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			<title>Our Relationship</title>
			<description>Don&amp;rsquo;t need itTo tired of trying to get you to talkIn a relationshipWe need to share our feelingsAll day and I can&amp;rsquo;t see your faceWhy is this reason We become distantIn our bed its oneBut in reality is split into twoWhat is it your reasonWhat is there to hide?Un wrap the president..</description>
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			<title>Fighting my Anger</title>
			<description>Posted - 01/18/2013 :  3:17:03 PM | Sha's Poems | Edit Topic Time to fightWatching the clock strikeThe footsteps I hearBecame so lightThey disappearThe anger so eager to strikeLeaving me gasping for airBlood trickles down my faceAnger happy to see painOnly wishingHe will leav..</description>
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			<title>Something New</title>
			<description>So far my life has been quite and lonely, you can saypeaceful I was raised not knowing if I had a friend, not knowing I was onlypartially human. We live in another dimension but for my first seven years ofmy life I live on this planet with humans, vampires, werewloves and sometimeswhere ..</description>
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			<title>At First</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Aaah&quot; mama softly gasping while she slips slowly down to thefloor holding her bottom belly. Keith and Nicolas running from playing footballoutside hear..</description>
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			<title>Rise Of Jazlenia</title>
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			<title>Who Am I?</title>
			<description>As I stood ready to Read my poetry finalInfront of my class ofsixI felt nervouseAnd unease Afraid of what people might sayThis is a first for meI took a deep breath and read&quot; Who Am I&quot;And than I pauseletting them know this one here was realStill shakingbecause of the words I might hearI coul..</description>
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