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			<title>Fake.</title>
			<description>Fake smile, you don't know.I'm disgusted, you think slow.Guess, figure me out.I am done, just about.We have lost it all, what can you live without?Say stuff you don't mean, you pity little thing.Pain is what you bring.Some people think you're a sin.To me, you're just a little kid.So go do what you d..</description>
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			<title>Music.</title>
			<description>You envy it, you can't wait.The enjoyment, it makes you go insane.You move your foot up and down, you can't help but to sing out loud.You're obsessed with this sound, it's unexplainable.Now your hearts beating fast, it's unbearable.You explore the music, you lose yourself in it.Then you wait until t..</description>
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			<title>Think About It.</title>
			<description>Blood; Only half.Kids; Same faces, used to be close as a matter of fact.Memories; Enough to make you laugh.Pictures; Bathtub - Dad.Promises; Said you'd be here for me, what happened to that?Neglect; It's only been a year, how sad.</description>
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			<title>Need You</title>
			<description>Here it comes...&amp;nbsp;My heart begins to race.There you are, there's your face.I was breathless.How did&amp;nbsp;you make me feel this way?&amp;nbsp;I'm stuttering not knowing what to say or do.You looked me in the eyes and I grabbed you.You pulled me in closer and kissed my lips.I never knew love felt like..</description>
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			<title>Memory</title>
			<description>You walked in, you were almost beautiful.Made me feel weak, my lips trembled.I whispered your name, you looked my way.Can I kiss you yet? Just wait...You were right in front of me, I longed to touch you.I stood there wondering if you felt like this too.When you you touched me, it hurt...I started to..</description>
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