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			<title>Talking to the wall</title>
			<description> To the Wall 

You will never understand
 what I say 
You live in your land
 as my sanity tears at the fray 
 It like talking to a wall 
and know you won't get far 
You live in your land 
because that</description>
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			<title>I love you, Mom </title>
			<description>I wrote this poem for my mom as a gift for Mother's day. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightenbugpoems/1355973/</link>
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			<title>Broken Glass </title>
			<description>Hiding with these emotions&amp;nbsp;I think I may be made of glass&amp;nbsp;Light a match within me&amp;nbsp;and watch me crack&amp;nbsp;Yet I watch you fall apart&amp;nbsp;And I can't help but wonder&amp;nbsp;If I can ever fix your heart?&amp;nbsp;Could I ever be the rock you need?&amp;nbsp;or am I just supposed to watch you brea..</description>
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