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			<title>The Pit</title>
			<description>The pit is very close to my heart.This where homes and souls are ripped apart.We yearn to know what makes a pawn a Queen.So we stay here on our own working for the king.There is a code this we understand.&amp;nbsp;When we feed demons of every human women or man.They come in the pit some begging and plea..</description>
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			<title>Dom</title>
			<description>Behind this&amp;nbsp;mask I make my last stand.With&amp;nbsp;this gun I become a man.You judge me for what I will do. If you had the balls you do it to.Lost youth you see in my eyes.Id say I was sorry but who need lies.Is if for the money or for thrill.As they all move in for the kill.Flashes of light befor..</description>
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			<title>She</title>
			<description>The Beautiful dream of that night linger in my mind.Just as the conviction in my heart. Almost, lost to me now are the complex emotions that I felt as that candle faded. Your beauty didnt vanish from my memory as easy as your name.&amp;nbsp;Now,I would give whats left my sanity to remember it. The&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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