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			<title>Ana Is Killing Me</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m sitting here trying to convince myself that my stomach doesn&amp;rsquo;t hurt because I&amp;rsquo;m hungry, it hurts because I ate too much. And by too much I mean the cup of diced peaches I had 12 hours ago.I weighed myself this morning and then again just now and I&amp;rsquo;ve gained 2 pounds t..</description>
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			<title>My Anxiety</title>
			<description>Just beneath the surface,Waiting all the time.Nerves and bottled up problems,Are playing on the line.One step across the boundary,It all just falls away.No determination, no confidence, No 'I'm okay' charade. It spreads across my body,Prickles under my skin.It's inside, in my mind,This demon. I can'..</description>
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			<title>Depression</title>
			<description>Trapped in darkness,Like a tiny box closing in, choking us.They call it nothing,But we few sufferers call it depression.A black gaping hole in our lives.Thoughts run through our minds;'I'm a failure, I'm worthless.'We feel like we're being left behind.Invisible to everyone.Our worlds are just so ble..</description>
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			<title>Nonessential</title>
			<description>The poem goes through the mind of a young girl in the hospital. She has brain damage and can faintly remember details from her past. She stays in room 515.</description>
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			<title>The Guide to Depravity</title>
			<description>This is the first page of a book I started writing a few days ago.</description>
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