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			<title>I can, I can, I will</title>
			<description>I can laugh today and then can cry tomorrow night. I can give in sweetly or push for a salty fight. I can read a book, and I can write a poem well. I can keep a secret and not one soul would I tell. I can play a game and be the best or be the worst. I can come in last or I can even come in first. I ..</description>
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			<title>HAHA LIAR</title>
			<description>Running through the forest, falling for the lies. Chasing after freedom while you're hiding from goodbyes.Searching for the answer so you fight to stay awake.Praying for relief or even love for heavens sake.Broken heart in hand, there's blood dripping to the ground.Crushed beneath your fee..</description>
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			<title>Dear Diary</title>
			<description>Day 1: my throat is dry from screams, my eyes are red from tears.Six hours have gone by but yet it somehow feels like years.Day 2: I sense an emptiness that eats my heart and mind.No matter what I do it's always you I seem to find.Day 3: I stayed in bed and didn't answer any calls.I wonder..</description>
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			<title>Neverending Nightmare</title>
			<description>Heart so heavy, hot and wearyStumbled on a night so dreary.Beating slowly, soft but steadyCalling Death she's all but ready.Whispers fill the foggy air,She looks around but no ones there.Crawling, scratching, fighting painRemember cries of all those slain.Pulse speeds up, throat give..</description>
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			<title>Endlessly</title>
			<description>All the time in the world wouldn't be enough for me; to hear your voice, to say your name, to love you endlessly. Your laugh could push through mountains, your smile crumbles walls. With eyes so captivating and a heart that softens falls. I don't know from where or from when I found you so; with eve..</description>
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			<title>Butterflies</title>
			<description>Surprised you would be to see a soul scarred by lies. Forever I'm plagued by these dead butterflies. Their colors ran dry just the same as my heart, trapped in despair wouldn't even be the start. You say that they're pretty just to step on them later; knight in steel armor, yet the most secretive tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skittykatt/1509370/</link>
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			<title>Gone before you left</title>
			<description>No matter what I do, you're always on my mind. With everything I see, yet again it's you I find. It's never been so easy, it's never been so hard. To give my love whole heartedly with every broken shard. &amp;nbsp;I've never been so lost or so slowly torn apart. I'm losing all my faith in that I have a ..</description>
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			<title>Girl in my head</title>
			<description>I deleted all the pictures, they're banished to the past. You were my almost lover but I knew it wouldn't last. Give me just a second, please let me tell you why. I would like to tell you how I'm so used to goodbye. We all have our demons, we fight them every day. It seems as if my record though has..</description>
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