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			<title>Paint</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Buy a new shade of blueto cover up the shades of greyyou can't paint&amp;nbsp;overa canvas thick in mud starving for blood tinted affectionwrap it up pretty in wires and rosesyet its all in the pastburied deep under treesin gated graveyard communitiesa picture of ..</description>
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			<title>Massochist Parade</title>
			<description>Masochist Parade&amp;nbsp;Here we are split down eternityJust&amp;nbsp;as you said it would beI know how much you like to be rightSo I'll walk awayTearing down buildings and citiesSkipping along&amp;nbsp;scattered bridges you call a heartAn island in the sky desertedCorpses buried in tears and..</description>
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			<title>Crimson</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I find you in the morning soaking in&amp;nbsp;regretdripping&amp;nbsp;in disease&amp;nbsp;empty it out like a bullet to the headkeep it up, insist that I'm the one that bleeds you drythis could be the day you get your wishtwisting around through rotten honeycut the roots so the branc..</description>
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			<title>Pearl of the Moon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Locked up in a sideways dreamLuminescent pearls&amp;nbsp;of the moonseal the amethyst afflictioncrooked with reasononly seen from beneath ocean melodiesa kiss that forgot to breathea wind that forgot its breezemelting through shadowbetween a star and the night..</description>
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