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			<title>My First Free Write </title>
			<description>I wrote everything that was on my mind. So it may not make sense.. </description>
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			<title>My sick obsession </title>
			<description>Venting by writing is better than actually cutting... so here you go </description>
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			<title>Scars </title>
			<description>For people who make judgements </description>
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			<title>My Love </title>
			<description>A poem to that special someone </description>
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			<title>My Friend Ana </title>
			<description>a plea for my old friend </description>
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			<title>My Goodbyes </title>
			<description>Red is the only color I seeDon't try to take the blade away from me Happiness is a lock that has no key Maybe tonight I'll finally be set free Scars cover my wrist A bottle of pills in my fist I don't cry because I know I won't be missed Numbness is spreading over me like a thick mist I don't put up..</description>
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			<title>My Last Goodbye</title>
			<description>The pain that won't go awayDark thoughts come and stayNight that won't turn into dayAlmost dead,alone, here I layWords that are left unsaid Twisted thoughts inside my headWhite sheets turn to red No looking back now, almost deadToo late for anyone to rescue me My doors locked with no keyI close my e..</description>
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