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			<title>Waste Away</title>
			<description>I feel as if.&amp;nbsp;That's all I have left to do.&amp;nbsp;Your no longer mine.&amp;nbsp;And it's finally set in.&amp;nbsp;I can't hold you at night.&amp;nbsp;Or give you the love you need.&amp;nbsp;I can't kiss youOr hug youOr do anything.&amp;nbsp;The way we use to.&amp;nbsp;I miss those days.&amp;nbsp;More then you seem to notic..</description>
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			<title>Hole</title>
			<description>I never thought it where possible.&amp;nbsp;For me to feel this empty.&amp;nbsp;But now that I've finally let myself see.&amp;nbsp;I miss you terribly.&amp;nbsp;Our relationship was short.&amp;nbsp;But the love was bright.&amp;nbsp;And now.&amp;nbsp;I see you with him.&amp;nbsp;And I can't help.&amp;nbsp;But feel hate.&amp;nbsp;And that g..</description>
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			<title>Prefection</title>
			<description>She walks with grace.&amp;nbsp;She doesn't know she has.&amp;nbsp;She looks at me.&amp;nbsp;And I'm through the roof.&amp;nbsp;Her love has set my heart on fire.&amp;nbsp;Only to be put out by her cooling touch.&amp;nbsp;Causing steam that keeps us alive.&amp;nbsp;And yes,&amp;nbsp;The nights we have had.&amp;nbsp;Have been out worldl..</description>
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