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			<title>idk yet</title>
			<description>Now your just a distant memory.And you dont mean a thing to me, anymore.And if i ever ment a thing to you,i want you to know,i got hurt too.my heart was&amp;nbsp; bruise,but i dont feel that pain anymore.i know your not sore.i dont know what brought this all on.maybe one of our stupid ..</description>
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			<title>im not sure about the tiele yet</title>
			<description>i dont want to say goodbye.goodbyes seems like there forever.bye is for a while...and see you lateris see you whenever.but the truth isim not sure when i will want to see you agian.you loved, but you lied.you where there, but did you really care?i cant seem to make up my mind.i..</description>
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			<title>flawless angel</title>
			<description>your just like a flawless angel,falling from the sky.you want to spread your wings,and you want to learn how to fly.You dont nwat to hit the ground.You dont want to get hurt.So you dont even try,you just watch the opertunitise pace you by.hold your breathe.Count to ten.Now reli..</description>
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			<title>stupid</title>
			<description>He'll take your hand,and make you believe.You wont be able to see threw his lies.But they sit therelooking you in the eyes.And you wont see them till he leaves.You'll be hurt with scared knees.You'll tell yourself you'll be alright,and he'll be back.But when the truth hits you,..</description>
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