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			<title>My final cry</title>
			<description>&quot;Take your life, take it tonightJoin me, be the queen, you don't need lighttake it tonight&quot;Nonstop whispersHe's getting into my headI wish I was deadI breathe in and fall downwith everything spiraling aroundI grab the knifeIt's the gateway from the pain&amp;nbsp;I feel so insaneNo longer am i controllin..</description>
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			<title>Dear Demons</title>
			<description>I caged the beastI did just as they saidMy innocence hopingIt would fade awayDieYears pass and nothingThe beast is silentMy frail mind thought it was deadThe whole time it was waitingWatchingPreserving it's strengthUntil the day it could break freeDevour my soulKill me fr..</description>
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			<title>I think I broke</title>
			<description>Oh little oneIt's way too lateDon't tell me about your embraceYou cherished my heart?Well it once was thereBut it seemed as if you didn't careYou say the other didn't know how to treat me rightThat you'd be there to hold me tightThat may be true, but only for a whileThen it's always about the &quot;we&quot;Ho..</description>
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			<title>Loneliness</title>
			<description>I place another brickOn the barrier you can't seeI'm sorry but I can'tLet you witness this side of meSoon it will be overThen you'll finally seeBefriending me was a mistakeJust watch, in the end you'll be happyI'm the dead weightThe burden holding you backThe misery in your heartThe emptiness you ca..</description>
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			<title>Pain</title>
			<description>I screamMy nails dig deep into my fleshLeaving marksI start Biting myselfANYTHINGI just want to feel physical painDistract me from my mental and emotional painPain YOU put therePain YOU wonder aboutMy empty shell sits&amp;nbsp;HallowWhile my spirit is reminiscingToo hurt to engage in the present&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Trusting is Overrated</title>
			<description>Tear drops cascade my cheekDropping onto my chestThis never ending cycleThey fall fasterYou wanted thisTo happen to me&amp;nbsp;I trusted youBut you've broken meNo, I can't trust anymoreYou ripped out my heartHung itAs a signal on the doorAnd you think you won the battleWell, you won the fightI shouldn'..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2-</title>
			<description>Alice's room is lime green with a pearly white carpet.&amp;nbsp;	Alice bursts through the door. I startle back, and fall on my butt. She looks distraught.&amp;nbsp;&quot;I can't take life anymore. I hate everything.&quot; Alice's fragile beautiful voice fills me with sorrow. She runs and lays on her bed, and cries he..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1 : Guardian Angel</title>
			<description>I slowly walked behind her. Whenever I'm near her, I feel a wonderful, spine tingling sensation that words simply just can not describe; Never have I felt this before. Not even while I was a hard body just like her. &quot;Hard body&quot; is such an awful nickname we gave to humans. Why weren't we more creativ..</description>
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			<title>Petals in the Night</title>
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			<title>You Win</title>
			<description>You love meHate meMake me Break meWhat have I become?A shattered lifeA sharpened knifeWhere'd I put my gun?Are you ashamed of me?Why can't you see The pain you put withinOnly when I want to kill myself You try to smuggle inYou take my heartYou break that heartIs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ButterflySoul48/1266439/</link>
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			<title>A Raped Women's Heartbreak</title>
			<description>I stare in the mirrorPut my hand to my faceAs tears slip outRevealing a path of kisses you placedI punch that mirrorPull the shattered piece out my handAs the blood trickles downI feel less than I actually amI look back in the mirrorWanting to change what I seeYou stupid f***..</description>
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