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			<title>drowning</title>
			<description>sometimes i feel as though im drowning while everyone is watching as i go down and every now and then i feel like your hand is the one holding me down&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Awaiting</title>
			<description>Sometimes I wonder where my heart is even though I feel it beating beneath my chest its&amp;nbsp;receading hinding in darkness awaitingawaiting keeping distanceholding back behind a wall afraid to look backlooking back to&amp;nbsp;the love&amp;nbsp;im missing know my mind is dismissing what ..</description>
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			<description>a fantasy of two people who have been reincarnated many times and always end up togather dispite the fact they are always born enemies</description>
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			<title>Broken </title>
			<description>broken wings broken lies&amp;nbsp;tomorrows sad good byeshope in day hope in lifesweet sorrow plays thru life&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<description>the moon captures hercaptures her and holds her gazeit holds her heart with no outletvisions of control all a blurlife turning from the stagelights of beauty have becomeher greatest challange to over come&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Nobody</title>
			<description>If nobody smile&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;nobody cared or nobody helped us along,and each and every moment stood after its selfand all the good things went to the stong,and nobody cared just a little for you and nobody though about meand we all stood alone in the battle of lifewhat a dreary old world t..</description>
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