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		<description>The original writings of author Psycottic</description>
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			<title>Suffocation</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Suffocation- to&amp;nbsp;kill&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;killed&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;deprivation&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;oxygen,&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;obstruction&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;air&amp;nbsp;passage. When you look it upin the dictionary, it seems simple, painless, dull, when in reality it issomething completely ..</description>
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			<title>Poison</title>
			<description>PoisonI entered a dark time in my life. I had lost sight of allhope. I forgot the sun and its warmth. I forgot the meaning of life and why Iwas living it. When I found a drug to make me feel better. I injected it intomy arm. My veins full of glowing warmth. My heart warm with joy. My stoma..</description>
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			<title>Love?</title>
			<description>Love. It&amp;rsquo;s a funny thing. In the movies it looks like allsunshine and smiles. Like laughter and joy. But love is not always like that. Love is sitting there and hoping,aching that they are okay. Love is trying not to scream whenthey say they want to die.Love is squeezing ..</description>
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			<title>Tired</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m sotired.I&amp;rsquo;m sotired of trying to be someone who I&amp;rsquo;m not for him.I&amp;rsquo;m sotired of his criticisms, his ugly whispers in my ears,Too ugly,too stupid, too slow, too fat, too weird, too weak, too imperfectSticksand stones will break my bones but his words will never hu..</description>
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			<title>Angel</title>
			<description>My best friend got beat up at school today and i was freaking out so I wrote to feel better. If something sounds out of place its something my friend said to me.</description>
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