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			<title>Many Ten Years</title>
			<description>Ten years and i couldn't forgetI made every possible mistakeTo make you leave and you leftEver since my feelings are just regretI made you cry to send you awayThen I wanted you back the next dayI was a fool I wanted to playIn the ugliest firendzone wanted you to stayBut you were ..</description>
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			<title>Angel &amp; Lust</title>
			<description>I never thought I would end up hereI had a dream, my visions were clearA dream is a dream, and visions disappearNever thought I would never find youAnd I would end up with one I don&amp;rsquo;t know whoNever thought I would be so lostAnd never thought I&amp;rsquo;d give up, but now I doWhile angle I have on..</description>
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			<title>The 19 ashes</title>
			<description>Today i while i was walkingI passed by ruinsOf a house i dreamed of owningI swear i could have smelled a perfumeOf my dreams that i keep on stalkingBut all i saw was 19 ashesAnd the pain inside went on growingA fool man doesn't know what he smashesUntil he figures that summer is outAnd you cant buil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/istayeh/2148996/</link>
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			<title>My Library</title>
			<description>At the top shelf i store my dreamsDusty rusty but who keensBelow, i keep on holdA draft of a script of a storyThat has never been toldDown there are my ambitious thoughtsThat i keep on showing but not yet soldSome scratches spread belowOf memories &amp;amp; moments long agoFrom strangers life there is a..</description>
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			<title>&amp;#1585;&amp;#1587;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1577; &amp;#1608;&amp;#1601;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1569;</title>
			<description>&amp;#1575;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1609; &amp;#1605;&amp;#1606; &amp;#1567;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1609; &amp;#1582;&amp;#1610;&amp;#1585; &amp;#1575;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1589;&amp;#1583;&amp;#1602;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1569; ..&amp;#1575;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1609; &amp;#1585;&amp;#1608;&amp;#1581; &amp;#1603;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1606;&amp;#1578; &amp;#1604;&amp;#1610; &amp;#1605;&amp;#1581;&amp;#1585;&amp;#1585;&amp;#1577; &amp;#1605;&amp;#1606; &amp;#1575;&amp;#1604;..</description>
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			<title>Guilty</title>
			<description>Steal a moment from my pastI would live there and staynever need any futurefuture shocks on every coming daythis tone this rhyme never were minebut this me now and i know how i looklike a drunk with a sip of wine!!you think I&amp;rsquo;m under no real situationand all what i go through is an exaggeratio..</description>
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			<title>I think about you.. you too?!</title>
			<description>To the only&amp;nbsp;love my heart came throughTo the&amp;nbsp;girl that I once knewI want to say it from my heartI&amp;nbsp;know its long time apart&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;I miss&amp;nbsp;you&amp;rsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m all alone here waiting your callMaybe&amp;nbsp;to check on my heart and soulBut&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;know deep everything ..</description>
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			<title>Times</title>
			<description>Crying every nightTo the sunlightCant hold my tearsShouting silentBut loudCant escape my fearsFuture brings questionsPresent burns answersPast lights regretsand hopes it clears</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/istayeh/2144586/</link>
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			<title>R.I.P</title>
			<description>Shall hold a rifle of me as manAiming it at me as a kidNot to miss this timeI put it closer to his headShall hit the trigger no mercyTo explode all life fantasiesAway and for goodNo hope to have is the way it shouldDead is he will beAnd so my dreamsNow i rest my armsNow i live in peace</description>
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			<title>Decisions </title>
			<description>What a shameful life,Shameful decisionsCut like a knife,in the core positionof my heart, my mind and soulThinking of them allI think of depressionSo down I fallanother failure sessionFail this fail thatEveryday is just a repetitionSince just once in a pastI rejected a lifeAnd was conquered by obsess..</description>
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			<title>Can't Save Me</title>
			<description>Everyday and all day longI wonder where I went wrongIn which phase of my lifeI deserved to be dead but aliveLost, my dreams drownGoals of me are already setLong time ago, but never metNone, my passion fadedMy sparkling ambition goneDying &amp;amp; nothing can save meI keep saying maybe tomorrowBut Hope ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/istayeh/2144583/</link>
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			<title>&amp;#1591;&amp;#1610;&amp;#1601; &amp;#1604;&amp;#1591;&amp;#1610;&amp;#1601;</title>
			<description>&amp;#1605;&amp;#1575; &amp;#2013265944;&amp;trade;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1578; &amp;#1571;&amp;#1582;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1591;&amp;#1576; &amp;#1591;&amp;#1610;&amp;#1601;&amp;#1603; &amp;#1603;&amp;#1571;&amp;#1606;&amp;#1603; &amp;#1571;&amp;#1605;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1605;&amp;#1610; &amp;#1608;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1590;&amp;#1581; &amp;#1580;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1610;&amp;#1571;&amp;#1593;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1578;&amp;#1576;&amp;#1603; &amp;#1593;&amp;#1604;&amp;#1609; &amp;#158..</description>
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