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			<title>My cycle of being</title>
			<description>Just as the name states, simple.</description>
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			<title>It's okay, but it hurts</title>
			<description>What's left to describe?</description>
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			<title>Helpless</title>
			<description>P.S- Even talking about it won't help.
Who is trustworthy.. who -really- understands?</description>
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			<title>Fear </title>
			<description>What I am feeling, no human can understand, not even me, not you, not any of you who claimed will be there.It requires a higher power, a bigger entity, an eternal, great entity, one that's always around, always listening, always witnessing. You, you're all I've ever had.They drive you to the point w..</description>
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			<title>There you have me</title>
			<description>:)..
:( 
Not a poem,really.</description>
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