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			<title>A Mistake</title>
			<description>Five daysTwo hoursTen minutesThirty SecondsThirty seconds to rememberAll the promises you madeAll the things you vowed not to doOne secondOne second and your feet are on the groundPacing, you&amp;rsquo;re pacingPacing like the time you didn&amp;rsquo;t know if you should open the doo..</description>
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			<title>Maybe</title>
			<description>MaybeJust maybeShe is beautifulBecause her hips swayAs her feet glide across the glimmering floorAnd her breasts bounce with the vibrancy of the music&amp;nbsp;To each beat, to each noteEvery part of her dancesShe is beautiful&amp;nbsp;Because she cries when her husbandSlams the door f..</description>
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			<title>Dear Anorexia</title>
			<description>Watch my reflection blurAs water flounders in my eyesAnd the mirror dissipate&amp;nbsp;As my broken knees hit the floor&amp;nbsp;Place your fingers on my hipAnd your arm around my wilted waistSet your presenceOn my flawed cheekAnd soak upThe oil on my foreheadFeel the daggers of my bones..</description>
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			<title>My Red Bracelet</title>
			<description>On my wrist&amp;nbsp;is a braceletOf the deepest shade of redFluid and straightIt stains my skinAnd cuts deep into my flesh&amp;nbsp;Handcrafted with lonelinessAnd embellished with hateIt glimmers in the darkness&amp;nbsp;And is masked in the dayA giftSent from the boyWho made my sheet..</description>
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			<title>Kisses</title>
			<description>Kisses pressed upon her breastScratches streaked across her thighI love you!&amp;nbsp;I roaredPassion screaming through my criesProtect meI love youFind the fervor in my eyesDon&amp;rsquo;t hurt meI love youThis feeling won&amp;rsquo;t ever dieA look of defeat slapped across her face..</description>
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