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			<title>A child's nightmare</title>
			<description>As I would lay down to sleepI knew dad wasn't homeI feared him soWondering what I did to disappoint him todayI knew he was out drinkingand time was nearI would lay there for hours in fear waiting for the beating that was comingI would hear the lock on the door Scare..</description>
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			<title>devil in fear</title>
			<description>I once seen the devil He stopped dead in his tracks Realizing he had met his matchHis eyes grew wideAs I challenged him for hellThe challenge See who could commit the most sins in a dayHe looked me dead in the eyes And said you wonYou committed more sins the d..</description>
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			<title>oh 45</title>
			<description>Oh 45 Oh 45I wake in the morning Afraid of to face this dayWho am I going to let downWho am I going to disappoint in this dayHow I long for you oh 45To take away my painI dream of a place of peaceOh 45Longing for youFor your touchNeeding youWanting youAs I lay down to sle..</description>
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			<title>my torment ,my pain</title>
			<description>The devilFilled with nothing but fearHe makes me suffer in this place I call hellAfraid to take my black soulHe knows my torment and my painHe knows he has nothing to gainHe wishes and longs for my what I feelHe's afraid of my dark soul Is to much to bareHe knows he has nothing..</description>
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