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			<title>That's Me</title>
			<description>That&amp;rsquo;s Me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Haveyou ever thought life just isn&amp;rsquo;t worth it? It&amp;rsquo;s not worth the pain? That youshould just give up now before something bad happens? Have you ever gave up onsomething you really wanted to work hard for, something you really loved,somethi..</description>
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			<title>Hate Myself</title>
			<description>Hate Myself&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Obviously, you can tell, I hatemyself. Which I do. I hate the way I look. I hate the way I act. I hate how Ialways lie to myself and everyone I know. I hate pretending. I hate having toput a fake smile on my face all the time. I just really hate myself.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>The Reason by Hoobastank</title>
			<description>&quot;The Reason&quot;I'm not a perfect person There's many things I wish I didn't do But I continue learning I never meant to do those things to you And so I have to say before I go That I just want you to know I've found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new and the reason is..</description>
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			<title>?</title>
			<description>&quot;She was just a painter,but her story had a twist.Her paintbrush was a razor, and her canvas was her wrist...&quot;</description>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>Yourbeautiful eyes,shinelike the night sky.Sobeautiful,butso unreadable.&amp;nbsp;Ican&amp;rsquo;t read you,you&amp;rsquo;remysterious,Inever know what you&amp;rsquo;re thinkingorwhat you&amp;rsquo;re feeling.&amp;nbsp;Yousquint your eyes at mewitha teasin..</description>
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			<title>Why I Can't Sleep</title>
			<description>ThereI lie down,Claspingmy blanketsAsthe darkness smothers me.&amp;nbsp;Iextend my armbutstifle for a moment.Theintimidating darkness detainsmy body and mythoughts.&amp;nbsp;AllI do is degrade myselffor the millionsoflies, and mya..</description>
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			<title>The Spaces Between Our Footsteps</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;TheSpaces Between Our Footsteps&amp;nbsp;We&amp;rsquo;reso close, but you feel distant.You&amp;rsquo;rebeside me, but you feel so far.Thespaces between our footsteps,arenot feet away, but are like miles.&amp;nbsp;Timegoes by slowly,butyou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/helloworld/1159509/</link>
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			<title>Lack of Reality</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Ilook at myself in the mirror,disgustedby what I see.Everytime you get nearer,isan unsolved mystery.&amp;nbsp;Youleft me in the rain,allalone and scared.Idealt with the pain,fromthe love that we once shared.&amp;nbsp;Mydays and nights are mixed,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/helloworld/1159036/</link>
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			<title>Missing You</title>
			<description>I miss you.I miss your smile.I miss your sillyfaces, corny jokes,gentle hugs, and mostof all, Imiss your &amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rdquo;.I miss all the littlethings.&amp;nbsp;Oh what did I everdo,to make you stoploving me?&amp;nbsp;I miss calling youm..</description>
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