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			<description>You took awaymy childhoodmaking it all into a gamepretendingit was something everyone didyou stolemy ability to trustforcinga child to do unspeakable thingsto this dayyou still have the controlover meover my familyand I hate you for itI'm terrified to drivethrough townafraid to see youterrified of c..</description>
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			<title>Lie</title>
			<description>LieI'm fineas you fight to hold back your tearsLieI'm finewhen someone noticed the cuts left behindLieI'm finewhile texting as the blood seeps from your skinLie&amp;nbsp;I'm finewhen someone asks how you're copingLie&amp;nbsp;I'm fineas the world starts turning black</description>
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			<description>The sun is shiningbirds are chirpingsnow meltingand a smile on my facelittle do they knowthe storm brewing inside&amp;nbsp;battling the darknessas it tries to consume my bodydarkening my every thoughttrying to get me to end itto take my lifebut again I fightfor my lifeI refuse to give up easily</description>
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			<title>Crucify My Heart</title>
			<description>my heart achesbreaking as the words sink inknowing things will never changeI still put my heart out therewishing&amp;nbsp;for onceyou would love meprotect mebe proud of meeach time i glue my heart back togetheranother piece shattershow much of my heart do you want to pulverizeall my issuescome back to y..</description>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>FunnyI can think of a million wordsdescribing thepainhateemotionsachingtearsemptinessbut i still can't&amp;nbsp;describe&amp;nbsp;how I feel about youall the years ofabusepainliestortureYou continue this battleto cut me opento watch me bleedyetI apologizeI forgiveI forgetOnly to be sliced open againonly to ..</description>
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			<title>Battle</title>
			<description>battle with a mental disorder</description>
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			<title>What Then</title>
			<description>A personal debate. One I'm sure many go through</description>
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