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      <title>Elite Skills Writing Club: Liminality</title>
      <link>http://www.eliteskills.com/u/Liminality</link>
      <description>The writings and poetry of Liminality.</description>
      <language>en-us</language>
      <pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:21:08 -0600</pubDate>
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 		<title>You</title>
         	<link>http://www.eliteskills.com/z/77926</link>
         	<description>A peom about my relationship with an awesome guy in my life, and how it isn&#039;t defined.</description>
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 		<title>My Lying Face</title>
         	<link>http://www.eliteskills.com/z/77168</link>
         	<description>This is when i came out to my parents, my mom didn&#039;t take it too well that i was gay, and i still deal with her and her religous prejudice towards me. Me and my mom&#039;s don&#039;t get along, if you can&#039;t tell, most of my depressed/mad poems are because of her.</description>
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 		<title>And You Say You Love Me?</title>
         	<link>http://www.eliteskills.com/z/77166</link>
         	<description>A Sad moment of my life, again dealing with my mom.</description>
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 		<title>You (Part 2)</title>
         	<link>http://www.eliteskills.com/z/82661</link>
         	<description>THis is a follow up or second part on &quot;You&quot; so lemme know what you think, if you haven&#039;t read &quot;You&quot; i don&#039;t think you will be lost of anything, it plays off of it but its fine by its self.</description>
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 		<title>Trapped</title>
         	<link>http://www.eliteskills.com/z/76314</link>
         	<description>My mom controling my life. This is how I feel and deal with it</description>
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 		<title>How Do I Tell You?</title>
         	<link>http://www.eliteskills.com/z/77306</link>
         	<description>A poem about how my relationship is with a friend, its hard, and half the time it seems that its more trouble then its worth. It seems that every action and word that i do and say hurts him, I don&#039;t mean it that way, but life&#039;s trickly like that. I&#039;m sticking with it though, trying to work through everything.</description>
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