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			<title>Fading light</title>
			<description>When the light slowly starts to fade,That is when you know you have to stop.I see myself sitting alone,&amp;nbsp;Under the fading glare of an old light bulb above me,Hugging myself,Trying to keep myself as warm as I could.My memories kept on playing in my mind,We were happy then,&amp;nbsp;But all along I kn..</description>
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			<title>Gone</title>
			<description>You came as wrecked and drunk as you could beWe talked as long as we could till morning comesYou slowly healed your woundsI held your hands as long as you still wanted me toPromises were madeBut I slowed down my own paceYou walked onI looked at you from afarYou seem happyHappy enough to not notice m..</description>
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			<title>Mercy</title>
			<description>I watch as his ruby lips smeared in his own blood.Life was slowly draining out of him.&amp;nbsp;I stood there as I held onto the blade.&amp;nbsp;Sharp.&amp;nbsp;Just as I hoped it would be.He tried begging.&amp;nbsp;Only, his blood sputtered through the slit in his throat.&amp;nbsp;He held his hands out to me.&amp;nbsp;My ..</description>
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