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			<title>the only thing I know</title>
			<description>late night ramblings. basically what I feel.</description>
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			<title>My Monsters</title>
			<description>There were never any monsters, hiding under my bed.Or lurking in the dark parts of my room.But the monsters were real, like the tales had said.And they smelled like whiskey and perfume.They came in the night, with the lights turned out.Whispering spitefully as they crept in.And with their voices rai..</description>
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			<title>demons</title>
			<description>Fragile little thing, so broken and scarred,No one ever told her life would be so hard.Faking smiles, and crying herself to sleep,No one wants to know about the demons she keeps.Fragile little thing, she's so scared on her own,Surrounded by people, but couldn't feel more alone.She wants to tell some..</description>
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