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			<title>Ha its 4am and I'm Writing About You Again</title>
			<description>I miss you, yeahI've tried to make sense of it allTried to convince myself it was wrongTried to convince myself it was rightBut yeahIt wasn't wrongIt wasn't right either&amp;nbsp;I feel all these things for so many peopleBut its you who takes my breath awayWhen I pass by you&quot;Don't look, breathe, its oka..</description>
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			<title>Almost Love </title>
			<description>Almost love is something complicatedNot simple, not comfortable Almost love is a distant memory when you hear that song When you remember their lips and the taste of cigarettes on their tongue Looking into their eyes, wondering if this is forever Wondering if this is all there isAlmost l..</description>
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			<title>Do You Ever Think of Me</title>
			<description>	October of last year,&amp;nbsp;I lost my virginity to one of my best guy friends. I was in love with him; he wanted to be friends with benefits (even though he &quot;had feelings for me&quot;). Everyone said I`d regret it, said I`d just get hurt; but I guess I`m the kind of person who has to find out things for ..</description>
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			<title>&quot;Sorry I Didn`t Answer&quot;</title>
			<description>	I like listening to my mom`s answering machine. She had just paid the bill, so I have an entire month to torture myself with the phone to my ear. I listen to her voice the same way i listen to mine; and I wonder where we both went. I miss her.</description>
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