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			<title>Oh Sweet Creature of Mine</title>
			<description>Oh dark creature&amp;nbsp;in my brainWill you converse with me&amp;nbsp;once againOh morbid creatureI am scaredAnd only your comfort&amp;nbsp;will help me thereFor no one understandsmy painAnd only your evil wordskeep me saneOh dark creature&amp;nbsp;cradle meWith your arms of deathonly few will seeOh evil creature..</description>
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			<title>Alone..</title>
			<description>Some of us struggle with Depression. I do every day. However Suicide is not the answer. You ARE important! National Suicide Hotline (800) 784- 2433.  You are loved&lt;3</description>
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			<title>Grandad</title>
			<description>This poem is about my grandfather.  My favorite time with him is when he tells me his stories. I was thinking about him this morning and decided to write this poem. I hope y'all enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarahann7279/1402483/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>I had been brokenLike an antique vase that had crashed to the floorI was unresponsiveLike a heart that refused to spark a beatThe problem was that I desired to feel something sodesperately Yet when it came down to it I felt nothing&amp;nbsp;Until you came alongWith your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarahann7279/1402310/</link>
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			<title>His Darkest Reality</title>
			<description>A man who struggles with his morbid thoughts.</description>
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			<title>Cold</title>
			<description>And ever so swiftlyHer innocence was taken from herHer heart became hardened and unresponsiveShe hungered for that innocence but could never seem to gain it backShe was a statue in a graveyardBeautiful but unable to love</description>
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			<title>My Inner Most Love</title>
			<description>Fall deeply in lovewith my soulEmbrace my dreams andaspirationsUnderstand mybrokennessTear down my wallswith your tendernessTouch me with yourwords of adorationGravitate me intoyour most vulnerable existenceLet me console youragonyI want you to findcomfort..</description>
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