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		<description>The original writings of author Lil Miss Poe</description>
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			<title>True Bloody Love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The moon shines brightly upon her shallow grave&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She could stand so much pain and hide it so wellYoucould only see it in her eyes but it was there shining trueTherewas only one person who really k..</description>
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			<title>Weeping Willow</title>
			<description>I slowing walkthrough the forestGrassentangling my feet with every step I takeA small packis on my back filled with my tablet and a ampI brace myselffor what&amp;rsquo;s coming even thru I saw it multiple times beforeI slowly walktoward my grandmothers tombstone a deep brea..</description>
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			<title>Heartache</title>
			<description>I made it for a broken hearted friend</description>
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			<title>Humanity</title>
			<description>With every cuton my skinI feel myhumanity growing thinWith everysliceOr little diceI hear thebeast clawing from withinWith thestrength of 25 menWith my ragefeeding itHow can Idefeat it?How can youbeat something when you are the beast?You can co..</description>
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			<title>No title again</title>
			<description>I feel totallydrained both mentally and physically I&amp;rsquo;m so tiredof the pain coming in rainWhere&amp;rsquo;s thejoy? Does it not exist?I feel onlythe ghost of hatred as I walk down the Abandonedstreet abandoned like meThis is awhole new level of hellIt surpris..</description>
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			<title>Abuse</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Do you feellike a man when you hit your wife?The onlyperson that has ever loved you for you?How do youfeel when your darling little daughter walks upto you withtears in her eyes and asks you why is mommy crying?Do you tellher the truth?Or do youabuse her..</description>
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			<title>No title</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m by myselfyet againWhy must Ikeep crying?Why am I stillalive?There&amp;rsquo;s not areason to be soI can feelmyself slowly dieing with every breathe I take inI hate myselfand it hates me so why am I still here?My friendsattempt to help me Why won&amp;rs..</description>
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			<title>Undercover</title>
			<description>Its a poem by me Im new here but here it is...</description>
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