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			<title>BROKEN</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;d always loved you, and will always loveu from the bottom of my heart I so wanted to give everything, a newstart.But all you did, was messed up thingsAnd all I&amp;rsquo;m left with, is broken strings.The promises you made, were all fake.I gave you all my love, but u were notready to take...</description>
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			<title>IF I WOULD LET MYSELF TELL YOU&amp;hellip;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;If I wouldlet myself tell youHow muchI've changedHow muchI've grownThe thingsabout your daughter that you should have known&amp;nbsp;If I wouldlet myself tell youGone are thedreams now and shattered are all hopesBeneath thecoat of smiles and jokesI..</description>
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			<title>I REFUSE TO SINK...</title>
			<description>25thDecember 2009,Untilthen, everything seemed to be fine&amp;nbsp;Thatwas the day I left my homeNotrealizing, that reality was not what I was shown&amp;nbsp;Theoutside world, of which I was totally unawareMillionsof people around and yet nobody to share&amp;nbsp;Mymind was struggling so hardMyf..</description>
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			<title>NOTHING WOULD BE ALRIGHT...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The place I once thoughtwas my homeNow seems to me like awar torn zoneAll day I wait and sitby my phoneThat one day I might geta call saying we miss you dear and the love would be shownHe would one day hold myhand and would never let me be alonewould say..&amp;rsq..</description>
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