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			<title>Stand</title>
			<description>the busy streets of nY fill with people as I get nervous I rember they stand by my side just as a school of fish stay toghether throw the sharks and crabs&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Old FriendS?</title>
			<description>A friend, A Friend forever?to the end, End of time?Now I've moved To far far place&amp;nbsp;My best friend now, Where is she?My chinchilla?My Secret holder?My Preschool Buddy?Where Can she be?&amp;nbsp;When all is over I thought we'd still be around&amp;nbsp;If&amp;nbsp;I try to keep in touch it seems to be ignored..</description>
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			<title>Irraplacible</title>
			<description>The SunSet for the moon to take its place&amp;nbsp;Why, Why must the moon take it's place?&amp;nbsp;We are all irraplacible they sayYet these small small small details don't cross our mindsSlow, Slow, Slow down!Watch the Bee's Buzz or the Humming birds sing there happy songsAnd remember We, Weee are all Irr..</description>
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			<title>Love?</title>
			<description>I think its love if so what can I do? I'm not another girl to be kicked out of his world I don't know rather to love and date or cry and feel the heartbreak&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>I heard the rain fall Pit, pat &amp;nbsp;It reminded me of you before you left &amp;nbsp;how i could hear you at night checking on me to see if i was okay well i was Now that i'm not okay your gone here for me to stay</description>
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			<title>Ghetto barbie</title>
			<description>The way he is and I am</description>
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			<title>Can you hear me?</title>
			<description>Kinda Sucks :/</description>
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			<title>Bleed </title>
			<description>As you walked away from me You looked back what for haven't I got screwed over enough by you? now this why won't this blood rushing out kill me why go on I don't have a Dad and a Mom that's Insane. No friends what's the purpose I'm just waiting for that final cut where I can be set free&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>behind Me</title>
			<description>Behind this big smile Is a girl trying to break out but is to afaid of lossing who she is along the way Just die are my thoughts&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Suicide would be much easier</title>
			<description>As you all stare to wonder what's my problem, think about what i'm thinking</description>
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			<title>Everyday</title>
			<description>It's the way I feel everyday but never tell.</description>
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