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			<title>Good-Bye David</title>
			<description>Rob came in and handed me a stud to add to my belt.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Good job, David. Your job is not done yet. You have your fun with her and then you dispose of her. From here on out she is your problem.&quot; I added the stud to my belt with a grin on my face. I was proud of myself. I was hap..</description>
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			<title>I like it</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It all started with Amy. Amy was the most beautiful girl in school in my eyes. She was the perfect girl. Glowing green eyes and long brown hair the blew in the wind. We dated for a short while in high school, but after we graduated we went our separate ways. She went to collage and I go..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>I wrapped my hands around her neck only this time tighter. I could feel her breathing slow under my hands. In and out in and out her neck moved with the rythem of my heart beat. I felt sick,dizzy, like everything was fading and fading fast.The once loud screams now seemed so distant and in my ears a..</description>
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			<title>Three cheers for the good years</title>
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			<title>Plead</title>
			<description>Steep breathing,Blurry vision,I can't believe what I'm seeing.I grow weary of this prison.You yell,you fight,All is not well,I am losing my mind.The screaming grows deadening,&amp;nbsp;The fights are needless,Why do I continue caring?I grow speechless.You're ignorant,You're narcissistic.&amp;nbsp;I'm sick o..</description>
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