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			<title>overwhelmed </title>
			<description>Try to save yourself Even when you hate the thought of one more bloody day,Hate yourself more then anyone alive.Again and again banging your head against this same bloody wall.poured over every crime scene but evidence is pointless when no one will talk truth.No fearNo angerNo pain.I..</description>
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			<title>sleep tight </title>
			<description>Lay the tired heavy head down into plush pillows.Falling onto oceans of sheets,clean and crisp,sinking into soft nest of bliss.Deeply dreaming daytime can wait thou dawn shall rise and swept the darkness aside.So the night shall slip across the globe and bedtime will arrive somewhere else.Calling ot..</description>
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			<title>What remains</title>
			<description>Outside the inside,it is nothing more then vapours and vortexes of increasing darkness. Everlasting emptiness like an abandoned stomach calling,craving the nourishment that soothes that hollowness that gnaws.                                           A ocean that's still and stagnant, a starless uni..</description>
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			<title>Midnight's wings</title>
			<description>She wandered through the day with midnight in her eyes,lost in daydreams,whispered voices call.the temptress taunts,the sirens sing as night falls like a curtain of crushed velvet drenched with dying starlight ,the set was cast!she danced through the bewitching hour lead by the piper that played in ..</description>
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