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			<title>you two alone</title>
			<description>you were one thousand milesaway from homebut i could hear it on the phonehes on the other linetelling you you'll be finebaby its just another lieyou left my hometo meet with himso you could be aloneyou two aloneit was 12:51when my phone rangi said what are we doneit was a cruel jokemy cruel joke&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>rewind</title>
			<description>i know she thinks about me. its complicated she saysbut living and lovings never been easyso please believe me i know i made mistakes&amp;nbsp;but i'm afraid you're something i cant replace&amp;nbsp;if i could turn back time and just rewind i&amp;rsquo;d never have done those things and you'd be wit..</description>
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			<title>something said </title>
			<description>a true story </description>
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			<title>waste basket blues </title>
			<description>push the pen to fill in&amp;nbsp;blank lines&amp;nbsp;the ink sinks inthose blank pages thirsty for truthhow much time did i spend?tearing out the pagesof this composition of confessions&amp;nbsp;words had never seemed so absurd&amp;nbsp;my feelings forever had been blurred &amp;nbsp;a compilation of regr..</description>
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			<title>Acts</title>
			<description>so many time we parted waysfor so long i strived to saythe words to take your pain away(but) your heart wouldn't let you staycause i could never thinkof the right things to saytaking back everything i ever thoughtlost and distraughtgo backre-reviewing all the factsstop thati'v had enough of your act..</description>
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			<title>resentment </title>
			<description>a downfall </description>
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			<title>sleeping eternally </title>
			<description>how somethings will never change </description>
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			<title>Reactions</title>
			<description>no more worries no more distractionsan open room to pour out my passionin hopes of reactionsfrom those that inspireits my true desiretalk is ineffectiveits time to put this in motionill have to put my life in prespectiveand and change my emotions&amp;nbsp;only actions are respectedi have this timeto cha..</description>
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			<title>To My Friends</title>
			<description>This is to everyone who has been apart of my life</description>
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