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			<title>Broken Emptiness</title>
			<description>Am I trying to fill an emptiness insideOr just simply trying to hideFrom a love for one I should not haveBut I can not helpIt is inexplicable &amp;nbsp;In issues of life and loveNothing ever makes senseLoving deeply, only to be pushed asideHow could I be so dense&amp;nbsp;And nowI ex..</description>
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			<title>Fake fluorescent skies</title>
			<description>Fake fluorescent skiesDo a tumble above my headPlastic personas Do a dance of libertyThe world topsy-turningWhat do we value now?&amp;nbsp;Reality takes on a new dimensionI call it re-definedOthers call it insanityBut they will find it&amp;rsquo;s just&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;The SurrealA new..</description>
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			<title>Hope</title>
			<description>Life is a constant battleOf a spiritual kindThe enemy consistently warringIn a battle of the mind&amp;nbsp;We feel disregardedBroken and distraughtYet the only truth about this isThe absence of hopeWill sicken your soul&amp;nbsp;Three things, will gain you groundAnd keep your mind an..</description>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>She is but, another girlGifted for everythingExcellent at nothing&amp;nbsp;She has dreams, like everyone elseAnd like all other dreamsHers may never be realised&amp;nbsp;A steady beat, runs through her veinsnot one of the heart, but one of the brainan undeniable need, to pay heedto a m..</description>
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			<title>Stuck</title>
			<description>dancing the rhythmbut losing the melodyI need some sensationSomething to live again&amp;nbsp;losing that easy feelingone of absolute relaxationlife is slowly, tensing up nowas inspiration spirals round the nation&amp;nbsp;Lyrical intensityrunning round my veinsfilling mewith undeni..</description>
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			<title>Crimson Tears</title>
			<description>The angels are crying tears of bloodCrimson droplets streaming from the cloudsThe scarlet downpour, causing to&amp;nbsp;floodThe world of those who brought the sadness&amp;nbsp;The heavens are opening nowLetting out such a&amp;nbsp;wailing of griefFor the lost, for the abandonedAnd for those who..</description>
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