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			<title>The Flames</title>
			<description>idk</description>
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			<title>Her  Kindness</title>
			<description>not sure</description>
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			<title>Dear Mother, So Long Father</title>
			<description>Sit here outside on a ledge, a bench...the doorway to my prison...the wind chills and my smile fades. Little by little your smile leaves me. Truly and surely tears stream down my face like a star streaks the night sky. The hazy moon, there lies a star...&amp;nbsp;Alone by day alone by night...&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Superman... </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    His life is a lie,his labels divine...The truth he lives lies in the tone of the beholder...i gaze above at the sight of trouble he skips across the sky and no one can deny...that hes your hero...by day he flies and by night he cries the thought of his presence be..</description>
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			<title> 	 Ceramic Gestures... </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our lives lived in sin...Mistakes and glory...we deface an recreate those of gentle nature...The sky yurns...it screams...agony enlightens us of your simple existence...Ceramic plastered across your face...it takes shape of an evil...so sickening...a smile...happines..</description>
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			<title> 	 Verbal Venom </title>
			<description>     Its a bit of an old one but i think a few people might enjoy it</description>
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			<title> 	 Kianna. </title>
			<description>The simple sinking feeling of losing your closest friend..</description>
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			<title> Wordless... </title>
			<description>     A poem to those moments...</description>
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			<title>...She Lies... </title>
			<description>     A poem to those who share a liar as a &quot;friend&quot;</description>
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			<title>The Memories...</title>
			<description>Poetry</description>
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