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			<title>The most beautiful girl </title>
			<description>she's a beautiful biker chick, a doesn't give a f**k if u like her chick, a sexy rock n' roll chick, a fast paced get up and go chick.the kind fo girl that takes you on a trip. with dark hair and tattoos all over her body, with a come and get me attitude and a look on her face thats just a littl..</description>
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			<description>Her sweet lips bellow my name as she walks past. Top lip swaying a passionate dance with bottom, behind them her tounge twists with anticipation of touch, but she keeps walking...Closed off with only her thoughts to consume her mind; rushing and standing still at the brink of trust. She hesitate..</description>
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			<title>Made to last</title>
			<description>Remember when you gave me no other choice but to fall for you.With the way you looked at me and the sweet words you spoke, there was nothing else&amp;nbsp;I could do.Hyptomized,&amp;nbsp;I fell victum to your charms.My heart skipped and&amp;nbsp;I melted in your arms.It was like finding my way a..</description>
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			<title>Life race</title>
			<description>i am but a weary traveler on the road of life. i look to bring past into present, future into reality, anything to replace this hallow routine that has become my day to day. this unending repetion of back breaking work leads me nowhere, while my days drift away seemingly un-noticed. here and now, &amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Blocked </title>
			<description>i seem to be experiencing writers block.ideas of literary brillance linger in my head just out of reach.i feel as if i'm on the edge about to jump and when i land, it will be in a pool of artistic perfection. but i can't muster up the courage to take that leap.i have the need to express ..</description>
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			<title>Sick infatuation </title>
			<description>i can't explain the way i felt when i first saw you dearoh, how i wanted to reach out and hold you nearyour eyes were capticating, and how i wanted to kiss those lipscurves in all the right places, and those hips...you are beautiful, thats for sureinfatuation is a sick diease, fo..</description>
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			<title>a soilder and his wife</title>
			<description>i can't say i've been where you are, but i've been to a similar placeso full of love, yet heartbroken because your missing a lover's facewhat sorrow it is to yearn for a love so sweetliving in agnoy; counting the days untill again your lips will meetpraying to god &quot;please, grant me t..</description>
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			<description>Scared, scraped, tattered and tornI have a heart hanging by its last stringI am but an angel with a crippled wingBroken, bruised, wounded and wornI have a soul that&amp;rsquo;s been ripped at the seamsI am but a sleeper searching for dreamsWilted, wronged, aged and abusedI ha..</description>
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			<title>when your mind forgets to consider your heart</title>
			<description>what is heartache?..............its the chaotic process of sweet memories transforming into a slow torment. what once was extacy is now an angony that eats at you each day. cherished kisses are now bombs aimed at your soul. Ripping chills engulf your body, but that feeling is a relief compared to wh..</description>
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			<title>Tip toe </title>
			<description>lend me your peice of mind?i have so much pent up inside of me that i have to tip toe around this mine feild of thoughtslike bombs burried in the most uncommon of placeshow does the whipping chill of a winter morning remind me of the past?tip, toe...why does the embrace of a chil..</description>
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			<title>somewhere between fear and love there is passion</title>
			<description>My mind is blank. What is a blank mind but thoughts that run too deep to&amp;nbsp;phantom?&amp;nbsp;Uncertain, heart&amp;nbsp;drumming&amp;nbsp;fiercely in my chest and tears&amp;nbsp;threatening to stain my cheeks, i sit trying to find a thought. But as provoked as it is; my mind refuses to find anything meaningful en..</description>
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			<title>Gold</title>
			<description>For Monique </description>
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			<title>I forget</title>
			<description>An internal struggle is raging in my soul... I'm not sure if I'm the person I thought I was....and I don't know how I feel about that. </description>
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