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			<title>voluntary departure </title>
			<description>More of a prose poem. </description>
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			<title>Just Three</title>
			<description>It won't be four anymore.Just three. Just three going out for birthdays.Just three going to church without the head of the family but still appearing strong.Thanksgiving and Christmas will now be spent with other family members.Yet, 5, 6 other members can't replace 1.For the anniversary,..</description>
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			<title>Papa</title>
			<description>I can never hate you.I can never say that I want you gone.No matter how many timesYou makes us cry,I can&amp;rsquo;t seem to feel anger towards you.You&amp;rsquo;re so harsh,You never helpEven when you can.You never try to make things better.Your stupid prideAlways blinds you.You know you do wrongBut you ne..</description>
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			<title>Falling Apart</title>
			<description>Nothing hurts me moreThan seeing my mother cry.It hurts me moreKnowing it&amp;rsquo;s my father&amp;rsquo;s fault.Nothing hurts me moreThan seeing it all before me.It hurts me moreKnowing the end may be close.Nothing hurts me moreThan seeing her anger towards him.It hurts me moreKnowing he acts like it&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<title>save me</title>
			<description>i'm a lost case. who can save me?i'm too deep already. is it possible to get out?i've picked every flaw i have and destroyed the little confidence i had in myself. waking up and facing each dayis becoming harder. i don't want to do this alone. please, please someone help me. i'..</description>
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			<title>Hopeless</title>
			<description>Things didn't hit meUntil late that night. You were leaving us. There was no turning back now. I cried because of you,Because of mom,Because of how hopeless I felt. Dramatic, sure. I was crying like a babyAnd there was no point in Trying to stop myself. The second I wiped my fa..</description>
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			<title>Isolation</title>
			<description>I really love the mellow song by John Lennon. It got to me to the point to where I wrote this. </description>
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			<title>Faith</title>
			<description>Where is my faith?Does it even exist? God, forgive me. I've been such a Dishonest and ungrateful Child. I've done nothing butTake your blessings and love To the side. I didn't give them the importance they truly are. I stopped praying,Only when I'm in need of help. I should be doing that everyday. I..</description>
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			<title>Social Anxiety</title>
			<description>Self-conscious of all your movementsOpportunities lost Constantly overthinking what you've saidI keep making a fool out of myselfAvoiding social situationsLooking for a bathroom Apologizing way too muchNot being able to speak clearlyX's scribbled all over the paperI don't belong hereEveryone is st..</description>
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			<title>Midnight</title>
			<description>I've cried so much thatMy cheeks are burning at Just the touch of my fingers. I wipe my face,I hate the moist feeling andThe small drops at the tip of my chin. My nose cries on its own,Its own drops falling to my salty lips. My eyelids are warm and I'm scared to touch them. I've rubbed and pushed on..</description>
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			<title>Stranger</title>
			<description>Do you feel guilty?Do you actually miss me?If so, let it be.Because you see,You left me aloneYou became a strangerI became someone unknownWe're in danger. Our friendship's falling apartWe're losing each other. Though it may break my heartWe can't go any further.</description>
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