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			<title>Could I take it back?</title>
			<description>Childhood has slipped past my grasping fingers,slowly fading into the nothingness that is now my life,I am forever trapped as an adult, in this world of emptiness.The rough spots were always there,the depression and pains of growing upfriendless days, and sleepless nights alone.Yet, still, I wish so..</description>
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			<title>Proud To Be Hated</title>
			<description>Something I actually did in high school and I have no regrets.</description>
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			<title>My Mother</title>
			<description>I plan my stepsmoment by moment,Minute by minute, andday by day when lucky,Tormenting myselfwith fears that are nothing,I calm myself bycrying.&amp;nbsp;I worry about everylittle thing,I'm in pain,depressed, and pissed off,Losing my mind, goinginsane,I'm..</description>
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