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			<title>Concisus Ocassus: noun/adjective phrase. Latin</title>
			<description>a broken sunset is the shadow i reflect on others i guess. </description>
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			<title>For Chris</title>
			<description>needs work.</description>
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			<title>you seemed proud </title>
			<description>heart breaks last and ache </description>
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			<title>Hearing his name</title>
			<description>Hearing his name.It brings&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Scratches&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Scrapes&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Nails &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Cuts. Hearin..</description>
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			<title>I hate it</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I hate it when you smileLike a sun that spent awhileBlinding my curious eyeLeaving me wondering why.I hate it that you're sparedWhile I'm still here ensnaredIn all the pain I baredWondering if you cared.I hate it that it's youThat took me from the blueTo..</description>
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			<title>His biggest fear was of drowning</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When you think of meI hope your throat swells up.And you can taste the sea stinging every memoryThat you ever had of me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When you think of meI hope your eyes will start to throb.And your lungs will burn out...</description>
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			<title>Love is a monster </title>
			<description>Love.Love is amonster.Hidden indescise as heart shapedchocolate boxes. And Home madelove notesAnd Music mixtapes.And Redroses.And Charmbracletts.With crappystick on glitter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Love.Love is am..</description>
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