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			<title>Suffocating</title>
			<description>Stop being such a smart arse; you&amp;rsquo;re stepping out of lineDon&amp;rsquo;t you make me shut you up, I will you know this time.Your mouth keeps running wildly, I&amp;rsquo;m close now to the brinkStop it now, go sit down, in fact get me a drink&amp;nbsp;Know your place woman, don&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<title>An undeserving title</title>
			<description>You can never replace what hasnever been put into place, You can never erase thedarkness that remains on my face.My heart only beats as deep asyou have allowed it to, How can I miss my father whenI have never really known you?Countless hopes and dreams foryou to see me ..</description>
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			<title>In the night</title>
			<description>If I was a feather then you would be the wing, You cast me like a line deep into the earths king.&amp;nbsp;With your hands melting like butter around my neckSleeplessy im needing the warmth of your breathe.&amp;nbsp;Taking my imagination through the cracks in the ceilingPainf..</description>
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