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			<title>Low Flying Kites...</title>
			<description>What I would giveTo grasp this momentAnd nail it in my veinsFor an eternity to comeAs dreary as I amAs amazing as my life has beenI&amp;rsquo;m grateful for this reason for oblivionIt takes my mind on a trip of realizations and ColorsImaginary voices in my head telling me to Move onStari..</description>
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			<title>It makes for what it seems...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It won&amp;rsquo;t be long until day and night Become one with tranquilityAnd the motives for being euphoricWill no longer anguish this soulSanity will not hold on to the chains ofAttractionAnd memoirs won&amp;rsquo;t yearn for regretsThese hands that once caressed hearts That never loved back Will ..</description>
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			<title>Dark Horse</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I remember a time when my sense of self Was forcefully replaced by uncertaintyAs if a blade had cut through my soul&amp;nbsp;The insincerity of his touch and wordsInsisting we should be friends Was a humiliating assault on my emotions&amp;nbsp;&amp;hellip;Though I too pronounced thes..</description>
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			<title>Pigeon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You grimy miserable pigeon You eat off that filthy ground Mistrust the hand that feeds you Always looking down Useless but yet egotistical What is your purpose I ask You&amp;rsquo;re just a spectacle for my eyes To see You stumpy little pigeon shitting all over The place Your..</description>
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			<title>My Twins</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Ode to the twinsHanging from my chestWith the pinkish lump I admireAnd hope to see till the day they sagThose two lemon size thingiesIn an immodest postureSilicone got nothing on theseExcept for that time when I couldn&amp;rsquo;tFill my prom dressThey&amp;rsquo;re the curse of the..</description>
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			<title>YereZiah</title>
			<description>The classification of my painIs misunderstood in a bath of Uncontrollable desperationThat has brought my fears to lifeAnd to judge with sightless eyes Is to judge and deceive I for once won't be an advocate of self promotionBut I will rise from the disciples that have brought m..</description>
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