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			<title>Immortal</title>
			<description>The darkness is all around me.I feel as if I'm being consumed by nothingness.I feel empty inside.I do not like what I have become.I have become a monster.I long to see the sun again.To see the orange glow on the horizon.But at the break of day, I myself hide away.I thirst for the..</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>I'm really unsure of why I just wrote this. It just spilled out of me....</description>
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			<title>You Were Not There</title>
			<description>When I criedYou were not thereWhen I liedYou were not thereWhen I was hungry You would not shareWhen I was sadYou gave no comfortWhen I was scaredYou pointed and laughedWhen I needed youYou disappearedWhen I bledYou were goneWhen I diedYou still were not there&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Sick</title>
			<description>I don't remember why I wrote this poem, and I really don't think its good. But I'm gonna put it up here anyways. Let me know what you think :)</description>
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			<title>Hands of Time</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wish that I could turn back the hands of time.Back to the days when you were mine.Then maybe I could stop you from moving so far away.Because when you left I lost my mind.I didn't know what to do.Its like I was blind.You were my light through this dark abyss.Now that ..</description>
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			<title>A Razor's Touch</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Feeling hopelessFeeling dreadAlways bleedingBut I'm not deadFeeling helplessFeeling stressed Always tiredWhen can I rest?Hateing life and everything about itWant to feel better but I doubt itTired of fightingTired of tryingI want to dieYou think I'm lieing?..</description>
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