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	<title>Race-Car Ya-Yas</title>
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		<title>fragments</title>
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		<description>I realised it was time.
I listened to that voice in the back of my head
constantly whispering that things have got to be better than this.
The old cliches of love finding a way
If you love someone set them free
You only hurt the ones you love.
I have the bruises to prove it.
He cried. I cried. He held me and said he was sorry.
I told him I was too
and he made me a packed lunch and said he couldn't let me go.
I wiped my tears against his neck and told him I couldn't ... more  </description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 07:55:59 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Perhaps I look better when I cry</title>
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		<description> I found myself thumbing through the yellowing pages of life, ignoring the obligatory small print and choking on my daily doses of ennui and bullshit. The blank space where I used to stand stares back at me with the silent accusation of my weakness. I find it impossible to explain why I let it happen. Why it continues to happen. All the time aware that in the morning we will pretend that everything is fine. I'm the girl screaming at the strobing images of idiots who put themselves into this position and never escape. I call them fools and roll my eyes at their sob-story realities, safe in the knowledge that my own is competition for any of theirs.  ... more  </description>
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		<category>Race-Car Ya-Yas</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 17:30:53 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>A Nice Change</title>
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		<description> watching you sleep in my kingsized bed  I realise with growing satisfaction  that with a single shotgun blast to your head  I could alter my life and bedroom  which is fine I love the colour red  and I would soon forget the skull fragments  imbedded into the wallpaper </description>
		<dc:creator>starla</dc:creator>
		<category>Race-Car Ya-Yas</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 11:05:07 GMT</pubDate>
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