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			<title>l.o.v.e</title>
			<description>i dont want to seem like a sappy poet ,but it was irresistable to write about</description>
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			<title>pawn</title>
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			<title>dorothy</title>
			<description>theres no yellow brick road to lead methe reason for this is becausei am no dorothyand this is no wizard of ozeven if i stare at the floor day-after-daywaiting for yellow bricks to appeariknow that the white tiles will staybut theres no road made of yellow bricksno, glindas not here to save meno wit..</description>
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			<title>together forever , never apart</title>
			<description>when my friends tried to cheer me up&amp;nbsp;i attempted to force a smile&amp;nbsp;then something came to me . . .they were here all the whiletheir shoulders to cry on , until my eyes were clear enough to seeto see their loyaltytheir jokes, laughs and lovethats what meant the world to menothing is priced a..</description>
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			<title>shards</title>
			<description>my eyes began to waterwhen i got that textmy head got hotterfor you were on to the nextwhen i tried to respondmy sight got blurryas tears formed a pondmy emotions were in a flurrythis is the second timethe second time my heat was abusedthis broken heart of minethe heart i wish i never usedit took me..</description>
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