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			<title>06-13-2016</title>
			<description>06/13/2016NessaMonroe&amp;nbsp;Shame, like poison,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Consumes me&amp;hellip;.Your eyes, judgmental;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Like knives.&amp;nbsp; The flames of what you&amp;rsquo;ve done,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>12-30-2016</title>
			<description>12/30/2016NessaMonroe&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m humming&amp;#2013266048;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vibrating&amp;#2013266048;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wasting for y..</description>
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			<title>02-16-2017</title>
			<description>02/16/2017Nessa Monroe&amp;nbsp;I am frenzied,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And fallen;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I wish I could breathe.&amp;nbsp;I can never slow down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; They want to best me.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>04-09-2017</title>
			<description>04/09/2017Nessa Monroe&amp;nbsp;I keep replaying youIn my mind.It&amp;rsquo;s like a tape;I go back in time.I feel your hands.I taste your mouth.I know you again,Inside and out.You touch my neck.I lick your teeth.You know everyPart of me.I hold you, andI don&amp;rsquo;t let go.I can&amp;rsquo;t get backThe heart yo..</description>
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			<title>04-17-2017</title>
			<description>04/17/2017Nessa Monroe&amp;nbsp;Please, remember my heart&amp;nbsp;Before you walk away.I never asked for much;I just wanted you to stay.I&amp;rsquo;m vulnerable beneath you,So please take care with me.I don&amp;rsquo;t expect a lot;&amp;nbsp;Just let me down gently.When I chose to love you,I loved with all of me.And w..</description>
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			<title>04-21-2017</title>
			<description>04/21/2017Nessa Monroe&amp;nbsp;When the years have passed,And our memories come around,I want you to never wonderThat your heart is safe and sound.You see, nothing that I&amp;rsquo;ve saidWas for gain from you.My actions and intentionsWere loyal, good, and true.And although it hurts me deeplyThat you&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<title>05-03-2017</title>
			<description>05/03/2017Nessa Monroe&amp;nbsp;Maybe, when the air is calm&amp;#2013266048;&quot;The summer comes&amp;#2013266048;&quot;My name lives on.The ocean breeze;That long white dress;And you pursued me,Like a quest.But round and round,I side-stepped you,Until the dayI was your fool.Night-time, andA winter storm.Your breath was..</description>
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