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    <title>5ironfrenzied @ 2010-12-12T10:29:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I hate my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story.</content>
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    <title>Jealousy.</title>
    <published>2010-11-11T20:44:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It's like an illness that I can't shake&lt;br /&gt;a crippling pain that I can't take&lt;br /&gt;a growing fear that I can't break&lt;br /&gt;a deep sadness that makes me quake&lt;br /&gt;and leaves me shattered in its wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with a stone &lt;br /&gt;in my stomach and a thought in my head&lt;br /&gt;the day already over for me before &lt;br /&gt;I stretched my arms and left my bed&lt;br /&gt;the hurt used to be a passing thing&lt;br /&gt;that I could shrug and lift away&lt;br /&gt;but now it lives in my heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;to swell with doubt every waking day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a gnawing ruin, this jealousy&lt;br /&gt;I fight it but cannot break free&lt;br /&gt;it's spreading further within me&lt;br /&gt;I want the fury to leave me be&lt;br /&gt;but there's no escape I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drift asleep with a dampened spirit&lt;br /&gt;weighing heavy inside my chest&lt;br /&gt;and dream of all the little signs&lt;br /&gt;that prove me lost at second best&lt;br /&gt;I crave the joy that it would bring&lt;br /&gt;to know your love for me is not a lie&lt;br /&gt;and feel the peace of heady relief&lt;br /&gt;breathe out this tension like a sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because... it's like an illness that I can't shake&lt;br /&gt;a crippling pain that I can't take&lt;br /&gt;a growing fear that I can't break&lt;br /&gt;a deep sadness that makes me quake&lt;br /&gt;and I am shattered in its wake.</content>
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