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			<title>The Night I Went Numb</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Prom. A day almost all girls look forward to; and I did too. Girls walked in wearing long glimmering gowns that shaped their bodies and porcelain faces that received so many compliments. Guys walked in cleaned up with a suit and tie and their hair styl..</description>
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			<title>This Feeling</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;She feels lost. Empty. Confused. She looks happy, laughs, dances, sings, gets into trouble and laughs away, shes different. &amp;nbsp;She seems to always be day dreaming, stuck in another world where dragons exist and knights fight to the death, Until someone snaps at her and suddenly she springs ..</description>
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			<title>Taking It To Another Level</title>
			<description>&quot;So you want to know all about me. Who I am. What chance meeting of brush and canvas painted the face. You see? What made me despise the girl in the mirror enough to transform her, turn her into a stranger, only not. So you want to hear the whole story. Why I swerved off the high road, hard left to ..</description>
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