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			<title>My Best Friend</title>
			<description>His lips were the colorof coral, his smile as perfect as can be. The rest of him was&amp;hellip; adequate. He wastall, with blonde hair never cut just right, a sizably large nose, and cobalt blueeyes hidden behind wire frames. Yes, he was a nerd if stereotyped byappearance, but I loved him all t..</description>
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			<title>Bottled Up</title>
			<description>All the thingsI want to tell you,They have to stay inside.I know that ifI start to speak thatI am going to cry.I have to keep theseFeelings for youAll bottled up.Two no's isEnough.I wish that ICould kiss you.But I know thatI'll regret it.I love you so,But I may as..</description>
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			<title>Shard of Glass</title>
			<description>My heart,Broken and spreadAcross the floor,Is shattered glass.You can tryTo regatherAll the pieces,But you'll always Miss a tiny shard.This tiny shard,A lost hope,GrowingMore lost asTime passes on.Disappointment.It fills my heartAnd I tryNot to be bitter,But..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wilkieam/1152613/</link>
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			<title>all i want is you to be with me</title>
			<description>driving in your car,all i see is you,all I know is you'vebroken my heart in two,you say i'm too young,your dream girl ain't me,oh Johnny,why can't you see?i'm falling under your spell,no one else can tell, it's ripping me apart,'cause i know you'll break my heart.why do i..</description>
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			<title>Musings of the Love Drunk</title>
			<description>I lay in your arms and I look up into your eyes. Shaded by long, thick lashes, they watch the images flicker across the television screen. You glance at me and I swear I see you smile. I can feel your heartbeat. It's going so very fast.How can you say there is nothing, when all your actions say ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wilkieam/1152390/</link>
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			<title>The Girl with the Mug</title>
			<description>Simply an analysis of nonsense.</description>
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