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			<title>Falling</title>
			<description>I promised myself this time would be differentBut then again I always doIt will never change because I'm so weak I'm never going to change I'm falling I'm falling for youI wish I wasn't so easy when it comes to trust Why must i be so stubbornWhy does everything have to come to thisI end up fallingAn..</description>
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			<title>My Plea </title>
			<description>I know im not interesting to talk to But please I was hoping you could have been the oneI actually started to believe it for myselfBut as the days pass i can see you become uninterestedOnce again I push away another person Why cant someone just want to talk to meWhy cant i be happy too Im i that uni..</description>
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			<title>Journal 1~ To Myself </title>
			<description>Dear Journal,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; YeahI&amp;rsquo;m finally writing a journal but, hopefully this time I&amp;rsquo;ll keep it up. Justthought I should take a whack at it. Okay well here I go.. I&amp;rsquo;m dying insideI&amp;rsquo;v..</description>
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			<title>Unremembered Memory </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Laughter filled the quiet open spaceWithonly a tiny piece I was still wastedOutof all the awkwardness I was the center of attentionNorecollection but, so well known&amp;nbsp;Amemory that will always be toldLaughterfilled the quiet open spaceThatjoyful ni..</description>
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			<title>Apart Of Me </title>
			<description>You are my other halfI love that but,What is love?&amp;nbsp;To me it&amp;rsquo;s somethingunknownIt&amp;rsquo;s easy to say but,what is the feelingHow do we know whatit feels likeIt&amp;rsquo;s hidden&amp;nbsp;I thought I used toknow but,It&amp;rsquo;s only ever been pain..</description>
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			<title>Isolation </title>
			<description>All aloneEven thoughyou&amp;rsquo;re surrounded by millions you&amp;rsquo;re isolatedYou&amp;rsquo;refresh and trying to fit inYou catcheveryone&amp;rsquo;s attentionYou swaywith your surroundingsAnd eventhough you&amp;rsquo;re different nowOnce upon atime you will be like everyo..</description>
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			<title>Ghooly </title>
			<description>Creeper, freaky, andfor some everywhereWe don&amp;rsquo;t even noticeuntil the only thing we feel is out erect hairAre they here or arethey fakeAre we able to hearthe noises they make?We associate themwith Halloween nightWhen everyone&amp;rsquo;swaking around on ends for ..</description>
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			<title>Cracks</title>
			<description>A personis like a delicate vaseYou candrop it so many timesAndalthough it can be put back togetherIt willstill have cracksYou can&amp;rsquo;tjust simply treat it as if it was the same brand new vaseYou haveto understandIt&amp;rsquo;s fragileIt takethe right pers..</description>
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			<title>From My Point of view </title>
			<description>I hear your voice and it makes me smileBut I know every time I see yours&amp;nbsp; its fragileI understand your feelings more than you think And If I could change them I would just with a blink I want you to understand I love you immensely To the extent where it feels almost deat..</description>
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			<title>New Awakening</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s dark and cold but, I&amp;rsquo;m tooafraid to stop. No one accepts me and I feel out of place where ever I go. Ifeel something slide down my cheek and as I look up I&amp;rsquo;m blinded by the immensedownpour. &amp;ldquo;S**t&amp;rdquo;, I sigh &amp;ldquo;guess I have nowhere to go but, back to..</description>
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			<title>Jail Sentence </title>
			<description>Was written about my ex</description>
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			<title>Waiting For The End</title>
			<description>I cry alone by myself every nightI wake up in the morning and hide that feeling with all mymightI have to be there for others even though they aren&amp;rsquo;t therefor me No matter what they say or do I comply with it and agreeI know I'm probably just being stupid and just incon..</description>
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