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			<title>I feel like</title>
			<description>I feel like I'm hopingsilentlyfor what is not thereI keep on living lifeprayingfor someone to careI need a way outwritingof my thoughts and headI peel back layersformerlyof my harbored dread</description>
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			<title>Whispers</title>
			<description>Whispers of hate, symptoms insaneshatter and splinter into my brainThey're speaking againthese thoughts insideI'm streaking my pento bring'em outsideThey are fighting the creatorand I'm stuck as the mediatorI'm thinking good thoughtsto bring peaceI'm sinking like rockschained without keysNow that I'..</description>
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			<title>Keep Climbin'</title>
			<description>There must be something greater,in this movement we call life.We all just strive for safety,no guarantee that it's right.Money can create conflict,but it can also open doors,so stay above the onslaught.Keep climbin' for higher floors.</description>
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			<title>Sitting</title>
			<description>I sit with a pen, let imagination win,a tragic sensation of patience withingives amends to instigations of men,who's souls are laced with inflammation of sin.Better to begin to ascend out the rejectionsof others, projecting reflections ofchildren and mothers pretending to coverthe eyes from the priz..</description>
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			<title>Blank Pages</title>
			<description>Blank pages feed my soul,let go and breathe the flow.Sow the seed and seek the whole,when it's over reap the growth.Light the tunnels and the cavesdon't you fumble brain waves;face the struggle rumble hate'cause you're someone made great.</description>
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			<title>Rivers</title>
			<description>The rivers of thought raged through his mind&quot;hold him back, hack hate in his rhymes&quot;squandering dreams that lay within reach.Earthquakes of focus lay land mines in sync.Forced recognition of roaming ideas,taken aback assaulting all of the fears.Hear the headhunters calling for proof,no spoofs search..</description>
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			<title>Break out</title>
			<description>It happened some time ago.holdin' on to fate, movin' on real slow.studderin' stumblin' like life had no lights,turned with the times to break the vice.President of procrastination, come on put it down,let go of everything if you want to make sound.</description>
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			<title>Men</title>
			<description>the stylistic maneuvers of menmixin' manure with pensstickin students,who are stricken beneath,findin' food for the feast.So many problems politicalparities defeatthe people, it's evillike hate in the steeple.Sheddin' shattered shamblesdown from my head to my feet,holdin' out with the heatheathens h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hmviator/1276405/</link>
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			<title>Calamities</title>
			<description>The ridiculous rederin' of red blood on our soulssends calamities careening crushin' our homes.My sanity's sending me slowly some hope,now shockwaves are shattering shame in my bones.I can't come to grips with the careless hate we endure,but the flames of failure for the road to move forward.Unlawfu..</description>
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			<title>sleep walkin'</title>
			<description>If everything's just a dream,I'm just sleep walking through.Life ain't what it seems,so sit back and have a brew.S**t don't get easier,you just learn how to cope.You can make it out alivewith hands around your throat.</description>
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			<title>I'm here</title>
			<description>I'm not here to be a slaveMy time ain't comin' lateI'm here to be a greatbenefactor to the human race.Can't you see we're deprivedfrom lettin' ourselves be alive.We're shutting off our mind's light,givin' up in the face of fright.There's a warmth within,love, let your soul give in.</description>
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			<title>Believe and you will see</title>
			<description>I am here before youa witness to the changethat is going on insidetaking me outta the frame.The truth will support youbelieve and you will seeeverything will beginshowing the way to the key.No one can destroy youonly your distractionsdon't get pulled off the roadby anyone else's passions.Some will a..</description>
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			<title>the mind</title>
			<description>If you see it through your mindand you look past their design,your third eye is openyou will know you're truly blind.There is nothing that you seeperception is what you think;if you believe this reality&amp;nbsp;go head and see a shrinkbut you'll miss it if you blink.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hmviator/1276394/</link>
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			<title>Seperation</title>
			<description>Society revolves around separate just-ice which is a separate crutchto keep the elite high, separate fromthe poor, who adore separate lustof separate stuff, for a&amp;nbsp;higher price that don't separate wantfrom need, so we just bleedfor things that don't separate lovefrom money from family from racef..</description>
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			<title>Movin'</title>
			<description>All the struggle in my life, I try to keep it oral.Just hustlin' my time, a fight to keep it moral.I'm musterin' my strength to keep me alive.There's just somethin' in my brain that I wanna die.It was bringin' out the pain that made me decide,that singin' in the rain makes me want to try.I ain't sla..</description>
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			<title>Who am I? Who are you?</title>
			<description>Who am I? Who are you?livin' life in a groove.hidden price just to move.opened eyes, are we new?souls disguised, hold no truth.tree of lies holds no root.all one mind, keep a truce.life speeds by like a coupe.lakes are dry, minds like soup.a cloudy sky, thoughts just brood.sound of sighs make no fru..</description>
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			<title>I hit the bottom</title>
			<description>I hit the bottomevery time I stand up.I feel like I'm just droppin,all the balls my hands touch.Life ain't even helpinglike a man's crutch.I'm just fallin' to earthlike my chutes jammed up.I gotta climb a mountainno ropes and no stairs.Every time I slip I get upwhen no one else cares.Fightin' throug..</description>
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			<title>Take another minute</title>
			<description>Let's all take a minute andreflect on our wordsand when I'm finishedthink about what you heard.Everyone says s**t thatthey don't really mean,&amp;nbsp;when in reality your wordscould dry up a stream,move mountains,fulfill all your dreams.Everything you say meansmore than it seems.Every word that is utte..</description>
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			<title>Take a minute</title>
			<description>Let's all take a minuteand reflect on the world.And think real hardlike little boys and girls.What does life,really mean to you?Do you know whereyou're headed?Have you seen it through?Well, I do, butwhen it's all overdoes it mean that much,when that dude talks shitand you throw a punch?'Cause it rea..</description>
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			<title>Floatin'</title>
			<description>Floatin' in my own bubble,up in space,Thinking' of all the ways tosave my placeif I get lost andam in need of a redo,but then my bubble popsand I remember lifeain't no read through.Every choice you makehas a consequence.Good or bad, but don't letit rest on your conscience.'Cause you can make up fora..</description>
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			<title>I've lost my mind</title>
			<description>I've lost my mindwithin all my rhymesmy sanity is breakingdown in every linecan you see the lightand feel the heatin the fire growingfrom my head to my feet?'Cause I won't be beatby the hate you breathin one ear out the otherI grit my teethwriting down everything I thinkYou'll hear everything I spea..</description>
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			<title>surrounded by snakes</title>
			<description>Surrounded by snakeswith friendly grins upon their faces.They're all the samewhen you look at the placeof their heart.Disgraced from the startmy whole life has beena lie.Cursed by timethere's no way I can deny,'Cause I killed the fathernow mother's out to get me.The nature of my scarsI have figured ..</description>
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			<title>running from these thoughts</title>
			<description>running from these thoughtstrying to bind memoney only broughtthe greed inside mesomething I have soughtare sunny days to hide methe weed has taughtthat the top is worth climbingup to, but can I trust youwith what I must doto bring the best outta mebut don't tell me thatyou believe in me doubtfully'..</description>
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			<title>Leavin' You</title>
			<description>You say you don't believe in me,Well I'll be leavin' you.You made me promise,That if you changedI couldn't leave you.Well, I'm the oneThat ended up changing,But you were free to choose.How do you think that&amp;nbsp;Truly affected me?You're gone, I've seen it through,Now my heart ain't coldTo the world,..</description>
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			<title>Change Your Mindset</title>
			<description>Change your mindsetChange your mindsetRetweet, reblog, repostI'll stop cutting my wrist.I see too many people&amp;nbsp;Doing this s**t.Change your mindsetDepression has been aroundFor longer than you,But you aint doing a thingTo make it better,Tell me this aint true.So what are you gonna do?The only thi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hmviator/1275658/</link>
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			<title>Committed</title>
			<description>He sold his soul to the devil,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;there's no denying it.&amp;nbsp;He wants the fame,&amp;nbsp;but who's supplying it?&amp;nbsp;You see subliminal messages,but who's deriving it?&amp;nbsp;You say you know where to go,&amp;nbsp;but who's deciding it?&amp;nbsp;I have no where to go,&amp;nbsp;no where to run.&amp;nbsp;Life..</description>
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			<title>Confliction</title>
			<description>old thoughts</description>
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			<title>Dreaming</title>
			<description>damn dreams</description>
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			<title>The Struggle</title>
			<description>A story/poem that I just wrote</description>
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			<title>Hoping for Serenity</title>
			<description>Up herefloating aboveall the darknessblack cloudshaunting thoughtsswirl belowin the serenity&amp;nbsp;of lifewithout faultswithout wishesno hurtit can't be foundtoo many regretsyet lifeholds him inkeeps him hereforcing himto keep livingthe sinner willfor heis no quitterand no faultcan bemade right after..</description>
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			<title>What can I say?</title>
			<description>Thank you for showing how you really feelso now I &amp;nbsp;know there really is not dealfuck young love the s**t just isn't realAll I do is go around making sure you're goodnow I'm wondering if I really should'cause I have no idea if you really wouldfor me, because all I do is care,but when I have my o..</description>
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			<title>Summer</title>
			<description>Another one for/to you</description>
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			<title>Cannot Stop</title>
			<description>I'm losing my abilityto write out all these wordsI won't have credibilityto back up what you've heardI have to do it rightI need to start tonightto get it backto get on trackI cannot stop this fightI'm fighting for loveto run off all my demonsI just can't give it upbut my thoughts keep on screamin'I..</description>
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			<title>Spilling Thoughts</title>
			<description>I wish I could writethese words when I think 'em'Cause it's difficult when they come to youand they cannot sink inThey leave just as fast as the cameit's like I start a fire and it starts to rain.'Cause I can't get them out of meand it just drives me insaneJust cause my braincarries this blameand gu..</description>
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			<title>The State</title>
			<description>I write on these pagesall these feelings I haveFor this beautiful girlwho I want so badI just need her handin mine foreverI'm not afraid to say it'Cause it might happen neverAnd I doubt that I could sayanything to changethe state of our relationshipor the rate of our elation, s**t...I can't do anyth..</description>
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			<title>Hours</title>
			<description>You'll be here soooon :)</description>
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			<title>Remembering</title>
			<description>I hope you three are as proud of me as I am of you.</description>
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			<title>Little ones</title>
			<description>Just another poem for my three little heroes.</description>
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			<title>Reassurance</title>
			<description>I wrote one for you last night, but it wasn't good enough for you.</description>
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			<title>Salvation</title>
			<description>I hope you enjoy this, as much as I enjoyed yours.</description>
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			<title>Searching</title>
			<description>I just sit here and thinkabout this life I liveand the love that Ifeel the need to give.And it makes me stopand wonderWhat's my purpose,why am I here?I sometimes feel soempty,like a lonely pioneerwho's only goingthrough the motions,the circles of life,and I'm fighting the oceansof depression without..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hmviator/1172171/</link>
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			<title>The waiting</title>
			<description>For you</description>
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			<title>I'm here</title>
			<description>I hate that you're upsetand I wish you'd justtalk to me aboutwhat's on your mind.You know you can tellme anything, I'llbe there and you&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;my words will be kind.I can't make it all&amp;nbsp;better. I'm not a&amp;nbsp;miracle worker,but I'll still listen.So please open upto me, I'll do whatI can ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hmviator/1171771/</link>
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			<title>Beautiful</title>
			<description>I said I'd write one for you, so I did</description>
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			<title>Sorry</title>
			<description>Hey, I'm sorry for all the mean things I wroteI really didn't mean themIt's just..I was really upset and angry with myselfand I projected it at you.I'm so happy that we were able to talkand learn it was a misunderstandingI understand this poemreally has no rhyme or form,just know that it comesfrom t..</description>
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			<title>Oh god haha</title>
			<description>I can't believe you pulled this s**t you bitchI can't believe I even fell for all of your s**t!What the f**k was I thinkingthat I could actually trust you?!HAHA I'm laughing at myself'Cause I'm a dumbass, it's true,To like a b***h like you,a lying a*s b***h, too.Boo hoo, you gonna cry when you read ..</description>
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			<title>alone</title>
			<description>oh god, I'm alone againbroken and hurt, my friendI wish my life would end'cause this pain will remainI have no way of stopping thesefeelings of depressed bluethey're all associated with youcan you put me out of my misery,please?</description>
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			<title>dying</title>
			<description>I just really want to die,&amp;nbsp;but I really f*****g can'tI hold it back, I won't cryso I continuously just rantwith this pen on this pageI'll never feel any rageI'll never be able to gaugewhen it all will endall these nights I spendwide awake in strifeI think of all the&amp;nbsp;colorful ways thatI cou..</description>
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			<title>Hate</title>
			<description>I f*****g hate myselfand you don't seem to get itI can't get over these thoughtsI can't easily forget s**t'cause I think about suicidealmost everydayI even cut myselfsometime yesterdayand I know I'll do it againhmm maybe I'll do it todayoh yeah, I stole those two linesfrom another poem of mineis it ..</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>So I guess that was your plan all alongto tell me it was my fault and I was wrongthat I would go and tear up that songaccusing you of all the s**t you've done.Well, I'm mad too. And it's not all youI'm always in this s****y state of blue.You said you liked meI said that I liked youBut what's f*****g..</description>
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