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			<title>I Forgive You</title>
			<description>I'm learning how to forget youTo forgive you for what you didI hold no quarrel against youFor raping me, a kid.No it's okay.I've learned how to live with thisI hope you live a happy life.My childhood has not been missed.-Alex</description>
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			<title>Ecstacy</title>
			<description>My secret weapon? Erotica. 18+ please.</description>
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			<title>Don't Call Me Beautiful</title>
			<description>Mark &lt;/3</description>
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			<title>Mommy, Daddy, STOP!</title>
			<description>Mom, dad.Why you gotta fight?You ain't the I parents I once had!This behavior ain't alright. &amp;nbsp;I got you fighting at homeI got the gangs out on the streetMy brother and I are all aloneYou fight, you scream, you bring on the heat&amp;nbsp;My brother and I just hide in the kitchen..</description>
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