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			<title>Behind the collar</title>
			<description>Behind the collarWe stood together in the darkMy arms around your neckYour's at my waist,Whispering sweet nothings to meYou titled your head first,Now my heart was beating twice the average speed,&amp;nbsp;but it wasn't because of our breaths mingling togetheror because your full pink lips were only inc..</description>
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			<title>Halloween Games</title>
			<description>THE FREAKS ARE OUT TO PLAY!</description>
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			<title>I am that star.</title>
			<description>I am that star.I am a star that looks upon all at night,I am a star that is always by itself,You'll probably know me as the one that doesn't shine as much,or the one that strays from the 'popular' constellations.i am a star that gets picked on from the others because i am the smallest, even the man ..</description>
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			<title>Stone Cold</title>
			<description>Stone coldOne should not look at&amp;nbsp;beautyas a gift,for it comes with it's ownpunishments</description>
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			<title>A little something i was told today,</title>
			<description>...An atheist said to a reverent:Heaven&amp;nbsp;is a fairy-tale for thosewho are afraid of the&amp;nbsp;darkThe priest replied:Atheism&amp;nbsp;is a fairy-tale for those&amp;nbsp;who are afraid of the&amp;nbsp;light.</description>
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			<title>That's not your shadow.</title>
			<description>That's not your shadow.You are his personal entertainmentHis guilty pleasure.Nothing is hidden from him.Everyone fears him&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;not because of the stories that are told about him but&amp;nbsp;because he's knows your secrets,He SEES them.All your 'secrets'&amp;nbsp;All the dirty sins that are unforgiva..</description>
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			<title>Existing</title>
			<description>ExistingHe's slowly fading awaydeeper into the dark void&amp;nbsp;He shouts my name, screaming, kicking and thrashing about,arms outstretched towards me&amp;nbsp;I try to save him i really doBut he's falling deeper nowgrowing smaller and smaller by the secondHis face blurs through my teary faceIf he dies yo..</description>
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			<title>Why Daddy</title>
			<description>i was never daddy's little girl although i never hated him for that, the more he pushed me away the more i was drawn to him, the more i craved for his fatherly love, but still i wait here patiently to</description>
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			<title>Which Side</title>
			<description>Which sideI see the devil in me,Though Sundays oblivious to him.They say everyone is beautiful,&amp;nbsp;though looks can be deceivingLucifer was once an angel too.a beautiful one,But what am i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;if i'm down here?If the devil is below me,and God is above me,Then what i am?Who am i?I sit on the ..</description>
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			<title>Just Smile</title>
			<description>Just Smile'Just smile'- she said to me, just smileAnd so i did...For her,For 6 years my smiles were forever genuine,For 6 years and only 6 years was i happy to be apart of this world,&amp;nbsp;For 6 years oh how my smile was genuine.However, Little did i know that those 6 years were only a tease of happ..</description>
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			<title>**catch me**</title>
			<description>yescome homejust a little closerjump my darling, i'll catch youThe closer i stand at the edge of the cliff the louder their chants become,beckoning me to come homemother screams at me to get away from the edge when my other mother is telling me to jump,she said she'll catch me with all my brothers a..</description>
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