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			<title>My suicidal love </title>
			<description>You looked me dead into my eyes and I swore you saw through my like an opaque pink because that was my favorite color and you would always be the best line of any poem I could ever write and any song I could ever sing even though you always told me to stop because I wasn't very good at it. You looke..</description>
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			<title>Thankyou for lying</title>
			<description>Thank you&amp;nbsp;for lying to me,for telling me at 4 am every morningin-between&amp;nbsp;sobs that broke your heart into piecesand scattered breathsthat things would be ok, someday.Thank you&amp;nbsp;for hugging mewhen the cries screamed so loudthat nothing else was able to be heard.Thank you&amp;nbsp;for never s..</description>
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			<title>Echoes of you</title>
			<description>All I did was think of you today.The grim vision of you is constantly replacing the last exquisite sight of you.I am haunted by the words I never once spoke to youiloveyouAnd by the way we would use our words and mere actionsto bash our heads into the gorgeous walls you and mothertook weeks to paint..</description>
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