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			<title>Empty Defeat</title>
			<description>Armor pierced, falling on broken knees.I gasp for air, but all i receive are these.Swords,Penetrating clean, penetrating deep.Glinting neat blue steel, tainted reddish pink.The loathed betrayal your actions speakEnlighten the crop your harvest reaped,But your harvest queefed.I'm the firewall your vi..</description>
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			<title>Bipolar Bob</title>
			<description>Bob holds dearly his bipolar disorder,Holding near the feeling floating over his shoulders.He's crossing the borders,Dumpster diving then striving towards,Fluorescent lighting to finally feel adored.He rewinds..Lands flat backed, collapsed, cracked on the pavement.His damage overlapped by the way hi..</description>
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			<title>First Love</title>
			<description>It's the despised demise of those two eyes.It's the pain, the cries, the shrieks, and lies.It's the short hello's to long goodbyes,And all these signs that have chastised my life.It's the lowest of lows to highest of highs,And the median where I unwillingly reside.It's the suffering and pride that I..</description>
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			<title>We</title>
			<description>WE must get up, get out, and now work harder.If WE don't have cars, then let's take the charter.There's no express lanes, no breaks for water,Just ups and downs fostered on teeter totters.WE must keep pushing, keep fighting.No issues are half-eaten, only the mighty keep biting.Thinly trim the skin t..</description>
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