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		<title>Radio</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[You&#8217;re a ghost inside my radio drifting in and out of the static. I thought I&#8217;d never see you again when those words became automatic: &#8220;I miss you.&#8221; I really need to hear your voice right now. Tell me to stop being so emo and tease me with the mystery of your magic spell. Give [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[emo,  me- ow, etc. I look at her with my heart wide open and I&#8217;m not supposed to tell her. I look at her with my eyes towards the future and I&#8217;m not supposed to talk about it. little, me- ow, etc. I speak to her about the beauty that beams from her gray eyes. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>that I want</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s an adventure in each breath you take that I want to go on. Your eyes reflect an infinite number of color possibilities. Your face injects dynamic beauty shots inside of me. There&#8217;s a mystery in each look you give that I want to solve. Your soul is speaking in a whisper that only I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Nilim</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2011 08:42:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When Iziel fell from grace, he felt no fear. God had been right to cast them out &#8211; so he felt a certain calm as he and his brothers tumbled down from Heaven to Earth. The Fall was beautiful in a way. White comets left trails of a million feathers that fluttered listlessly to the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>No Emo</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I adjust my position too late &#8211; I&#8217;ve got a cramp in my side and I can&#8217;t seem to shake the feeling of nausea as I feel my heart tremble with fear, hear my breathing come to a stop, smell the burning of hope, and taste the copper in my mouth from the night before. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Light Blue Shirt</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kicking, screaming, bending towards the sunshine. My heart is pulling me forward while my mind struggles with the calculations. &#8220;This is impossible,&#8221; it claims. &#8220;This is all possible,&#8221; it sings. Another day - another way to make my dreams a reality is to suck her scent in from her light blue shirt. I let my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mornings</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 07:03:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We sleep in until it&#8217;s too late to do the things we planned. You are smooth and trembling as I tickle your back. You throw sheets aside and I pull in pillows. You wake up smiling and I&#8217;m still dreaming. I expand infinite inside your kiss - moving mountains, collapsing canyons, obliterating oceans, and incinerating islands while [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Confidence</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 06:04:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wonder what you&#8217;re doing right now as I lay in bed looking at these pictures of you. You must be dreaming without knowing it. You must be sleeping in the arms of peace. I am speaking out of turn but how do you manage to stop my heart and cue my mind to battle [...]]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 06:44:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[heart beat, break beat. the sun&#8217;s shining on the dying like the moon&#8217;s beaming on the dead. and yet, i bet on the movement of her hips. they are making me moan and hope is pulling me out from under the persistence of thoughts i can&#8217;t seem to control. I hold on to the last [...]]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2011 06:14:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I collaborate with needles under my skin to keep me awake - and to keep me sane. yes, I put pressure on them to make myself grin, but it&#8217;s a mistake to love all this pain. I want to distract myself from the lack of you - from the emptiness that destroys my days. your [...]]]></description>
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