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			<title>Ice Cold</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Ice cold and frozen withinFrost bitten from the core of my heart tothe hair on my skinThe chances of finding real love is slim,truly thinIt&amp;rsquo;s as if cupid started spending histime settled at the gymWhy do we seek love wen love seeks painYou&amp;rsquo;ll give your..</description>
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			<title>High Above</title>
			<description>In the eyes of an eagle i see my loveOh! It hovers so far, so high aboveIt stays out of reach Almost out of sightOne day I&amp;rsquo;ll be completeI must keep up the fightFriends they come and go but memories will live onFrom a righteous river love will flowFrom a firmly ..</description>
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			<title>Lust</title>
			<description>Dripping and dripping and dripping of rainGirl you got my boxers and my pants zipper in painSee there's this monster in rage and he's going insaneJust take the front seat girl come be my mainI just want to play with you but this ain&amp;rsquo;t no gameCome take my hand there's this o..</description>
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			<title>Friends</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;just like the wind they come and they gosome back and fort and some on the lowthe ones way up high who for you they'lldieand by you they'll stand while with youthey'll crythey'll tell you know lies and sever notiesa true friend's worth, is more than werealize..</description>
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			<title>The Heart</title>
			<description>The heart is so tenderThat special organ to rememberBut some people got theirs from a venderSo they just throw it in a blender Mixing feelings and calling it loveWhen it should really be treated like a doveIt was not send from above But it gives that feeling deem within..</description>
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