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			<title>you know lost me </title>
			<description>you know you lost mei can tell. you hug me a little tighter now,you call me &amp;lsquo;baby&amp;rsquo; more, you kiss me longeryou can tell you lost me physically i&amp;rsquo;m still yoursbut mentally?i need someone who will love me every night,call me when they miss me,quit ditching me ..</description>
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			<title>i&amp;rsquo;m happy </title>
			<description>the first time:different boyfriend, same monthsitting on my bed i swollen 58 pillspop one, drown it with water pop a couple more, gag them upi was in the hospital 11/4 until 11/26they never knew whyonly fifteen years old the final time:new boyfriend, new lifei started college a..</description>
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			<title>we should break up</title>
			<description>we should break upall i think about is those girlsthe ones you always gave rides tothey hugged you a little too tighti think about the girls you used to ditch me for&amp;ldquo;babe i&amp;rsquo;ll be back in a couple hours&amp;rdquo;those couple hours turned into all dayi think about the times ..</description>
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			<title>i hope you talk about me the way you still talk about her</title>
			<description>i hope one day you talk to me as much as you still talk about herit starts out as a normal morningbut then we make plans- plans to make the best of each other&amp;rsquo;s company we do something that makes me feel a little closer to you; a little more intament but then it ends and it&amp;rsquo;s..</description>
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