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			<title>UNTITLED</title>
			<description>When someone new unexpectedly enters your life and it feels so good!</description>
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			<title>A Victim's Sorrow</title>
			<description>I was 17 when I was in an abusive relationship. This poem was written about 2 years after I finally left and was a response to many of my friends who just had a hard time believing that a guy can be abused. I did not know that so many felt that if someone</description>
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			<title>As I Am With You</title>
			<description>This is a poem about the doubt of love. When one prepares himself for the let down when something so good with someone so great is going to go wrong...and then it doesn't.

From my debut book of poetry BOY GONE CRAZY - The Written Voice: Vol. 1</description>
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			<title>Devil's Gate</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem when I was 16. I felt like my world was turning upside down - I know, that's what a typical teenager feels at that age. However, I was dealing with the fact that I was abuse, physically, emotionally, sexually. I lied to preserve what dig</description>
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			<title>I'm Not Ready</title>
			<description>For so long I was used to giving my body away to any man who wanted it. I hoped that by doing so, he would love me in return. Time after time, they only wanted one thing. When I finally came to the one man who would love me for me, all I knew how to do wa</description>
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			<title>Subtle</title>
			<description>It's in the simple things that makes love great!

From my debut book of poetry BOY GONE CRAZY - The Written Voice: Vol. 1</description>
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			<title>Bathroom Mirror</title>
			<description>When one reflects, we never expect to see the ugly. This poem came from a pivotal point in my life that I had to take control of it. I had to face it and figure out how to overcome it.

From my debut book of poetry BOY GONE CRAZY - The Written Voice: Vo</description>
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			<title>Umbrella</title>
			<description>The unexpected kind of love. When you saw yourself as no good and then this person comes along and changes that.

From my debut book of poetry BOY GONE CRAZY - The Written Voice: Vol. 1</description>
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