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			<title>The Tuxedo</title>
			<description>A man looking back on his life after he's died.</description>
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			<title>Roadblock</title>
			<description>The road is clear,And the goal is straight ahead.But without fail it will appear.It kills me til&amp;rsquo; I&amp;rsquo;m dead.A roadblock, a haze.It&amp;rsquo;s really all the same.I see only through a daze,And it really is a shame.Happiness, it&amp;rsquo;s overrated.Or so the cynics say.It..</description>
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			<title>Monster</title>
			<description>She&amp;rsquo;s a monster in a mysterious formAnd clearly she has eluded youWhy do you let her take over your lifeAnd do these things to you?&amp;nbsp;I miss my friendThe one who took care of meI miss my friendThe one who had a mind of her own&amp;nbsp;I liked when you included meInstead o..</description>
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			<title>Standing By</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;ll never be the sameI get that, I doIt&amp;rsquo;s just hard to realizeThat you&amp;rsquo;ll never be you&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;d rather have half of youThen a complete imposterI asked for you backAnd I guess I got her&amp;nbsp;I should be on my kneesI&amp;rsquo;m grateful to have you this wa..</description>
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			<title>Judgement</title>
			<description>A thought I had, and I really think it's true.
I'm also definitely guilty, and I believe that most of us are.</description>
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			<title>Perks of Being A WallFlower</title>
			<description>I DID NOT WRITE THIS! It is from the book &quot;The Perks of Being a Wallflower&quot; by Stephen Chbosky</description>
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			<title>Oblivious</title>
			<description>Why can&amp;rsquo;t you understand?That you are not a part of everythingPrivate means privateBut that means nothing to you&amp;nbsp;You shove your wayInto everyone&amp;rsquo;s businessYou honestly don&amp;rsquo;t seem to realize itHow can you be so oblivious?&amp;nbsp;Just because someoneIs dealin..</description>
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			<title>For the Chub Master</title>
			<description>I had changedThat&amp;rsquo;s what you saidI accused youAnd you just shook your head&amp;nbsp;I was on my ownEveryone believed your storyI decided it wasn&amp;rsquo;t worth itI let you have your glory &amp;nbsp;At the time I hated youI didn&amp;rsquo;t know how else to feelBut how could you have..</description>
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			<title>Tainted</title>
			<description>I can only imagine How it must be To be imprisoned in your own mindWhere no one else can see&amp;nbsp;They can't comprehendWhy you act the way you doAnd more times than notThey nearly quit on you&amp;nbsp;But for those brief momentsWhen you finally see what you have to loseWhen the h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Britt333/585139/</link>
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			<title>Hopeless</title>
			<description>TearsLocked doorsThere&amp;rsquo;s nowhere to hideNever getting better&amp;nbsp;ScreamingPlaying the blame gameNothing is workingNo matter what we try&amp;nbsp;DoctorsWe&amp;rsquo;re at the breaking pointNo one can helpThere&amp;rsquo;s no point in tryingAnd then&amp;nbsp;RecoverySomehow w..</description>
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