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			<title>An early grave </title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know who I am when you life the away the cloud that&amp;rsquo;s been choking me down my whole life,Full of smoke from the bong and smoke from that ice pipe full of depression self doubt to make it worse all these pills in my mouth,Plus these shackles on my ankles the system don&amp;rsquo;t..</description>
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			<title>Just a wish </title>
			<description>I wish I was fragile like a little bird,&amp;nbsp;Causing no harm just flying around the world,I wish I had sweet smiles and warm eyes,Pulling in all the guys, for me they would die,I wish my heart was full of sunshine,Lighting up every where i went as beautiful as the sunrise on the skyline,I wish I wa..</description>
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			<title>The life of a young tragedy </title>
			<description>I don't want to feel this way anymore 20 years of pain is a lot to endure, to understand me you have to hear my story because I came from a broken family with addiction and sadness in my genes, my mom didn't know how to protect me when my stepdad was so mean, I was never sure why they didn't love me..</description>
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			<title>Bruised knees and puffy eyes </title>
			<description>God do you hear my prayers,&amp;nbsp;God can you see my tears,&amp;nbsp;God can you feel this pain that I feel,'Oh god can you please help me&amp;nbsp;Im begging through puffy eyes kneeling on my bruised knees.Its so hard to stay strong everyday Im losing the will to hold on, standing tall while my ship is sink..</description>
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			<title>like a bird </title>
			<description>forgive my grammar </description>
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			<title>Getting high </title>
			<description>forgive my grammar</description>
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