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			<description>This was written on November 3, 2009.  It's about a friend who I dearly love.</description>
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			<title>For You</title>
			<description>This is a short litte verse.  It's very personal.</description>
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			<title>I Dare You To</title>
			<description>Written August 30, 2009.  I went through a really bad  break-up in the summer of 2009.  Me and the guy had been dating for over a year and a half and then he ended it with no reason.</description>
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			<title>Feel</title>
			<description>Written March  4, 2009.  This is a short statement about what writing means to me. </description>
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			<description>Date unknown, though I know I was still in eighth grade. This is what I call a rap-style poem.  The topic of this specific poem is cutting. It's fictional.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ashesmayburn/702287/</link>
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			<title>Insanity</title>
			<description>Written February 21, 2008.  For some reason, when I was this age, I was either in a lot of emotional pain, or able to simulate it.  And this was my interpretation of what it would feel like to die.</description>
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