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			<title>The Looks (Chapter two)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;As I walked to my locker Jaden and Macie both caught up with me. &quot;Uh.. Jenni right?&quot; Macie asked me, You could tell Macie was very shy, but she had an attitude in her voice.&quot;Um.. Yeah, Macie and Jaden? Right?&quot; I asked, I put my books in my bag. I slung my bag over my shoulder as a very tall ma..</description>
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			<title>The Move (Chapter 1)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I'm Jenni Rogers, curvy, Mexican, short I stand at 5'0. I have brown hair goes two inches past my shoulders, And I have brown eyes. I'm moving with my dad to Manville, Wyoming. Yay! Small towns (Not).&amp;nbsp;My dad is not the tallest earthier. He has short brown hair, brown eyes,&amp;nbsp;he was tan..</description>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>your&amp;nbsp;running though my headeverything about youyour&amp;nbsp;soft voice your&amp;nbsp;loud laughand that little snort your&amp;nbsp;long hairand the warmth of&amp;nbsp;your armsthe beating of your heartthe way we danced just cause you wanted me to feel specialthe words you whispered in my ears,Every perfect li..</description>
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			<title>Bloodsport </title>
			<description>I'm Jenni Rogers, Me and my father have just moved to the ghost town of Manville, Wyoming. There is a town secret, something everyone's scared of. I will find it out. Can I save this small town? </description>
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			<title>I need you.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sitting in the dark,Mumbling our song,I have no contact, because&amp;nbsp;of my dumb mistakes,I close my eyes, image you next to me, laughing, and holding me, while&amp;nbsp;you sing our song.There it goes. The tears down my&amp;nbsp;face. the thought of never&amp;nbsp;seeing you again....&amp;nbsp;Is a hell I do..</description>
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			<title>When its time.</title>
			<description>Tonight's the night I say goodbye,Tears fall,Time goes bye,Blood falls like my tears,Screaming because I no longer want to live,Bleeding out, I said my goodbye,You chose to ignoreNow&amp;nbsp;I'm on the floorThe sweet taste of pain that I adore.Takes my life, I'm left to die.</description>
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			<title>Things Iill never say.</title>
			<description>The way you light up,when our hands touch,when we touch,us,together, me and u,the look in your eyes, the smiles we share, and the kisses with care.I cant help but stare, At the beauty,The was we are, everything. Are the things I'll never say. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </description>
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