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			<title>Untitled 3-08-08</title>
			<description>crimson petalsso sweetso deepare they really to keep?fragile heartspaper emotionseasy to dispose ofwho would caresomething so breakableso importantso disregardedlove, lustconfused headsmixed thoughtsscrambled mindsis it all for real?can you tell the difference..</description>
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			<title>Too Good to Be True 3-08-08</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;the thoughts, the feelingsseemed so unrealthe gentle caressesthe trailing kissesthe loving words so sweetsuch a thing can't surely be realthe lies, the excuses.cheating, drinkingscreams echotears fallis it worth it at all?music blastscut out the sobsfocus on the pai..</description>
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			<title>Untitled 3-09-08</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;play the music louddrown out the screamslaugh as if it doesn't hurtsoon it'll all be okaythe tears, the fearswill all soon dry upthe cutsno such luckthe bruisesa friendly reminderof what's gone wrongsmear the bloodall down your armslaugh as if it's all okaythere..</description>
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			<title>Sonnet 3-16-08</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I used to have a dream of you and I,&amp;nbsp;In my dream we were free from our chains, we were free to fly,Free to fly higher than a kite in sky,But I finally realized it was all a lie,There are things in life a person cannot take,There are too many smiles that I can no longer fake,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/evilchick8/240838/</link>
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			<title>Untitled 3-25-08</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;things&amp;rsquo;ll never be the sameno matter how hard you trythrough all the tears and gamesand all the heartbreak and liesit won&amp;rsquo;t be repairednot with a flick of your wristor a sigh or a cryi won&amp;rsquo;t give in againno matter how hard you tryi&amp;rsquo;m tired of the l..</description>
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