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    <title>Gather: Articles by Wendy Young</title>
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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 13:52:05 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:date>2010-01-05T13:52:05Z</dc:date>
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      <title>back to the sappy crappy so sad cant stand it kind of writing</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977938409</link>
      <description>feeling the pain of anothers' transgressions/ 
 broken, still learning those sorrow taught lessons 
 / can't see past the end of my pain 
 / alone in the dark Im driven insane 
 / not able to swim, not . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 07:22:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-09T07:22:13Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Gather Points Fraudulency</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977935786</link>
      <description>Okay so I did this little quizz thingy and was supposed to receive like 20 or 30 gather points for it and never got them WTF man?! 
   
 it was the puppydog food thingy anyone know whats up with . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 21:55:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-07T21:55:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>For Him</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977927448</link>
      <description>Through all of my darkness He shown a pretty light Enduring my painful sorrow He lent care for my own plight A helping hand to comfort A sweet kiss for traded smile Waiting time of years though he bared . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 17:22:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-02T17:22:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>work in progress.....&amp;quot;double&amp;quot;</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977609345</link>
      <description>The feeling just consumes me 

 glaring into my own eyes 

 the question burns so heavy 

 where the outside can't define 

 transgressions so illeagal 

 commited within thought 

 to walk away is . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 01:54:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977609345</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-28T01:54:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>cp</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977592006</link>
      <description>Massive darkness around a glowing screen 
can you tell what I mean? 
The droning of the scream that sings to me is in this thing 
that holds me tightly while I dream 
and deem those things that I dream . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 06:07:32 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977592006</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-12T06:07:32Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hell ((Work In Progress))</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977585439</link>
      <description>Give me someplace to dream about 

 where stars set fire to the sky 

 where the willow gives no way to the wind 

 where grown men fear only to die 

 where brick roads break so uneven 

 and open to . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 17:37:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977585439</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-05T17:37:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>1st installment</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977459324</link>
      <description>Wanna get a tatse of what is to come of wendy s young's newest book? Read it as it is written! Read the first installment and if you would like to see where the story is going join the group &amp;quot;And . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 22:40:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977459324</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-25T22:40:51Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Even if it kills her</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977449024</link>
      <description>The old green wooden door, paint chipping down it's spine, swung open with an unsure force that spoke of the fear she held inside. 

 Inside the room was dimly lit and figurines fo holy emblems and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 01:03:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977449024</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-15T01:03:26Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Random Mumble</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977448359</link>
      <description>There's a dominate droning inside my body focused mianly in the layers of flesh that engulf my esophigi and other parts of my throat. Very tense...and I am unable to breath. 

 How I do detest sinuses. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 02:19:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977448359</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-14T02:19:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>reminecent</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977423211</link>
      <description>The grass once grew so beautifully

 where now it's decrepit and dry 

 The sun used to warm up my skin 

 and now my skin seems to ry 

 the lights back then never bburned out 

 but now such darkness . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:19:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-08-17T00:19:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>So alone</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977423205</link>
      <description>There's a darkness in my head

 And a ringing in my ear 

 The fear is getting thicker 

 and my vision is not clear 

 the sun is shining brightly 

 but I dont see it there 

 alone in such a big . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:13:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977423205</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-08-17T00:13:37Z</dc:date>
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      <title>thoughts</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977423201</link>
      <description>There's a most wikid chill in the air today

 it reminds me of a life I knew 

 A life I left so far away 

 A life I can't undo 

 But as the sun shines from the sky 

 And the clouds do break . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 00:09:00 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977423201</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-08-17T00:09:00Z</dc:date>
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      <title>taunt</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977389454</link>
      <description>If you could break my 

 why am I still here? 

 If I did bow 

 to what was my fear 

 if my heart is broken 

 and my soul is worn 

 if my bruised spiret 

 is far more than torn 

 if i wrestel you . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 05:41:33 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977389454</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-07-04T05:41:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>all for you</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977389452</link>
      <description>In times of darkness 

 I wallow in sorrow 

 Lavishing its depth 

 and hating for the marrow 

 I drink its bitter 

 pains of passion 

 and draw on them 

 for artistic fashion 

 Bring me down 
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 05:37:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977389452</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-07-04T05:37:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Unbelievable</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977367860</link>
      <description>     The sun had been beating down on our backs all day, with a harsh intensity that caused spasmatic outburts of vocals that echoed &amp;quot;HOT!&amp;quot; every time the clouds let . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 14:47:21 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977367860</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-06-10T14:47:21Z</dc:date>
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      <title>After putting much thought into it (pt 2)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977358408</link>
      <description>The winds have taken me places in my life I never thought I would go. Through the fire I have come and thus far, been capapable of holding my head high, even when it's hard. The painful situations . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 21:40:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977358408</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-31T21:40:27Z</dc:date>
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      <title>anymore</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977358394</link>
      <description>The sun beats down hard 

 On the gravel drive way 

 A car pulls off 

 onto the endless highway 

 A hum in the air 

 from a bike down the road 

 a secreat in the sky 

 forever away stoed 

 the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 21:16:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977358394</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-31T21:16:29Z</dc:date>
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      <title>my quiet house</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977357866</link>
      <description>In the quiet shadows of darkness 

 I leap out of my brain 

 and I forget everything that I have learned 

 so the next time 

 I think about leaping into another day 

 I will think about all the changes . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 00:58:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977357866</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-31T00:58:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>emo crisis WANT FEEDBACK PLEASE!!!!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977357861</link>
      <description>My angel is my demon 

 extracting from me freedom 

 forcing feilds of laughter 

 and feelings I am after 

 slipping into grace 

 such a sketchy place 

 his smile brings mine about 

 his indifference . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 00:46:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977357861</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-31T00:46:26Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Skin</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977355739</link>
      <description>A moment of confusion 

 Pushing with intrusion 

 Through your fleshy skin 

 And casuing your illusion 

 The walls crack so abruptly 

 Falling they have shut me 

 Down into my skin 

 The anger now . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 15:58:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977355739</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-28T15:58:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>And th dancers take the stage</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977352121</link>
      <description>A moment of fuss 

 Dressing for the show 

 The lights will soon go down 

 The director will spit go 

 One by one they'll trot 

 To find thier spot on stage 

 The curtin starts to draw 

 The . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 16:48:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977352121</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-23T16:48:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>after putting much thought into it</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977257237</link>
      <description>You know, times are changing, things are changing, people, even I myself am changing. I don't like it I dont want it. But it's happening. 

 I have always wanted stability in my life, a daily . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 05:50:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977257237</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-13T05:50:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>someone please do me a favor i need a couple of critiques on my peice tonight tonight tonight...will some people plz read it and comment?</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191380</link>
      <description>i need a couple of critiques on my peice tonight tonight tonight...will some people plz read it and comment?</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 05:34:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191380</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-01T05:34:44Z</dc:date>
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      <title>tonight, tonight, tonight.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191366</link>
      <description>Tonight my stomach burns; 

 coild pains I've never known 

 with the sun the tensions maddend 

 and proceeded forth to grow 

 I now remember nights 

 of wishing to just be dead 

 today I did . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 05:05:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191366</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-01T05:05:24Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A minuet of failure</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977127053</link>
      <description>In only a minuet

the glass can

fall and brake

In only a minuet

you are pushed to

all you can take

In a stroke of the timeclock

A bomb can explode

In every minuet

the earth does erode

with every . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 21:06:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977127053</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-09-24T21:06:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>you make it feel</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976956241</link>
      <description>nothing can make me feel inside

the things you tend to hide

the darkness inside us all

the anger and hate of pride

the pain of our first fall

the feeling of standing tall

the first pang of deciet . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 09:32:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976956241</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-12T09:32:05Z</dc:date>
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      <title>attention!!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976956223</link>
      <description>looking for seriouce feedback!!! WILL ADD EVERY 1 WHO COMMENTS ANY OF MY PEICES, ESPEICALLY NOISE GONE</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 08:46:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976956223</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-12T08:46:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I am</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976941874</link>
      <description>I am the child who was told to go home

that there was no hope for me

I am the moon who runs in the morn

The sun just wont let me be

I am the mother whos working at night

I sleep on my half hour brake . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 04:13:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976941874</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-26T04:13:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>No song</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976941867</link>
      <description>No song can be sung for the child

For see, she died tonight.

No melody played for sleep

and through to morning light

No words said to God,

She never made it that far

No song can be sung for the child . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 04:07:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976941867</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-26T04:07:06Z</dc:date>
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      <title>For You</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976941866</link>
      <description>diging deep inside of me

I find some frightning things

I see no thoughts of happiness

or plans of what it brings

I find no feelings secure and true

of love that is just right

I find no home no place . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 04:03:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976941866</guid>
      <dc:creator>Wendy Young</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-26T04:03:47Z</dc:date>
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