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			<title>2am thoughts </title>
			<description>but that's the thing about people	they can give you exactly what you needand then take it away when ever they want	and loneliness is simply a choice&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Part 1 - Jared who? </title>
			<description>	My eyes stung from looking at you. Once my panacea; you had turned into my own personal war. But I had traded my weapon for a drink and you had her wrapped under your arm. Looks like I had already lost. You are so cruel. Not even through your red-glazed eyes could you look at me. The smoke twisted ..</description>
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			<title>Aj</title>
			<description>My favourite books you put on shelves to be covered in dustArt that I could look at for hours you said had no meaning&amp;nbsp;Songs I would hum all day you'd turn up the radio to drown me outMy favourite cafe I would always ask you to go to you took me to onceThings that would clench my stomach from la..</description>
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			<title>Not this time </title>
			<description>I could drink twice as much coffee as youI could read books in a day that would take you weeks&amp;nbsp;I could dance all night and carry you home&amp;nbsp;I could wake and make us breakfast before your feet even hit the floor&amp;nbsp;But when you asked me to forgive you for loving someone elseI couldn'tI real..</description>
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