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			<title>Somthing Unsaid</title>
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			<title>Never Ending Hole</title>
			<description>Never Ending HoleI&amp;rsquo;m falling farther, and farther down this long black hole that gives me no escape&amp;hellip; I try to grab on to the sides only to cut my hands from the rough sides and bleed. Every now and then there is a light, but it only shines once is a while&amp;hellip;I long for that light th..</description>
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			<title>Cause Her pain</title>
			<description>Cause Her PainI feel so sick because of thoughts that were not mine, I feel as if I need to tell her what I thought against her&amp;hellip; but it would only bring tears to her eyes from hearing of what I thought inside. It was not mine&amp;hellip;but yet I feel guilty for thinking such a thing, against a p..</description>
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			<title>All that's Left</title>
			<description>All that&amp;rsquo;s LeftThey tell me it will be o.k someday and that all will be as it once was&amp;hellip; but I know the truth, it will NEVER be the same, no matter how much they tell me it will. It&amp;rsquo;s different every day, they will love each other one day, and yell at each outer the next. I get so ..</description>
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			<title>Never the Same</title>
			<description>Never the SameI feel like there are so many emotions and thoughts going on in my head. Good Ones, and Sad Ones, and the Dark Ones. I feel like they need to be shown to the world, like they must be set free. They become less strong, but they still linger. I wish for them to disappear, but every night..</description>
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			<title>Tell me no more Lies</title>
			<description>Tell me no more LiesThe thoughts in my head make me sick inside, for they are not mine, and they tell me sick lies. I tell them no, but then my mind says yes, and tells me to think of all the things that could happen. I want to scream but I feel trapped inside my head. Everywhere I turn there is a n..</description>
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			<title>Scared to Love in Fear of Loss</title>
			<description>Scared to Love in Fear of LossI&amp;rsquo;m scared to love, in fear of loss. I wish to love those around me, but my heart feels like a wall, Emotionless and cold. I see my loved ones and wish to feel joy and happiness, only to find sadness and sorrow. I wish to see her and smile, but my smile is fake an..</description>
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