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			<title>I Run Not Walk</title>
			<description>I run from society&amp;nbsp;I run from teachersI run from growing upBut I have already run enoughEverything is so controlling, am I really even in controlI run and I don&amp;rsquo;t walk but it is not fast enoughSociety becomes my life that&amp;rsquo;s when I start to runI keep running farther&amp;nbsp;While I am c..</description>
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			<title>Boiling Blood</title>
			<description>Every day I was told to make my own choices,&amp;nbsp;when I did, all I got was a good for you or something like that,sometimes I feel like you don't care because you are barely ever there,when I try to show you how good I did in school, you ignore me and walk away,you only notice when I do something ba..</description>
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			<title>Bloody Love</title>
			<description>There once was a boy who looked for lovebut when he asked his true love, all she did was shovehe fell over and over, again and again, but he never did give upthen one day in a dream, his true love visited him,and all the lights in his head had came to a dim,she slashed and she bit, she kicked and sh..</description>
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