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			<title>Lies In Her Eyes</title>
			<description>The colors have faded from her damaged and soggy eyesthey're dull, lifeless, but hidden behind are the liesthe lies, in plenty, that have hidden the little girl in the dark she can't stand being trapped herecold and dark, with her lifeless yet beating heartthe colors have faded from my eyesmy damage..</description>
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			<title>F L A M E S</title>
			<description>I'm searching but seeking,&amp;nbsp;oh but sweetlyI'm hunting but hurtingby the burns of your flame.My buckets of tears can't extinguishMy heart-&amp;nbsp;Which is branded&amp;nbsp;and burned by your name.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Black Mirror</title>
			<description>a quote made for self reflection </description>
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			<title>Love Game</title>
			<description>I'm on my kneespierced by a bulletbut this bullet isn't oneyou can hold in your handor load in a gunits a bullet called heartbreakand my shooter has won.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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