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			<title>Angela.</title>
			<description>Her eyes like loveshows her happinessthey light up as she smiles and laughsat the things you sayher lips softer thananything you felt beforewrapped around hershe smells so sweetwhat would you do to haveher next to you foreverHolding her in your armswhile she softly kisses you..</description>
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			<title>Rock    Star</title>
			<description>I'm definitely not meant to be a rockstarit's not my genesalthough my a*s looks good in themand I&amp;nbsp;love to travel real farI can almost play a six stringand do everything on a whimbut I'm not old enough to go to the barnever though was that my dreamthe attic is dimso I leave in ..</description>
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			<title>Tumbleweeds</title>
			<description>Listen here to me I feel like I'm crazyI push everyone awaybecause I feel like noone should want to stay&amp;nbsp;Like a tumbleweed blowing awaybouncing no where until it fallsapartand is no moreall I am is a tumbleweed&amp;nbsp;Am I&amp;nbsp;stronger or more wreakless?I've never seen ..</description>
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			<title>True Love (could be real)</title>
			<description>Funny how things work outthe most romantic night of my lifeconsisted of a console seperating our bodiesand car alarms and the soundsof people living life late at night&amp;nbsp;something about it all made me shake I wasn't scared at all of getting caughtbeing red handed would be more tha..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Don't believe in themThey don't believe in youthe tube telling ya what to dodon't listen it ain't true&amp;nbsp;they say ignore disasterto be continued..buy ten more pairs of shoes&amp;nbsp;fur is in peta has been out of style for yearsbe greenbuy our eco friendly cars&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>May 13, 2009</title>
			<description>What I wrote in my journal to inform our family and friends of my miscarriage. </description>
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			<title>My Life</title>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote a few years ago, still one of my favorites.</description>
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			<title>I Am Me</title>
			<description>A glimpse.</description>
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