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			<title>growing up</title>
			<description>life and its agonizing frequencies have finally crossed our ownwe are one with the pain and changes and heartachethe foundation of your life is torn down and the remnants are burnt to ashesand the ashes will float away like doves being released at a funeralthe things you knew, that you put faith inw..</description>
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			<title>I remember when we walked</title>
			<description>I remember when we walked aimlessly around the town at nightour only friends were the city lights and the only thing on our sidewas time itselfor so we thoughtmaybe in a different world you wouldn't be six feet under with your skull turning to dust in the dark box they put you inyou were so much mor..</description>
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			<title>the night you left</title>
			<description>the night you left, I was incurableI was sure I'd never love againyou'd thrown me under a train,cut off my air supplyin the worst wayyou gave me the best kind of memories and in one fell swoopyou snatched them from my grasp and made them mournful distant thoughtsnow I'm sitting alone, in my roomther..</description>
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			<title>tugs &amp; pulls</title>
			<description>I felt the tug, the pullas I laid in bed with youit was as if my heart had collapsed.you weren't my cup of tea,or my shooting star,or my long lost love,but I was yoursI felt my red love for you drain from my stomach like washing soap down a bath tubit was gone, just like thatone second i'm emerged i..</description>
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			<title>memories of the boy next door</title>
			<description>you got here when I was leavingbut you left before I could gowe snuck out on our roofs at night,soaking in the moonlight through the thick cloudsit made us invinciblewe spoke in whispersmany times our voices would be carried off by the wind and the autumn leavesyour grey eyes were piercing in the da..</description>
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			<title>city lights</title>
			<description>i'd never been one for a big citygrowing up, i wanted peacejust peace and quiet and hills and emptinessyou came along and you were my cityyou were fast and reckless and light and darknessyou took me away from my hometown,turned me into a dirty and stained version of myselfi liked ityou took me up on..</description>
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