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			<title>Politics</title>
			<description>You stare at pixelated delusions and dream of grandeur.Little do you know:your avatars are witches in hiding;you spout gospel from heavenly majesties,do you even know what it means?They conspire, ensnare you with ideologies that speak of equity.The whole time,they reach for golden trop..</description>
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			<title>I don't give a damn</title>
			<description>I say, &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t give a damn&quot;And I hopeDesperatelyThat the careless flick of my bangle clad wristconveys thisUndermined by the golden shineof carcinogenic foundation A shade too darkShredded globsof shoplifted mascara in the corner of my crinkled eyeNot caringis the ..</description>
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			<title>Hormonal Imbalances</title>
			<description>Teenage angstNot the whiplash of sudden catastropheNot the chilling acheof a winter gone wrongLess than that, but infinitely more treacherous:the uncertainty of painhalf opened pill bottlesa razor blade poking out,just barely, but enough to confuseIs it better to be mortally woun..</description>
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			<title>Treachery</title>
			<description>My cavernous wallsetched with crimson streaks,half finished sentences written in chalkI let you sign your nameKnee jerk reactionbarely a scribbleSo dimly lit,I can barely see my signatureSo why does your illegible markfeel like a gaping crater</description>
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			<title>Deceptions</title>
			<description>We are supposed to decieve ourselvesStitch our wounds with dental flossPour cement on tender lacerationsKeep the stickiness insideHold your edges like a cardboard cutoutDon't make a sharp turn, you'll tear openRinse your mouth with acid to wash out the bad thingsGod forbid you tell the..</description>
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