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			<title>As I Look Into The Mirror</title>
			<description>As I look into the mirrorAnd see the man before meI'm filled with despair&amp;nbsp;And a certain furyWhy have I become like this?&amp;nbsp;Why is no one here?&amp;nbsp;This pain is unbearable&amp;nbsp;And yet I have no fearFor I'm not really alone;&amp;nbsp;I have the one always nearThe blade is so prettyHe will bring ..</description>
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			<title>A Friend's Power</title>
			<description>Do you know the pain I feel When I rise from bed?Do you know the pain I feel When I lift my head? Do you know the pain I feel When I want to die?Do you know the pain I feel When I make a try? Yes, you know the pain I feelEach and every day As you are alongside me, A f..</description>
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			<title>Every Day</title>
			<description>You see me every dayand yet you do not knowThe pain that swells within mewhen you have to go&amp;nbsp;With each new morningI wake to see your smileWhich captivates a roomlike a man with certain guileDo you long for meas I long for you?&amp;nbsp;The unknown makes me act&amp;nbsp;on what must be trueYou see me ev..</description>
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			<title>His Own</title>
			<description>He read a bookto have a lover that wasn't his ownHe watched a movieto feel the pain that wasn't his ownHe sang a songto speak the sorrow that wasn't his ownHe tied a nooseto forget the life that was his own</description>
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			<title>A Dissolving Life</title>
			<description>A repost. </description>
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			<title>Dissolving Life</title>
			<description>When he turned four years old, his mother asked him what kind of cake he wantedAnd he said strawberry because it was yummyAnd his three friends came over because they cared for himAnd the cake dissolved suddenly in their mouthsBut he had a smile on his face because he was happyWhen he turned thirtee..</description>
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			<title>Friendship</title>
			<description>The true essence of friendship.</description>
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