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			<title>Dancing</title>
			<description>But Babe, I don't wanna dance,She slid over into my arms anyways.Carefully staring at her feet then peering over at mine,Trying to mimic them.So worried she might fall.But I'm the one falling.Stumbling over her eyes,Tripping from her voice,Fumbling over this feeling.Babe, you don't have to dance,Jus..</description>
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			<description>My eyes met your gaze and for a brief, fleeting moment, I was saved.Saved from the world, my life, &amp;nbsp;this day.Weight of my situation off my shoulders.As if your eyes, soldiers guarding me, walked across the bridge between our glance and lifted my crap.All of a sudden my mind is blank and I can o..</description>
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			<title>A Kiss</title>
			<description>Love's most pure expression.Two people coming so close, almost becoming one.A passion burning deep within.Fire igniting a truth we cannot&amp;nbsp;solely grasp.Our perfect match.The reason one soul lives is for the other to hold it tight and complete it's existence.&amp;nbsp;Lips meeting for the first time...</description>
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			<title>Plain Me</title>
			<description>What is this feeling?How can it be trueI never saw it possibleto fall for you.Alike in bodyAnd similar in mindIt seems too rightbut oh what I'm leaving behindWhat do I do&amp;nbsp;and what can I sayI want what I want&amp;nbsp;But I never knew I was this wayMy mind is going crazyconfusions taken the leadcuri..</description>
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			<title>Ticking</title>
			<description>I know my purpose in being here,I know that reason too well,for 18 years they've hammered my headwith all these obligations they saidI sit and I listen to their so called wisdombut instead I find myself listening to the clicking.Clicking away my precious timeclicking away this borrowed life of minec..</description>
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			<title>My Own</title>
			<description>I've given you everything,I've given you me.I let myself go empty,And still you only want what I bring.I have no more to giveThere's no more to let go,I've finally got to self-growRemember to be free and actually live.&amp;nbsp;Not selfish, just strongI'll finally put my foot downJust me..no more ring-a..</description>
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			<title>Saving Injection</title>
			<description>A needle in the arms of my earsinjecting me with this&amp;nbsp;indescribable&amp;nbsp;feelingI sit and I listen to these &quot;just words&quot;And yet, I'm transported to another worldA tremendous escape pushing me towards the endwhere I can finally be at peace and rest in my headNo more worries and no more white noi..</description>
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			<title>Rae</title>
			<description>Story of a girl we all probably know but don't know.</description>
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