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  <updated>2008-05-15T20:00:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atlzbaby16:1744</id>
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    <title>ya what r your coping skillz"tell me"</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T20:00:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T20:00:12Z</updated>
    <category term="teens"/>
    <category term="emo"/>
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    <lj:music>korn - children of the korn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;ya so today went kindaa well...accept 4 da end and um im like totally stressed out , angry and depressed....i just want to know what&amp;nbsp; everyones coping skills are</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atlzbaby16:1473</id>
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    <title>BREAK UP POEM(i know its cheesy please leave comments)</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T19:45:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T19:45:36Z</updated>
    <category term="break up"/>
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    <lj:music>Korn - all in the family</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;THE PAIN THAT I'M FEELING IS OVER WHELMING&lt;br /&gt;THE THINGS YOU DO THAT KEEP ME YELLING&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BUT YOUR BREAKING MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;WE KNEW THIS WAS OVER WHEN WE DECIDED TO START&lt;br /&gt;WE'VE TRIED TO HOLD ON&lt;br /&gt;BUT DEEP INSIDE WE KNOW&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TEARING US APART.&lt;br /&gt;THIS RELATIONSHIP REFUSES&amp;nbsp;TO GROW&lt;br /&gt;SO BREAK UP WE MUST&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL HURT AT FIRST&lt;br /&gt;BUT TEARS ARE TEMPORARY&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SOMETHING YOU WOULD KNOW&lt;br /&gt;SINCE YOU'VE HURT ME THE MOST&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO LET YOU GO&lt;br /&gt;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&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;-Xtasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atlzbaby16:1140</id>
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    <title>A boy a girl(i didnt write this)</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T00:00:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T00:00:03Z</updated>
    <category term="sad"/>
    <lj:music>marques houston -circles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&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;&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;&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy and a girl, &lt;br /&gt;the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;From elementary to high school&lt;br /&gt;from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all those years&lt;br /&gt;their friendship grew.&lt;br /&gt;They both felt the same, &lt;br /&gt;but neither knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each waking moment&lt;br /&gt;since the day they met.&lt;br /&gt;They both loved each other&lt;br /&gt;sunrise to sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was all she had&lt;br /&gt;in her terrible life.&lt;br /&gt;He was the one&lt;br /&gt;who kept her from her knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was his angel, &lt;br /&gt;she made him smile.&lt;br /&gt;Though life threw him curves, &lt;br /&gt;she made it all worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day&lt;br /&gt;things went terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The next few weeks&lt;br /&gt;were like a very sad song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made her jealous&lt;br /&gt;on purpose he tried.&lt;br /&gt;When the girl asked, "Do you love her?"&lt;br /&gt;on purpose he lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He played with jealousy&lt;br /&gt;like it was a game.&lt;br /&gt;Little did he know&lt;br /&gt;Things would never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His plan was working&lt;br /&gt;but he had no clue.&lt;br /&gt;How wrong things would go, &lt;br /&gt;the damage he would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night she broke down, &lt;br /&gt;feeling very alone.&lt;br /&gt;Just her and the blade, &lt;br /&gt;no one else home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dialed his number, &lt;br /&gt;he answered, "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;She told him she loved him&lt;br /&gt;and hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raced to her house&lt;br /&gt;just a minute too late.&lt;br /&gt;Found her lying in blood, &lt;br /&gt;her heart had no rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside her was a note, &lt;br /&gt;in it her confession.&lt;br /&gt;Her love for this boy, &lt;br /&gt;her only obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he read the note, &lt;br /&gt;he knelt down and cried.&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed her knife, &lt;br /&gt;that night they both died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was found in his arms, &lt;br /&gt;both of them dead.&lt;br /&gt;Under her note&lt;br /&gt;his handwriting said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I loved her so, &lt;br /&gt;she never knew.&lt;br /&gt;All this time&lt;br /&gt;I loved her too."&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 15px; LINE-HEIGHT: 18px"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7597"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atlzbaby16:814</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Reacting to my bad mood</title>
    <published>2008-05-14T23:24:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-14T23:24:51Z</updated>
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usually i talk to my friend and he helps me&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;or i go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;or i play music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atlzbaby16:595</id>
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    <title>poet crisis...please give advice!!!</title>
    <published>2008-05-14T21:35:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-14T21:35:28Z</updated>
    <category term="poet emo help"/>
    <lj:music>linkin park - breaking the habit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok...heres the deal&lt;br /&gt;im a emo poet who doesnt really share her poetry and its something im very gifted at...but now that my grandma/principal found out about my poetry and now i&amp;nbsp;HAVE to write a poem about my friends graduation by friday&lt;br /&gt;and it was fun at first but its getting really stressful now&amp;nbsp;that she's forcing me to do it like it some important report</content>
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