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			<title>&quot;Unreal&quot;</title>
			<description>The feeling,Of being alive, but not aliveOf being real, yet, somehow unrealOf movement, and of uncontrol Is that me?Is that my life?Or is this just a movieThat I saw once in the theaterOr is this a highwayThat I've driven too longWhat is this?What is life?What is this feeling? Of reality and unreali..</description>
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			<title>&quot;Unfortunate&quot;</title>
			<description>It is unfortunateThat when I get stressedOr too excitedOr worry too muchThat I forget thingsI wishI&amp;rsquo;d remember.</description>
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			<title>&quot;What If&quot;</title>
			<description>What ifWhat ifI hadn&amp;rsquo;t made that choice?If I hadn&amp;rsquo;t said that sentence?If I hadn&amp;rsquo;t made that noise?What if What ifI hadn&amp;rsquo;t flipped that switch?If I hadn&amp;rsquo;t squeezed that trigger?If I hadn&amp;rsquo;t pulled that plug?What ifWhat ifI had always swept the corners?If I&amp;rsquo;d ..</description>
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			<title>&quot;The Thing That Stalks The Fields&quot;</title>
			<description>Woken by the cool night air on my face, my eight year old eyes adjusted to the darkness of the fields outside my window. The summer heat had forced all who lived in my town to sleep with all windows wide open, in hopes of tempting in a breeze. As my eyes slowly saw through the darkness, they focused..</description>
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			<title>&quot;The Forgotten&quot; </title>
			<description>We are the Forgotten.We are the evil that lurks in the soul.We are the shadow in the corner of your eye.We are the darkness pushed to the back of the mind.We are greed.We are lust.We are what hides behind the eyes where no one can see.We are your most animal state of mind.We are the instinct to kill..</description>
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			<title>&quot;A Broken Soul&quot;</title>
			<description>Please excuse our dust,And lives remained unlived,The marching sounds awaken us,The pocket watch, unwound.Please excuse our dust,And soulless bodies lie,The gates of hell are open now,Beckoning, ever closer.Please excuse our dust,The rose is dead and dry,Our graves lay here before us,The cloud of de..</description>
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			<title>&quot;That Hole You Left Inside&quot;</title>
			<description>Inside my chest there is a hole, where my heart used to be,A hole that you created, when you said you've set me free,But no you did not set me free, you left my soul to die,For I'm not here without you, like that hole you left inside.</description>
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			<title>&quot;Memory Fades&quot;</title>
			<description>I dread the day my memory fadesAll thoughts gone from my headThe dreams we dreamedThe little thingsLay in the gutter deadI dread the day my memory fadesWhen all the things I wroteAbout our livesAnd days gone byHave vanished In the nightI dread the day my memory fadesIt will happen I know it's trueBu..</description>
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			<title>&quot;The Man At The Zoo&quot;</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;The Man At The Zoo&amp;rdquo;Have I ever told you,About the man in the zoo?Who lived his whole life,During world war II,His battle worn face,Covered with scars,But not nearly as bad,As the ones on his heart,He once had a family,That he loved very much,He felt his wife's heart,His daughters warm t..</description>
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			<title>&quot;Have You Ever Wondered?&quot;</title>
			<description>Have you ever wondered?What lives among the stars?What life lives undiscovered?Maybe even close as mars?Maybe on a distant star?Where life was once created?An old species reborn right into,A place that they once hated?Maybe on a mountain top?Some galaxies away?Creatures speak with music?They hum and..</description>
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			<title>&quot;Sleeping Angel&quot;</title>
			<description>This poem is dedicated to all the mothers who are in pain or have been in pain from the loss of a precious soul. They are at peace my sisters. &lt;3</description>
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			<title>&quot;Among The Dead&quot;  A dedication to Isaac Decker</title>
			<description>This poem is dedicated to my little cousin who's death was a tragedy to my family. He will be remembered. He will be missed. May he Rest In Peace.</description>
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			<title>&quot;Truth&quot;</title>
			<description>We as humans are not afraid of the darkWe are only afraid of the shadows the light makes.</description>
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			<title>&quot;Where Do I Come From?&quot;</title>
			<description>Where do I come from?								And where do I go when I die?Will I ever know?Must I wait till my last hour draws near? To wonder?To dream? Will I go to a place so beautiful, That it makes angels weep just to remember its name?Or to a place where there is only darkness?And evil?Or will my existence jus..</description>
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			<title>&quot; A Painless Death&quot;</title>
			<description>A razor slides across your wristAnd you believe you won't be missedAll the pills lay in your handAnd you think how can this be bad?A gun is held up to your headAnd soon you know you will be deadA noose is wrapped around your neckAnd then you'll end this worthless trekA tower you jump off the edgeA d..</description>
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			<title>&quot;The Battle&quot;</title>
			<description>I see her laying there	All those tubes in her faceMy sweet little sisterI wish I could embraceNo need for tearsThey all have been shedFor soon I knowMy sister will be deadFor she has a diseaseOne with no cureShe says to me&quot;Please always love me for sure&quot;She lies here in bedWaiting to dieShe lets dow..</description>
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