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			<title>Chapter 1,4,5</title>
			<description>Breslkdf</description>
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			<title>Black Bird</title>
			<description>This is a narrative that I had to write for my college writing class. </description>
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			<title>Call of the Deep</title>
			<description>This is my description piece that I wrote for my college writing class. </description>
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			<title>high</title>
			<description>My Pluse Beats Faster.My Blood Flows Swifter.I Close My Eyes, Concentrating On My Breathing.My Mind Is Drifting .My Soul Is Flying.While My Bodys Dying.I Now Know The Feeling Of Addiction,Not To The Drug Itself,But The Feeling,The Feeling I Cant Stand To Lose.The Higher I Am,..</description>
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			<title>Fairy Tales</title>
			<description>A free verse for my potry project at school, not very great but hey thought I would put it up anyways</description>
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			<title>Sun sets</title>
			<description>this is a half rhyme poem that I had to write for my class</description>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>This is another eight lined poem that my teacher gave us. </description>
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			<title>Hate</title>
			<description>An eight lined poem type my teacher had me write</description>
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			<title>Lies. </title>
			<description>Well I think I have what I want down. Tell me if you think it is alright. </description>
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			<title>Loveing a monster wont last.</title>
			<description>I sit back and watch the story unfold. Love coming so quickly and&amp;nbsp;then receeding just a fast. You&amp;nbsp;can't see it while you are one of the chatacters in this story,but viewing it from a readers perspective it&amp;nbsp;appears ridiculous. &amp;nbsp;I myself have been in the same seat you are..</description>
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			<title>Listen. </title>
			<description>This I wrote a while ago when I was a bit younger. My veiws on life have changed alot. </description>
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			<title>Just words. </title>
			<description>This is just a peom I wrote a little while ago to let out a bit of past frustration. Better late than never (:</description>
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			<title>Dreams.</title>
			<description>Heres What I Write During Class. </description>
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			<title>Forbidden Love</title>
			<description>Well I have no beginning and I don't have an end. So let's start here. </description>
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