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	<description><![CDATA[Welcome to my online diary, enjoy your stay!]]></description>
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		<title><![CDATA[The Death of Joy]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23838/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She was a tiny creature with the body of a girl and the wings of a butterfly, she had long long raven hair that rippled in cascading curls down her fragile...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 14:58:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Hearts...]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23660/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[As she walked through the intricate halls, she felt the chilly fingers of worry grasp her heart, where was he?! Beads of cold sweat marred her lily white forehead, and she kept...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 14:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Sorrow]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23636/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp;The Earl sat in front of the fire, his long legs stretched in front of him, the flames casting a golden hue on his tan face, and shining in his raven locks. His muscles...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 13:35:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[The Gift]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23609/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[She was tall very tall with jet black hair and translucent skin; she was in that beautiful place which is known as the spring of life. She was known for her musical laughter and...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 12:58:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Blood and Tears part 2]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23598/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Her still body was half submerged in a crimson pool of blood, her chest rose with shallow pants as her frigid breath struggled to fill her broken lungs. All around her fairies...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 16:29:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Blood and Tears]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23593/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[Like a naive child she believed in the goodness of the fairies. She was mesmerized by their dainty beauty and their innocent charm, their childish nature was so refreshing and...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 12:27:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Seasons...]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23349/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Every season shows a different face, a different color, a different spirit….   &nbsp;  Summer was a time of new beginnings, a time of creation...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 09:59:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[The Queen is Weeping!]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/23032/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lately I seem to find myself longing for something that seems constantly out of reach, like fragments of a dream that can not be fully retained. Yet my heart...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 12:20:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Velvety Red]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/22769/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp; I have never liked pink it’s such a grille color, flimsy, like a little girl who need her daddy to push her on the swing because she is not strong enough to push...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 15:57:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Whispers]]></title>
		<link>http://queensusu.bravejournal.com/entry/22455/</link>
		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Do you think they know? They will soon find out? Fraud! Fraud! They will jeer in outrage. I shall fall. Or have I ever risen to begin with. Fraud!...]]></description>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 09:48:30 +0000</pubDate>
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