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			<title>I feel it.</title>
			<description>I feel it.I feel it always.Like a bad dream that hides.Hides in the back of your head.It follows you through this maze.The maze you call life.It cuts me open Tears me apart thoroughly.It took her away. It consumed her,Consumed whatever was left of me.So I am curled up on this surface.This surface th..</description>
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			<title>What's left of me.</title>
			<description>I'm new at posting my writing, so I hope you enjoy.</description>
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			<title>Behind my eyes</title>
			<description>I've always been to shy to post my poetry, so here's one.</description>
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