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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>A life without love is not a life at all.There is truely no greater joy than love.And once its gone there is no greater pain.</description>
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			<title>Screams of a stream</title>
			<description>wrote this sitting in class kinda of day dreaming, remembering stuff from the pass and present</description>
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			<title>God doesn't like me</title>
			<description>God has forsaken meHe's Breaking meHe's taking meaway from my heartback to the starthe's recreating meinvading meinvading my heartright from the starthe's burning metearing me aparttearing at my heartcreateing so much painas the thoughts invade my brainthoughts of painr..</description>
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			<title>An Open invitation</title>
			<description>An open invitationto invasionborders open like a doorall hordes come tumbling towardsauditiontoo sadistictkicked out into the coldnothing left to holdtwistingturningburningout of controlnothing left for us to fullfillostat what a costa dreamtossed into a streamjust ..</description>
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			<title>Rants from the soul</title>
			<description>It is inevidable that I will die before my time;before I have given my contribution to society, to the world.It is inevidable that I will die too soon;life, like happiness never lasts long enough.It fades into darkness before it can truely live, contribute.How long is truely long enough to..</description>
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