turns to day and back to nightI stand and ready for another fight&amp;nbsp;No one understands and no one caresThat this drama causes so many nightmares&amp;..</description>
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			<title>I'm through</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The red tears rush from my eyeseverything they told me were stupid little lies&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The rumors cause headaches which make me insaneAll this drama causes way to much pain&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angelbaby7617/232815/</link>
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			<title>Real me</title>
			<description>about people who judge you and you just seem to have to be like the type of person they say you are</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/angelbaby7617/232332/</link>
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			<title>Games</title>
			<description>It's basically about a high school kid getting made fun of and tormented and she eventually is driven to cut herself and it shows the school how the things they said affected her.</description>
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