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			<title>if u</title>
			<description>A thousand tiny knives ricocheted off my body, leaving an innumerable amount of tiny cutsthen like acid, the rain comesthat's how it would feellike that of the Greek tragedy of Julius Caesarlike that of the horrific event of the Titanicthat's how it would feel&amp;nbsp;like being in a car crash but I am..</description>
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			<title>words pt 2</title>
			<description>Words can be boring, words can be numb and lifeless,they have the ability to drone on forever, meaningless. Apologiesfrom that person that destroyed you, no amount of words seem sincereanymore, they took everything you stood for and placed a tiny bandageover it that went by the name of &amp;ldqu..</description>
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			<title>Drenched</title>
			<description>Fluorescentyellow poked at the pointed greens,flags filledthe circles on the grass,&amp;nbsp;tiny carts whirred around each corner,shiny metalbeing swung through the air,and a brunetteteenager standing at the front of the chaos.Golf is anextremely difficult sport.it takes y..</description>
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			<title>words</title>
			<description>Words can be boring,words can be numb and lifeless, they have the ability to drone on forever,meaningless.They fill space, air, silence&amp;hellip;They can sometimes get so jumbled,they start to choke you.Words inundate the brain,they cannot save you.</description>
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			<title>to love</title>
			<description>I've missed the way that words melted into my brain, it feels so natural to me, it's more than just words, it's peace, love, and everything beautiful in this world and I'm not the type to love anything about life, I'm quite harsh on it really, but that was my pain speaking, maybe it's not so bad.</description>
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			<title>Electric</title>
			<description>How I would like to be looked at or loved by another.</description>
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