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			<title>Her Room</title>
			<description>The morning draw nearer.Darkness vanished as light shone,All over her face, body, and soul.Lying still on the soft mattress. Soon she stood in serene.Across the fragile glass she saw,The epitome of pain and sorrow. Yet waiting for the love she once knew. As the curtains unveiled ..</description>
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			<title>Red Ink</title>
			<description>He looked at her like bad poetryHer body was a blank pageHis thoughts were the words Together she inked it in her skin.Every stroke was a pleasureAs she tow each verseThen stared it for a minute,Blood spilled from her wrist.</description>
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			<title>Idle</title>
			<description>Heard the whispering grief,Awaken by the clamorous silence.Felt the warm caress of woe,Guarded with never ending sorrow.</description>
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			<title>Desolation</title>
			<description>lost in the middle of wildernessescorted with her old friend, darknessflames that burn should've been there,to guide her trek back home.yet it had gone out; turned to embers.slowly dying in the midst of howling air,drifting further away where she stood,it'll be gone forever in the void.</description>
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			<title>what mess i had made?</title>
			<description>what mess i had made? when i reached out for you every night,when i prayed to God you would think of me too,when i lost everything even myself just to be with you,when i talked about you with sweet beams and affection,when i forgot suddenly of who i was supposed to be,&amp;nbsp;when i miss you s..</description>
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