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      <pubDate>2016-09-07 01:38:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ameer and Deia</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>That feeling of waiting, waiting in line.<br>Or even doing this is consuming time.</div><div>These are the vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>Those people that force themselves into our lives.<br>Or those drivers who just can’t speed up their cars.</div><div>Those are the vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>These broken bones and scars on my face.<br>Or those conversations that we forced and faltered.</div><div>These are the vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>Parents that keep going and going and going.<br>Or those pesky people that just won’t go away</div><div>These are the vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>Those nights where you are just starving to the core.<br>Or attempting get the thread through the needle hole for the millionth time.</div><div>These are the vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp;Failing tests that you procrastinated on.<br>&nbsp;Or staying up all night and coming an hour late to class.</div><div>These are vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>Instead of lemons, life throws a bucket of water at you.<br>Or when that time of the month kicks you right in the uterus.</div><div>These are the vexations of life.</div><div><br></div><div>When beauty standards are just too damn high.<br>And even making something simple as a choice.</div><div>That is just some of the vexations of life.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-07 10:03:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ros &amp;amp; Luv</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>ANXIETY</strong></div><div><strong>&nbsp;</strong></div><div>First day of college is anxiety</div><div>Presentations are anxiety</div><div>The night before an exam is anxiety</div><div>Stress is anxiety</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Being alone is anxiety</div><div>Talking to people is anxiety</div><div>Making a good first impression is anxiety</div><div>Expressing yourself to the fullest is anxiety</div><div>Falling in love is anxiety</div><div>Watching a climactic scene in a movie is anxiety</div><div>Holding hands is anxiety</div><div>Putting your trust in someone is anxiety</div><div>Breaking up is anxiety</div><div>People are anxiety</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Waiting at the arrival lounge is anxiety</div><div>Waiting at the departure lounge is anxiety</div><div>Getting that phone call is anxiety</div><div>Waiting outside a hospital room is anxiety</div><div>Trauma is anxiety</div><div><br>These walls are anxiety<br>These thoughts are anxiety<br>The knife in the kitchen is anxiety<br>Blood is anxiety<br>Overthinking is anxiety<br><br></div><div>Stress is anxiety</div><div>People are anxiety</div><div>Trauma is anxiety</div><div>Overthinking is anxiety</div><div>Standing at the edge of a cliff is anxiety<br>Dying is-</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-07 16:22:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Guilt by Nina &amp;amp; Tia</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/vandanasaxena/listpoem/wish/122466640</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>Forgive me, God,</div><div>For I’ve sinned,</div><div>It was a late Saturday night,</div><div>As I should be heading home,</div><div>But I’m drunk on liquid gold,</div><div><br></div><div>Forgive me, lover,</div><div>For I’ve sinned,</div><div>I was the one who let us go,</div><div>After foolish mistakes after another,</div><div>But the one who make us break,</div><div>Was my one night ache.&nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Forgive me, friends,&nbsp;</div><div>For I’ve sinned,&nbsp;</div><div>I’ve been lying,</div><div>I say I’ll be there for them,</div><div>But when things get real,</div><div>I bolt and chill.</div><div><br></div><div>Forgive me, teacher,</div><div>For I have sinned,</div><div>With all the pressure I had to endure,</div><div>I felt hopeless and there was no cure,</div><div>To cheat on him I could not bear,</div><div>But the thought of disappointment,</div><div>I dare not to care.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Forgive me, body,</div><div>For I have sinned.</div><div>I have tortured you endlessly,</div><div>I don’t know why and I don’t know how,</div><div>With all the food,</div><div>I chose to force it out.</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-08 15:07:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Desperation&#39;s Hierarchy of Needs by Adam, Khadijah &amp;amp; Mary Frances</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/vandanasaxena/listpoem/wish/122635198</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Desperation. Hopelessness.<br>Desperation. Hunger.<br>Desperation. College applications.<br>Desperation. Waiting for busses when late. <br>Desperation. Late for school. <br>Desperation. Going with the last resort.<br>Desperation.  To get money.<br>Desperation. Obtain love.<br>Desperation. Trying to get your crush to like you. <br>Desperation. Trying to be understood.<br>Desperation. Relationship ending.<br>Desperation. Do well.<br>Desperation. Succeed.<br>Desperation. Academic standing.<br>Desperation. Trying to get a better job position.<br>Desperation. Trying to not be mediocre.<br>Desperation. To make a difference.<br>Desperation. To be someone.<br>No beer in the fridge<br> 7/11 is closed.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-09 02:46:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ira and Divenia &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;Ecstasy is breakfast in bed. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;
Ecstasy is when your cat is nice to you.&amp;nbsp;Ecstasy is eating fresh out of the oven cookies. &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;
Ecstasy is the feeling after a good exercise. &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;Ecstasy is listening to an uptempo song.&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;Ecstasy is doing something you love.
Ecstasy is doing nothing. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Ecstasy is the roller coaster rides when it goes down. &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;
Ecstasy is meeting your favourite singer.&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;Ecstasy is traveling to a new place.
Ecstasy is breaking a rule. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;
Ecstasy is punching someone annoying in the face. &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;
Ecstasy is meeting your best friend after ages apart. &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;
Ecstasy is the consumption of the sweet toxic. &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;
Ecstasy is the initial stage of falling in love. &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;
Ecstasy is the initial stage of moving on. &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;Ecstasy is making love to the person who means the world to you. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Ecstasy is the feeling when you break free. &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;
Ecstasy is life. &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;
Ecstasy is a lie.</title>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-09 02:58:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Camilia amanda william</title>
         <author>camiliajohari</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/vandanasaxena/listpoem/wish/122640044</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div><br></div><div>The weather forecaster betrayed me</div><div>The puddle that ruined my boot betrayed me</div><div>My drained phone battery betrayed me</div><div>The broken public tele betrayed me&nbsp;</div><div>My cheating boyfriend betrayed me</div><div>My dog who’d chosen him over me betrayed me<br>Our friends who took his side betrayed me<br>My leaked pictures the next day betrayed me<br>The two shots of vodka betrayed me</div><div>My low alcohol tolerance betrayed me</div><div>My best friend who knew I was drunk betrayed me</div><div>The guilt in his eyes when I sobered betrayed me</div><div>My dad betrayed me&nbsp;<br>His late night returns to home betrayed me<br>The perfume that lingers on his shirt betrayed me<br>The glinting blade on my sink betrayed me</div><div>My happiness betrayed me<br>The voices in my head betrayed me</div><div>God betrayed me</div><div>I betrayed myself</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-09 03:55:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>FEAR - MArcus</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/vandanasaxena/listpoem/wish/122745310</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Fear the end of existence<br>Fear the societal changer<br>Fear the force that unites<br>Fear the force that divides<br>Fear it prevents you from doing<br>Fear it prevents you from being<br>Fear it prevents you from thinking<br>Fear is a human feeling&nbsp;<br>Fear an emotion<br>Fear is in politics<br>Fear is in the work place<br>Fear&nbsp; in your safe place<br>Fear is what keeps you awake at night<br>Fear creeps from the corners of your mind<br>Fear if uncheck devours its prey whole<br>Fear is but something that is in your mind<br>Fear does it exist?<br>Fear it does.<br><br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-09-09 14:11:02 UTC</pubDate>
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