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			<title>What should I do?</title>
			<description>What do I do?Knowing that the woman I love gets sick and discusted just thinking about me sexually.How do I not just kill myself?Why can't I just end it?All I do is show I care.the others just want her to be D.T.F.I get treated like shit1They get&amp;nbsp;RESPECT!Nice guys get the worst...</description>
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			<title>WHY?</title>
			<description>Why do I have love in my heart?All I get is pain.I try and try.To have the &amp;nbsp;patience to wait,But when I get close to someone,They push me away.Never wanting me!Never being desired!Why?What is wrong with me?What is wrong with being a nice guy?Why don't the nice guy get a br..</description>
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			<description>Her eyes are so bright!To look into them tells me it will be all right!That smile is so amazing!There is nothing quite like it!The way she makes me feelWhen she is near.I want to hold her so dear.The time we spend together.Just the two of us.There maybe others around.But in my heart there is no one ..</description>
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			<title>Through My Eyes</title>
			<description>There has been only just the one,Who's smile made me believe my search was done.The way we made each other feel, I hoped I wasn't dreaming, that it was real.The magic I felt during the first gaze into those eyes.I prayed it would never end,Because my mind and heart had started to mend.Every word I s..</description>
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