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			<title>Recovery</title>
			<description>It's a knife in the chest,a bullet through the brain.It's a broken record playing,a child running in the rain.It's the pain you feel before you sleep,it's the silence that holds you while you weep.It's the memory of holding a blade to your wrist,It's the fairytale ending with psychotic twists.It's a..</description>
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			<title>Inventing Shadows</title>
			<description>She'd become so cold, so distant. At times, Cassadee could hardly breathe around her, due to all the negativity and...and all the emptiness radiating off of her. Sometimes Cass felt like it was a hopeless, endless battle; she had to plead and bargain with Shane just to get her out of the bed in the ..</description>
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			<title>The Fall</title>
			<description>The things inside will twist and turnwhile she braids the twine, so unsureShe burns craters into the moon with her craving eyesstaring into the sun, dreaming she can flyShe lights another cigarette and it seeps into her skinShe falls, feeling empty, easily embracing her sinIf regrets could be counte..</description>
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