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			<title>If We Were Seasons</title>
			<description>to my lover that never was</description>
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			<title>She's My Rose </title>
			<description>Inspired by the little prince</description>
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			<title>Cyanide Love</title>
			<description>Its just a childish love</description>
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			<title>Broken Lines #3</title>
			<description>When did the clouds go dark?I never noticed.Was it because my eyeswere always filled with tears?</description>
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			<title>A Bottle Lost in the Sea</title>
			<description>you get what I mean </description>
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			<title>Broken Lines #2</title>
			<description>The vastness of the world, I can hardly comprehend Yet I find myself out of wordsTo sugarcoat this pain</description>
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			<title>Broken Lines #1</title>
			<description>I don't know what to title this with</description>
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			<title>Breathing Oxygen is not Living</title>
			<description>It is not enough to breathe oxygen</description>
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			<title>Our Memories Were Too Beautiful To Last</title>
			<description>Sweet stinging of vodka on your lipsNow on mine tooSoft clashing of raging storms and thundersWreaking havoc on our drunken minds. The tapping of raindrops on the window.The wind from north knocking on the door. The crisping of burnt wood on the fireplace. Your warm hands clasping mi..</description>
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			<title>Ode of Depression to A Broken Man</title>
			<description>The eerie air of nightHugged your tall and thin figureThe withered trees hummedWith your dragging footsteps. You wonderedDeeper and deeperHoping to find somethingOf what's left Of the great man you were. A lonely poetThirsting for a purposeTo continue livingAnd surviving ..</description>
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			<title>Ballad of Depression </title>
			<description>depression talking to me </description>
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