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			<title>TODAY I CRIED</title>
			<description>Clouds of emotions,hidden behind my eyes,using tears as their disguise,as they break free,from the walls,that once held them captive.Each tear burning,burning like hot lava,as they carry the pain,that caused their eruption.Freely flowing,at a steady pace,erasing the sadness,that once resided,upon my..</description>
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			<title>TREASURED</title>
			<description>FRIENDSHIP IS A TREASURETHAT IS RARELY FOUND,BUT WHEN IT IS FOUNDITS BEAUTY CHANGES THE LIFE,OF ITS POSSESSOR!!NO LONGER POOR IN SPIRIT,BUT RICH WITH JOY,THE JOY IN KNOWING SOMEONE CARES.NO LONGER KEPT AWAKEWITH FEELINGS OF INADEQUACY,BUT GREETED EVERYDAY,WITH WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT,THAT ONLY A FRIE..</description>
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			<title>A BRIGHTER DAY</title>
			<description>It was a dark day,the sun went away.Ugliness came to play,I was robbed of my innocence!He came into my room,like a theif in the night,he did things ,that just was'nt right.Whispering in my ear,everythings going to be okay,are words my mind would often replay!It was on that day,the sun went away.In d..</description>
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			<title>THROUGH MY EYES</title>
			<description>If you look through my eyes,then maybe you'll see,why it's hard to be me!&amp;nbsp;Frustrated by all the pressure,i find myself failing every semester.&amp;nbsp;I have this great fear,i'll turn out to bethat person,i said i never wanted to be.&amp;nbsp;You know the one,who did nothing with their life!!!Made bad..</description>
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			<title>MERCY NEVER LET GO</title>
			<description>Merciful father,you carried me throughwhen i was weak.You understood my tearsas if they could speak,You bottled them upfor yours to keep.I am a wretched sinner,my flesh it&amp;nbsp;reeks!!!Self pleasure,is what i seek.I do things,i do not want to do,I do not do,the things i ought to do.My childhood was ..</description>
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