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			<title>over</title>
			<description>it's overthe fight is throughraising the white flagmy hand in defeatscarred, bruised, brokenepic failgot hit by an ice cream truckthe shadows take overenvelops all over meget up, get offwalk awayno looking backi lit my 3 day old cigaretteexhalespit the bitter taste in my mouthit's overwithout even r..</description>
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			<title>thoughts of my heart</title>
			<description>As I lie awake, the morning sun greets hello,as its beam of light shines with glow.the trees bow down, as its green leaves bloom.the flowers are singing,while their petals waving in hymn.My heart &amp;amp; soul you have captured.In your warm embrace, your touch sets me ablaze.As I enjoy this happy feeli..</description>
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			<title>Facipawnler</title>
			<description>No idea.Is that so?I beg to disagreeThere must be somethingWorthwhile?I could only hope soThe answer lies somewhere&amp;nbsp;In the shadows of my mindThink it throughBrainstormDissect every detailLike a bloody massacreLimbs dismemberedBlood pools on floor boardsSomething is real offCan't grab a hold of ..</description>
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			<title>Explain</title>
			<description>No! It's not like meI repeatedly try to ask my self - disturbedRetracing my stepsThis ain't nothing newNo! It's not what you think it isSpell out the obviousCut me some slackThis isn't going anywhereNo! It's not gonna be over soonYou bet it isI try to think this is just the startThis is not how it's..</description>
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			<title>Summer Class</title>
			<description>A room with laughsFrequent staresGroups, friends and bloody loversHere but awayStill but unsteadySure but tormentedSearching for a way outFound none though the door is just steps awayBounded.Regretful.Why'd I signed up for this?Is there much more to this than boredom?Clueless.Faking a laughNot makin..</description>
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