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			<title>Forgetting you.</title>
			<description>You cannot imagine the way,My heart breaks each day,I'll try and forget you,To make me smile again,Maybe just once,I gave my love away for free,Can't you see, that you broke my heart,Now I have to carry the pieces around,I'll never find someone better than you,Even if I lived forev..</description>
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			<title>Mask.</title>
			<description>I wear a mask, everday.Hoping, someday, ill be able to take it off,And stand in the suns light,So I won't have to pretend anymore.Maybe, I'll break out of my shell,That has trapped me for so long.I'll finally be real,I won't hurt anymore,Tears will no longer fall,And I might smile ..</description>
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			<title>Paintbrush.</title>
			<description>I carry a paintbrush everywhere I go,And hide it away where no one can see.I have painted layers over the real me,&amp;nbsp;So no one can see.If I removed my coats, you might not understand.But if I did remove them, I would like you to try and understand,And except what you see.And if you ..</description>
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			<title>Reflection.</title>
			<description>I look in the mirror,The girl I see looking at me,Is worthless,Having no purpose,To walk this earth,Weak and idiotic,Wondering why she's even alive,Keeping everything she feels locked inside,This is my reflection.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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