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			<title>Am I Enough?</title>
			<description>I find myself suffocatingunder all of my thoughts.Thoughts of You. &amp;nbsp;Thoughts of Us.Promises you once made.Promises that have beenlong forgotten.Lost in the abyss of vows thatWe have broken.Did you ever really mean itwhen you said you would visit?Perhaps the timing was wrongand the potential for..</description>
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			<title>Leave Me Alone</title>
			<description>Youare hereSittingon the couch,Onmy couchAndI want you gone.Idon&amp;rsquo;t want you the way Youwant me.Iam brokenAndyou cannot fix me.Iwill not let you fix me,Not that I think you can,But I will not let you tryBecauseonly I canFixmyself..</description>
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			<title>Dead Butterflies</title>
			<description>And in this momentI realize that&amp;nbsp;YOU are the biggest mistakeI have ever made.Where butterfliesonce occupied my stomach,now a swarm of wasps&amp;nbsp;have replaced them. &amp;nbsp;The deadly stings are just too painfuland I don't know howmuch longer I can last beforethey finally consu--</description>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>I used my body to numb the painfrom the love that would not be reciprocated.Only him.Only him.I had to let him love me physicallybecause mentally&amp;nbsp;he did not want to care for anotherthe way he once cared for her.&amp;nbsp;But she shattered himand he shattered me in return.The love I wanted became lu..</description>
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