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		<description>The original writings of author Connor Burns</description>
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			<title>Darling </title>
			<description>An original song I've written.</description>
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			<title>Expectations</title>
			<description>ExpectationsThese expectations are thrown on me,as if i should fulfill them allEveryone yells and screams at me,that all I'll ever do is fall&amp;nbsp;I fear that everytime I try,each attempt will have its flawThey are only hypocrites,I&amp;nbsp;am torn by their claw&amp;nbsp;I cannot be w..</description>
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			<title>Corruption's Web</title>
			<description>Corruption's WebPolitics and Society spin this web that blocks away the sun,this infamous web is known as the web of corruption.They say it's for the greater good, but lies consume the truth,They say its for equality, but its only eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.This web constricts our thoughts an..</description>
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			<title>The Outcasts</title>
			<description>The OutcastsBlood and wax flow through my veins,while the tormented and hated unveil their screams.So hard, so evil, we stand against the world,all the while the b******s and the damned fall to the ground.From Hell we rise cloaked in black,piercings in our skin, tattoos riddle our flesh.We are the f..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Prologue&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Though the back streets of the city harbored criminals of all kinds,&amp;nbsp;I kept my distance from the masquerade of insanity and blood. The bar smelled of Marlboro cigarettes and cheap beer. I sat slumped drinking a glass of Crown Royale, over ice of course. The target had walke..</description>
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			<title>Nights Game</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Though the back streets of the city harbored criminals of all kinds,&amp;nbsp;I kept my distance from the masquerade of insanity and blood. The bar smelled of Marlboro cigarettes and cheap beer. I sat slumped drinking a glass of Crown Royale, over ice of course. The target had wa..</description>
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			<title>Demonic Serenade</title>
			<description>The demons and their serenading.</description>
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			<title>Ashes</title>
			<description>&quot;Again pretty dark with a light feel to it.&quot;</description>
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			<title>Misery Loves My Company</title>
			<description>Very dark but something that came from deep within me.</description>
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