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			<title>NINE LONG MONTHS</title>
			<description>NINE LONG MONTHS THATS ALL I HAVE TO WAITNINE LONG MONTHS.TO SEE YOUR FACETO HOLD YOU NINE LONG MONTHS.THE DAYS PASS SO SLOWLYTHE NIGHTS LAST FOREVERNINE LONG MONTHS. FEAR WILL I BE GOOD ENOUGH?WILL YOU LOVE ME?CAN I GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU NEEDNINE LONG MONTHS.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>cheaters </title>
			<description>roses are red&amp;nbsp;and violets are blue&amp;nbsp;check your man &amp;nbsp;hes cheating on you </description>
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			<title>crocodile </title>
			<description>you make me laugh&amp;nbsp;you make me smile &amp;nbsp;you make me wish &amp;nbsp;i was a crocodile...</description>
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			<title>My Chaotic Life</title>
			<description>I was born Marisol Martinez along side my identical twin sister Elizabeth.&amp;nbsp; I was the oldest daughter born to the queen of Spain. Ever since i could remember i had a very strained relationship as i grew up she force feed me her accusations that i was not perfect enough. Growing up with her as m..</description>
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			<title>i love you!</title>
			<description>i always think back to the days when we would be laying across&amp;nbsp; your bed talking , laughingfighting how to tell you that i loved you.&amp;nbsp;never knowing if you could ever love me backas time grew apart we slipped out of contactand i cant help but too still love y..</description>
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			<title>(hurt me)</title>
			<description>Stab my heartmake me bleedtake the life&amp;nbsp; right out of me&amp;nbsp;rip me trip me slam me against the doorbefore you do tell me im no more&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;slap me in the facespray my a*s with maceslice me dice meput me in a vice&amp;nbsp;ill do anything just kill me tonight...</description>
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