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			<title>The Last Time </title>
			<description>They had been friends for so long&amp;nbsp;she loved her more than herself&amp;nbsp;but the sight of a busy phone line&amp;nbsp;and the news from distressed parents&amp;nbsp;made the memories fade and agony smile.</description>
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			<title>WAR</title>
			<description>as the man who was once&amp;nbsp;blessed with a familywalked around in the fieldwith the sounds of gunshots&amp;nbsp;deafening his earshe saw the state of his house&amp;nbsp;..anger climbed&amp;nbsp;when sadness fell down</description>
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			<title>The girl with a love for fishing </title>
			<description>A soft PINK cotton candy in her handSCRAMBLE her way through the parkwearing her all time favorite LEVIS jacketwith a MOON shaped necklace hanging freelyshe realized that she was in the mood for FISHINGwith a DEVILISH grin, she looked at a fishing rodher DARING character made her pick it upshe SHIFT..</description>
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			<title>Anger changes people.</title>
			<description>being angry is not a good feeling</description>
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			<title>House with a sound.</title>
			<description>It seemed to be a silent night even though this town never had this sort of an image, even during the darkest hours you would hear cars honking and traffic building up but still today was strangely quiet.I was walking through an old rather worn out house and wondered out loud that 'This house seems ..</description>
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			<title>Bottled up emotions.</title>
			<description>this poem represents the feeling you get when you feel yourself going completely helpless and lost into a bundle of negative thoughts.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/love89/1745750/</link>
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			<title>The radio of heartache.</title>
			<description>it's a poem about losing someone that means the absolute world to you.</description>
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