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			<title>Left For Dead</title>
			<description>I die slowly insidewatching the only one human being my heart would beat fortouching another in such a vile and glorious wayTears come to my eyes as his lips touch her neckhis hands slide along her thigh slowly creeping up her short skanky skirtAggressively attacking each other like animalsThe hair ..</description>
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			<title>Numb</title>
			<description>So numbNothing seems to be realAll is lost in a vastworld of nothingnessNo one cares,If they do.. They are incapableof showing it.I am trapped in a worldwhere nothing seems realOnly to sit alonefor the rest of my f****n life</description>
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			<title>Emo</title>
			<description>A blood red liquid mixes With a salty water As they drop onto the ground Forming a unity no happy Being would understand. The pain is unbearable She digs deeper into her flesh Hoping for a release in The hurt that has been forced Upon her in ways no one can Comprehend. She cries not of the slits on ..</description>
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			<title>You Will Not Use Me</title>
			<description>If only i knew what your intentions were,i wouldnt have fallen so easily. But i wont let slashing and f*****g around with my emotions be all that its going to be. You will never use me.I know i tried to change you,hoping, wishing you become better. Praying you would come to your senses, and think &quot;I..</description>
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			<title>Future</title>
			<description>Stepping into a world of the unknownis like walking bling foldedyou never exactly know whats there.Challenges will be strung upon you.though with faith in yourself anything canbe done. My life is like that, one momentim on a path that is bright and familiarnext thing i know im walking on a pathi don..</description>
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			<title>Uncontrollable Love</title>
			<description>A tremble of the heartA complete loss of breathThe touch of his lipsagainst his lovers.The dreadful want tolose control.Sliding his hand up her side,gives a joyess chill all overPressing closer wanting his alldeep in the momentForgetting all that Is aroundas two becomes oneA thrill only lovers may e..</description>
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			<title>Fallen</title>
			<description>Lost in this unforgetable trance,i pray that we never part.I have fallen not only forsomeone who has looksor one so perplexbut for my bestfriend.He may be seen as trouble.If only you could reallyunderstand.As i sit in the comfortof your arms,I close my eyesand listen to the steadybeat of your heart.</description>
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			<title>Crooked Path</title>
			<description>I walk along the crooked path of life.Its hard and has its risks but gives a hell of an adventureI may not completely know who i am.Each day i learn something new.Im a daughter of a young mother,and a girl who doesn't know her father.Raised in a home where all is religious.Where the path..</description>
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			<title>Mirror</title>
			<description>Looking back at you makes my skin crawl.Our eyes meet and i can seedeep down the hate and distraught.The unshapely figure stares backknowing the more i look, the more i will dispise what i see.Causing dreadful thoughts upon myselflike a demon ripping at my mindpulling and dragging me deeper into a d..</description>
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