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      <title>My Poems by Rey Torres</title>
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      <pubDate>2019-04-02 12:12:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>WOUNDS</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I strung upon the broken rocks. The wind ceaselessly thrashed my flesh. Your blasphemies where  shards that cut into my skin. Your silence pierced my being. Yet unbeknownst to you, I had a knife to cut myself away from your rope of deceit. But I stayed, I stayed because you sealed my ears with hot wax, you perfumed the air with myrrh you, gave me rose-colored shades to see the world in your hue. Now the vultures of my regret feast on my carcass</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-04-02 12:30:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Friends </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My circle's so small its a period. Who needs friends when the best company is your own? People need companionship because they fear being alone.Same way people bring light intro the darkness. But isn't it a novel idea to wonder in the dark and face the fears blind? </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-04-02 12:44:53 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Power</title>
         <author>torresr</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> They say that heavy is the head that wears the crown. Only for the feeble. The crown is for the fittest. Bring  on the wolves that come for the throne, For they will find out that silver is no match for gold.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-04-04 14:37:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>INCLEMENT WEATHER</title>
         <author>torresr</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>W      I              H     T     D     E             I</div><div>  N      M      R           A        Y<br>        K             I       S        S </div><div>  T              H            F       O  R        O      E</div><div>A        R       S  I              </div><div> N               A    S             N                    D </div><div>   I                   T            A      S             N</div><div>                 G    W             R </div><div> E               Y      T                                  M</div><div>                 O</div><div>                   T</div><div>                   H<br>                   E                         RS    </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-05-04 21:48:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>OLD</title>
         <author>torresr</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Whoa I'm really eighteen years old?!? I dont feel eighteen. I dont look eighteen <br>Maybe its just me. I'll take a walk outside to see if people see anything different. No no long gazing stares. No questions from other own my maturity. Maybe my parents notice something. No just the usual "How's your day". Maybe Iam not eighteen. Back to sleep then.  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-05-05 23:36:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>08835</title>
         <author>torresr</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Used to have so much fun here. Summer 16 was on to remember. Would go to my friends house to play video games then go the turf to ball. Then watch movies at the movie theater. Then repeat for the week. How I cherish those times. Would go back, not to change anything but to do it again. Now its time to get to work. All hands to on deck. Bon voyage fun times </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-05-05 23:47:04 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
         <author>torresr</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[W]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-05-19 22:57:19 UTC</pubDate>
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