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			<title>Little steps </title>
			<description>As I scream and shout that I don't love you no-more Those words hurt and cut me deeper than they do you to you Ironic isn't it? Even though I'm the one pulling the trigger, I'm the one walking away, saying no more I still somehow feel the pain Knowing that I'm okay with not loving you, it's ..</description>
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			<title>Beauty is it black or white</title>
			<description>Growing up as a child in a verywesternise society I yarn for an image on the front cover of a magazines whichwould match mine; dark skin not Beyonc&amp;eacute; dark, but Meshell Ndegeocello dark, andkinky short hair.&amp;nbsp; I had pretty dollswith such perfect skin and I wonder if that doll would ..</description>
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			<title>memory trigger </title>
			<description>I'm a shell of a being&amp;nbsp;over the last couple of years&amp;nbsp;I've watched as I become someone&amp;nbsp;I don't know or remember&amp;nbsp;the truth is for as long as I can remember&amp;nbsp;I've never really knew who I was&amp;nbsp;I was dealt some messed up cards growing upsometimes it surprises me that I'm still..</description>
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			<title>Blueprint </title>
			<description>I'm back to loneliness&amp;nbsp;back to my own thoughts&amp;nbsp;my insecurities&amp;nbsp;outlying my flaws&amp;nbsp;I'm back to this apartment&amp;nbsp;back in this room that somehow seems to consume my thoughts&amp;nbsp;and write my failures in redon my white walls&amp;nbsp;I'm back to thinking about that assessment piece&amp;nb..</description>
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