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			<title>feeling is empty</title>
			<description>Planted firmly, my roots in the seathe sea that you taught me to walk uponi lost all my leaves in the sea of defeat a constant reminder,of my constant loss,a constant loss between my fists and the tidemy nose is enclosed as the water fills my bonesi promise to tread for as long as it t..</description>
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			<title>keep trying</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Flickering light beneath the heavy treesI see through my window, as I&amp;rsquo;m carried by nothing but my thoughts.Sideways reflections and false accusationsMirror painted images of unrealistic fears.Beer and cigarettes consumes the manWho feasts on his own fleshEmpty passion, lyin..</description>
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			<title>he's sleeping</title>
			<description>Your right Your absolutely right,I suppose you were always right.And now its as if the story rights it self doesn't it?The little boy who died in front his brothers eyes,no one to ever see the pain he hidesor the tears that have fallen on the deap insideafter all these years,after al..</description>
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			<title>i see</title>
			<description>they wear their sight on their fists,hands raised knees bowed. don't hold your hand to minei see the scars, the scars you lefthow they intertwine through your fingersmy eyes see all, the eyes on my hands.i wear my sight on my fists, so when it hits your face i never misswith these ey..</description>
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			<title>dream</title>
			<description>i built my house by the oceanthere i rest in the tallest treewhere the leaves smell like autumnand everyone sings freealone i write love songs to my kingthe drumming rain plays a melody with the seafrom my window i see your sailit's far off but the wind carries your voice to methe bi..</description>
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