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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Rainy days and broken heartsAre walkin' hand in hand.&amp;nbsp;I wish you didn't have to go.You made me a better man.&amp;nbsp;Your ocean eyes and piercing gazeHave got me missin' steps.And I don't know what I'm gonna do when you leave meExcept, except&amp;nbsp;Run in circles, run and hi..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;I'm four hundred miles away from you,And it's eating me up inside.I don't care about the paycheck,This is a waste of our time.&amp;nbsp;I know we see the same starsUnder the same night sky.I feel so far away from you tonight,And I need to see those eyes.&amp;nbsp;I can look into your..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;It's the way her hair shines in the moonlight,&amp;nbsp;And the way her eyes glisten when she cries.It's the way she looks at me like I'm the only one she'll ever need,And the way she makes me feel like I can fly.</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Summer nights are fading down.You can see the lights all over town.I'm with my girl under the stars,And we're with friends by our parked cars.Hand me a cold beerAnd a strong cigarette.It's only 2 A.M. here,The night is far from over yet.</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;There's a fire in your eyesBegging to know whyNothing is quite going your way.You're walking to the stationTo catch a train out of town.You're looking for a new islandBefore this one drowns.&amp;nbsp;You can't run from the past,No matter how fast you go.But I'm right here besid..</description>
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			<description>From a thousand miles away, he held your heart,But I still told you I love you, and you still stayed by my side.Baby, when you look at me, your eyes shine bright,Reflecting the glow of the moonlight. You make everything alright.&amp;nbsp;I know you have your life planned, but things change,L..</description>
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			<title>The Sunset</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sunday, March 22, 20097:52 P.M.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tonight when I walked deeper into the woods, I saw the most beautiful thing in my life. I saw the natural world in its entirety, like I see in your eyes. I saw the beauty of life and death in the trees, I saw th..</description>
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			<title>Poem for Alysha</title>
			<description>I was falling down the deepest hole,&amp;nbsp;When you caught me, kissed me, and made me whole.I once thought I'd stood on the highest hill,But you brought me even higher still.Your voice is the most beautiful thingWhen I strum my guitar to the songs we sing.Your shining smile and your ocean..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Monday, February 23, 20093:17 A.M.&amp;nbsp;I keep sayin' I'll pick up those bottles of Jack,Remindin' myself to take out the trash.I&amp;nbsp;keep sayin' that I'm gonna be okay,But why can't I mean what I say?&amp;nbsp;I keep sayin' that I'll clean out my pickup truck,Sayin' that I'm go..</description>
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			<title>Why Won't You Go?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Thursday, February 19, 200912:17 A.M.&amp;nbsp;I get out of bed,Light up a cigarette,Rub my headache away.I've had a hard timeTryin' to get you off my mind.You just won't go away.&amp;nbsp;Why won't you go?Please just go.Why won't you go?I need to move on.&amp;nbsp;Drivin' do..</description>
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			<title>Alysha's Song</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Monday, February 23, 20099:28 A.M.&amp;nbsp;We're goin' through hard times,But I'll stay by your side.We haven't known each other long,But we make our own good times.When will you let me in?I want to know your thoughts.I want to see your feelings.They're all a person's got.Yo..</description>
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			<title>All I Have</title>
			<description>Written by Alysha Dunn and Michael Hess (me)</description>
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			<title>Yellow</title>
			<description>Saturday, February 28, 2009Sometime at night beforeI started drinking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What words can I say&amp;nbsp;to change your mind,To get you to stay&amp;nbsp;and not leave me behind?Just one more night&amp;nbsp;can't do much harm.Let me hold you&amp;nbsp;in my arms.And if you must go, go away,Wa..</description>
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			<description>I wrote this song on a cold, clear night by the lake. It's not finished yet, but will be soon.</description>
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			<description>I wanna love you,But they tell me I should hate you.The world put us on mute; we're talkin' to the walls,But all I need are answers. If only walls could talk.&amp;nbsp;All I need is an ending in order to begin.It's so hard to let someone else in again.&amp;nbsp;I'm walking down the road, can..</description>
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			<title>Ghost</title>
			<description>I cannot see you clearly.You're only just a ghost.There is little left in vision,But you've affected me the most.Your legend still remainsWithin my mind and in my heart.Your teachings live through me,As well as your honor.</description>
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			<description>Here we go, we all fall downLike dominos, to the ground,All because you couldn't drown alone.You made us think you were turnin' it around,But then you go and let us down.Now all are lost, and none are foundAnymore.&amp;nbsp;Where does it end and where did it begin?I'm sick and tired of..</description>
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			<description>I shouldn't be here alone,But everyone else is gone.This time it's not my faultThat I've lost them all.But they were taken from meAll by your deceit.We said we were everlasting friends,But you have brought us to our end.</description>
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			<description>I see you walkin' down the road.Where you're goin', you don't know.What led you astray?You made things be this way.&amp;nbsp;You lost the real you inside.You're trapped in the darkAnd you can't find the light.I tried, oh, I tried,I tried to be your guide.&amp;nbsp;It's time to move on..</description>
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			<title>For Lola</title>
			<description>Tuesday, October 21, 2008&amp;nbsp;You&amp;rsquo;ve yelled and screamed and cried your tears;You&amp;rsquo;ve pointed fingers and thrown your spears.Some&amp;nbsp;of us have learned from our&amp;nbsp;mistakes,Some others like you simply turn into fakes.You tried to prevent what she&amp;rsquo;s already become,..</description>
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			<description>It's the way you look inside meAnd the way you hold my hand.It's the way you lie beside meAnd tell me I'm your man.It's the way we're drivin' down the road.Your hair is blowin' in the wind.You kiss me and say you won't let goAnd you'll be there till the end.&amp;nbsp;It's the way you f..</description>
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			<description>She's got red hair,Blue and green eyes,She's like Christmas all year 'round.She's not cold,But she's beautiful,She's like summer in our town.And when her eyes hit mine,I got powerlines in my veins.And when she smiles at me,I forget all my pain.&amp;nbsp;Her name is Kate,And I lov..</description>
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			<title>For You</title>
			<description>This song is unfinished, but I'll add the rest when I finish it.</description>
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			<title>The Film Goes 'Round and 'Round</title>
			<description>Written Wednesday, September 10, 2008&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3:17 A.M&amp;nbsp;A rerun. The next night, another. And another the next.Stop playing these reruns; they're making me sick.I wish they were old TV shows or bad movie clips.But these reruns are real, not some cheap Hollywood trick.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Insufficient</title>
			<description>Scattered pages, scattered thoughts,Scattered words just aren't enoughTo express myself, to spill my heart.So much to say, but where to start.&amp;nbsp;I have these verses I want to write,But I just can't seem to get them right.These verses just won't let me win,So I'll burn them now and..</description>
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			<title>She Unnames Him</title>
			<description>He gave her his heart.She gave him her words.She said she had feelings for him,But those flew like birds.The two stayed&amp;nbsp;best friends,But he still fell for her.Unrequited feelingsAre his biggest curse.&amp;nbsp;He knows together they'd be perfect,But she is so afraidThat they w..</description>
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			<description>I freestyled this one too. It's not near finished. Sometimes when I freestyle, I only come up with a few lines  or a few verses before I hit a block. So I'll add more when I come up with more.</description>
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			<description>I came up with a nice song. I freestyled the words and liked what came out. And the rest of the night (I was at a party), I just freestyled about my friends in the same song. But I won't write those parts.</description>
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			<title>Just A Girl</title>
			<description>A song I just sat down and wrote one day.</description>
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			<description>Sitting here, breeze on my skin,I'm thinking of now and I'm thinking of thenAnd I'm wondering how I can change the way you feel.I still see your smile and feel your touch.I could never get enoughOf your love or the way you fit in my arms.&amp;nbsp;So won't you please stand by my sideAnd ..</description>
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			<title>Hello, Beautiful</title>
			<description>Hello, beautiful.You know who you are.Do you remember that day we spent in my car?We had our good times,We had our laughs and memories.But do you know how much you mean to me?&amp;nbsp;You're my best friend,And I hope that never ends,But my feelings go deeper than you can see.I'll al..</description>
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			<title>Southern Memories</title>
			<description>It's the kind of night where anything can change youAnd everything you're feeling is on your mindThe river's flowin, cigarettes are glowinLife is better without knowinWhat will happen to you the next night&amp;nbsp;Oh, come on, girlWe'll have our funDrivin down the dirt road.I am yours..</description>
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			<title>New York</title>
			<description>I could pour my heart out to these rooftops. The city lights burn through me to my thoughts. The city never sleeps...we have that in common. Here you're either greeted by a &amp;quot;hello&amp;quot; or a &amp;quot;f**k off&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp;Speed -- the city's full of it. Take that however you want. Both are true..</description>
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			<title>Eyes Like Bottles</title>
			<description>I dedicate this poem to my best friend Derek, who just couldn't take life anymore. To friends lost, but never forgotten.</description>
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			<title>The Search</title>
			<description>What is the mysteryThat no one can figure out?The puzzle that is not put together.I'm gone with the wind,Storming in the clouds,Trying to find the answers.The wide ocean is trapping me fromAll the unknown answers,The shadows that contain questionsFrom the unknown,Trapped in the m..</description>
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