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			<title>She</title>
			<description>She is sadness&amp;nbsp;She is the tears that drip down a widow's cheekShe is anxiety&amp;nbsp;She is the mossy rocks that break the ocean's waves.She is hate.She is the hot cartridge of a gang member's pistol.She is addiction.She is the baggy, the needle, and the pipe.She is pain.She is what makes you beg ..</description>
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			<title>My Friend</title>
			<description>I don't have many friends, I just know a lot of people. Many tend to be here when they want to be. Or when I'm most convenient for them. I do have one true friend that I don't believe I'll ever let go of. His name is River. Maybe I'm biased but he is one of the most intelligent beings I have ever en..</description>
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			<title>Dropping Acid: Take Two </title>
			<description>This is a weird poetry styled writing about the second time I dropped acid and had a bad trip. </description>
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			<title>Dropping Acid: Escaping Virginity </title>
			<description>This is a weird poetry styled writing about my first trip.</description>
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			<title>Bullshit</title>
			<description>This poem is dedicated to a friend who took her life. 
The world is at a standstill without your benevolence. </description>
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			<title>Journal Entry #1: Feeling in Love</title>
			<description>I wouldn't exactly give this entry a title or certain style of writing. I just put poem from the way I decided to write it. These few sentences are what I believe are my experiences of feeling love.</description>
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			<title>Just Starting Out </title>
			<description>I cannot say that I have had it the worst. I cannot say that I've experienced the worst. I cannot say that this will be the worst that I've encountered. I will not say that this will be the worst that I've encountered. As far as the medication I've been on for my mentality that would be for depressi..</description>
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			<title>Getting my S**t Together </title>
			<description>Just a story of how I'm dealing with my emotions and constant overthinking. Like stated in my note, I'm not writing for views. If you wish to write a re-view, go ahead but I'm not necessarily asking.</description>
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