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			<title>Bottle of tears</title>
			<description>No more excuses left for the pain I have caused you. Just saying I am sorry don't seem like enough.There is no words that express the deep sorrow I feel.The only thing that's left is this bottle full of tears.&amp;nbsp; </description>
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			<title>dancing in the rain</title>
			<description>I take this bottle of pills and wash it down with the cheapest booze money can buy, In hopes it will dull this pain I feel inside. When they are all but gone I feel the pain is still there. A new day comes and it feels like my soul, Dark and empty. The clouds come the lightning flashes&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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