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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>Luke&amp;rsquo;s POVWhen we all fell asleep,I stayed awake. I just stared at the ceiling.I was mad, confused,sad, and disgruntled.I just stared at the ceiling,thinking about what I was going to do for about seven hours until I wokeeveryone up at about 8:00. I made a small cup of ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>Kris&amp;rsquo; POVAshton walked into myroom and sat on the floor. I sat in front of him and inhaled deeply. &amp;ldquo;I have to tell yousomething.&amp;rdquo; &amp;nbsp;I said. &amp;ldquo;I have a boyfriend.And I know you don&amp;rsquo;t care, because you have a girlfriend, but I might as welltell you...</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>Kris&amp;rsquo; POVAshton and Calum bargedinto my room. I grunted, wiped my face, and sat up. I stared at the wall aheadof me instead of looking at anyone, but they all looked at me.I heard Ashton cough.&amp;ldquo;Are you okay?&amp;rdquo; he asked.I didn&amp;rsquo;t answer.Calum asked, &amp;ld..</description>
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			<title>mother goose</title>
			<description>mother goose, mother goose,lend my your feathersit's cold and lonelyI'm under the weather&amp;nbsp;mother goose, mother goose,lend me your boneI'm weak and withering,I'm scared and alone&amp;nbsp;mother goose, mother goose, where have you gone?I can't find you here or there,the list goes on and on~</description>
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			<title>forget-me-not</title>
			<description>forget-me-notgive me your heartsput them upupon your sleeve&amp;nbsp;forget-me-notlet me goI see the truthI need the lies&amp;nbsp;forget-me-notdon't lose hopeI'm here, after allcatching you if you fall&amp;nbsp;forget-me-nothave you left?you're nowhere to be foundyet I haven't told anyone</description>
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			<title>Routine</title>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>Kris&amp;rsquo; POVI don&amp;rsquo;t understand whathappened. I guess the fight was sloppy, and it didn&amp;rsquo;t end in apologies and a longingglance. It ended in a slammed door and a vase thrown at the wall. I hadn&amp;rsquo;t leftthis room yet, and the walls seemed to be closing in, trapping me, ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;O-oh. That&amp;rsquo;s cool Ash,&amp;rdquo;I laughed bitterly, and clenched my hand. &amp;ldquo;Good for you.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Thanks.&amp;rdquo; He smiled withhis mouth but his eyes shone sadly. &amp;ldquo;Welcome.&amp;rdquo; I faked asmile and tried to make it seem real, and waved the two goodbye as..</description>
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			<title>Bittersweet</title>
			<description>a girl named kris
a boy named ashton
and a band named 5 Seconds of Summer.</description>
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