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			<title>ABORTION</title>
			<description>Hi, Pregnant B***h.  I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born..</description>
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			<title>Pain</title>
			<description>IM IN PAIN .. it hurtss ,it hurts so bad .. the pain Might not be physical , But it hurts 10 Times worse .they say sticks &amp;amp; stones may Break my bones but words will never hurt me ?thats not true . Each word u speak cuts like a knife . There may not be any Blood .. But there might as we..</description>
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			<title>He Killed Me </title>
			<description>My name is Chris ,I am three,My eyes are swollen..I cannot see.I must be stupid,I must be bad,What else could have made,My daddy so mad?I wish I were better,I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy,Would still want to hug me.I can't do a wrong,I can't speak at all,..</description>
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			<title>I never Knew </title>
			<description>i&amp;nbsp;never knew this would be me I never knew they could see me I never knew the pain could stopI never knew that she loved me I never knew that I exsistedI never knew the tears would stop Everyday I say I never knew could be the the day I'll always know I took my life away </description>
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			<title>Do Angels Cry ?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;ii always wnderd if an angel wud hve anythng tuh cry abt. . .its said wen yuu reach the kingdom of heaven u feel no hate, pain, nor sorrow. . .bt n hell u feel mch wrse, bt n this life its ben nothin bt hell on earth. . .momma always tld me God sees sumthn n me he cn wrk with, i very well beli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breianna-Smith/793631/</link>
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			<title>Why ?</title>
			<description> - what was sed from myself tuh myself ws that i was dead, dead tuh myself. . .alot of times me, myself, and i wish i was dead, bt i got sme sort of comfort kno'n tht tuh myself i'm dead. . .alot of others find smewt of fear at the slightest sight of death, bt nt me. . .i welcome it, and i'll allow ..</description>
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