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			<title>Thomas</title>
			<description>His wings stretch farHis halo is straightHe holds my hand when I'm at warWhen I'm in trouble he's never lateI hear him in my heartI feel him in my bloodI shed tears for himThose of which I never understoodHe is my big brotherHe is the son of my motherHe is light waking me from my nightmaresHe is my ..</description>
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			<title>A Small Crack in My Heart</title>
			<description>Smiles, Joy, Excitement, Hope, A MiracleA new baby is born.They named him Thomas. He is my big brother.Little Lies, Little Fights, A Little Bit of Beer Each NightThere were too many problems.They are our parents.A Young Daughter, A Young Son, A Family That Came UndoneAt only 4 months that miracle ha..</description>
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			<title>Insomniac</title>
			<description>Not really looking for constructive criticism here. Just a little something I wrote in my spare time. </description>
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			<title>High in a Park</title>
			<description>This is a place where I don't want to be.This is a place with all of my memories.This is a place I used to call my home.This is the only place I've ever known.This is a place that's falling apart.So now where do I put this empty heart?</description>
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			<title>Late One Night</title>
			<description>Three a.m. Trains sound. I am here. Awake and alone. My nightmares brought me here again and there is nothing I can do for help...So I will just lay here.I'm afraid to go back. I don't want to see the faces of those who stick in my head like a bad song....So I will just lay here.First it's him, and ..</description>
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			<title>Little Miss</title>
			<description>Little Miss Melancholy; so sympathetic and sad.She ran away crying from something she never had.Little Miss Misery; so overcome with being ill.She didn't understand how her words could kill.Little Miss Agony; so sick of the pain.She wishes that for once she could just be sane.Little Miss Tragedy; so..</description>
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			<title>You Did This</title>
			<description>Just something I wrote during some rough times. Nothing is based on actual events.</description>
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			<title>Stronger Than You</title>
			<description>I can be selfish and you can be hatefulBut no matter how you make me feelI will always remain beautifulYou've knocked me down beforeBut never again will I breakBut don't come back for moreCuz I've had all i can takeI saw danger in your eyesI felt power in your touchI'm done with all the liesCuz I've..</description>
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			<title>This is Life</title>
			<description>First thing I ever wrote at 15</description>
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