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			<title>Lucy</title>
			<description>The quiet nightThe quiet sightThe quiet thoughtsAs they take flightThe walls can&amp;rsquo;t talkSo they&amp;rsquo;re quiet, tooThey just move before meThat&amp;rsquo;s all they need to doIt&amp;rsquo;s all they need to doTo say what I need to hearSo I break the silence and screamBut my voice ..</description>
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			<title>Realizations</title>
			<description>That was the scariest night of my life. I was extremely nervous in the hours leading up to the dose, but then things seemed to brighten up a bit immediately before. I remember being so happy, thinking I was going to be enlightened or something. I had to get some gas before hand, and ended up..</description>
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			<title>Why it had to die?</title>
			<description>My body won't stop tremblingUntil these words break freeFrom the place where they are lodgedWithin my throatBut I can't let them escapeBecause I really would hateTo end this on a bad noteI know it's faded, it's been erodingBreaking now for months And it's withered away so muchTo such an extentThat I..</description>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>Hollow eyes, hollow soulDemons chained up in the backyardNever together, never wholeEverything's still too hardGrass is dying, children lyingSummer days have fadedLips are closing, you're imposingThough I don't hear you; I'm too jadedBrittle hair, breaking bonesEach step is it's own warBut all my we..</description>
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			<title>Corpse</title>
			<description>Corpse is movingWatch the corpse lookThe corpse is missingEverything you tookEverything you&amp;rsquo;re breathingBut you don&amp;rsquo;t know you&amp;rsquo;re own airYou don&amp;rsquo;t even know the corpseBecause you just don&amp;rsquo;t careBut her hollow bones scan youYour body sinful and vileHe..</description>
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			<title>whateevs</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t have a single person that I can really telleverything to. Because I do&amp;rsquo;t think asingle person could possibly understandsomething thatI don&amp;rsquo;t even understand. So I&amp;rsquo;m just writingthis to take up sometime on those nights that I can&amp;rsquo;t sleep, those nights w..</description>
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			<title>Six</title>
			<description>Liquid words that flowOut of desperate lipsVacating inhibitionErasing all the gripsLacerating the lonelinessOne moment makes you wholeVenturing beyondEvery depth of your soleLife that's like no otherOutrageous, a living dreamVeering back and forth between anEverlasting slipstreamLost causes with fou..</description>
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			<title>My Bed of Thorns</title>
			<description>Memories begin to flood&amp;nbsp;The bed of thorns in which I'm layingMy rotting legs run after breathBut the water &amp;nbsp;continues slayingSlaying after all of the lifeThat I've fought to keepErasing every euphoricDream I've ever had from sleepWaves of horror erodingMy raw, bleeding skinAll of my past c..</description>
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			<title>forever</title>
			<description>Fleeting and falling faster than my tearsOminous sun rays casting all my fearsRelinquished so many timesEscaped from so fewVacating my sanity, it's all I can doEternal this is, my face masking life's deathRepeating, receding, with each labored breath</description>
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			<title>trying to be pure</title>
			<description>                                                                                                        It was raining. It was 5 am. The raindrops kind of felt like thorns falling on her skin. He was just coming over to smoke with her. Then everything went blurry.                          ..</description>
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			<title>I'm a rock n' roll suicide</title>
			<description>How Rock n' Roll Suicide, my favorite song, relates to my life.</description>
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			<title>Sid and Nancy</title>
			<description>We've made life's shamblesInto our paradiseOur lips perfect togetherLike fire and iceA mystery to the worldBut so clear through our eyesAs long as we have our loveIt's always blue skiesAmidst all the tragedyAmidst all the sorrowWe're all of todayWe're eachothers tomorrowAnd though at certain timesIt..</description>
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			<title>Love of my life</title>
			<description>Another love poem... oh well, he is more than deserving of them :)</description>
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			<title>You change it all</title>
			<description>A poem about my boyfriend.</description>
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			<title>Christmas morning</title>
			<description>Two worldsTwo lives One entityDesires and insanityAll bound within meThe flamesThe raindropsThat never stop pouringThe first drops of bloodFeel like Christmas morningThe first pill downLike the first day of springThe first sip from the bottleIt's worth everythingAnd those first bones to showOh, it m..</description>
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			<title>Everyday</title>
			<description>Everyday I wake upAnd go to get my tape measrurerThat coils around my waistTo tell me how good or bad I amAnd then I go to the kitchenInspecting the fridge Because I need somethingAnd this is all that I really haveSo I go to the bathroom afterwardsAnd turn on the faucetBecause I don't want anyone to..</description>
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			<title>Once</title>
			<description>I tried to mimick the style of a poem that's in The Perks of Being a Wallflower</description>
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			<title>Are We Dating?</title>
			<description>But he is very different from the person I thought he waswhen we first met. Because when we first met, we were talking about Bohemianneighborhoods in Cleveland. And art. And music. And I thought that meant thatmaybe he would understand things. And that maybe he could be one of those guys..</description>
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			<title>When we Met</title>
			<description>Today though. I kind of want to thinkabout today, because Ihave a bad habit of getting caught up in the past and letting the present slipaway. Well, I guess that it&amp;rsquo;s kind of impossible to not think about the past,because the past influences the decisions I&amp;rsquo;m making, the things..</description>
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			<title>The Switch</title>
			<description>Bulimia drains you of everything: your energy, your life,your confidence, your hope, your control. I don&amp;rsquo;t&amp;rsquo; care, Anorexia was controlfor me. I controlled every cell of my body until I got so sick that all thosecells rebelled on me. But with this, everything is wild. Including ..</description>
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			<title>Some of the Issues</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t have a single person that I can really telleverything to. Because I do&amp;rsquo;t think asingle person could possibly understandsomething thatI don&amp;rsquo;t even understand. So I&amp;rsquo;m just writingthis to take up sometime on those nights that I can&amp;rsquo;t sleep, those nights w..</description>
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			<title>Whatever it is I'm Writing</title>
			<description>My twisted head. trying to straighten out, get things out, and make room for some sanity.</description>
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			<title>Four Months!</title>
			<description>I fell inlove with youBut it really wasn't a fallBecause you were always there to catch meBy my side through it allAt times, you've made me crazyAt times, you've made me cryThe most intense tears of my life,Because without you, I would dieI know that sounds dramaticLike it could not be trueBut it's ..</description>
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			<title>Colors</title>
			<description>You light up the night sky with your colorsYour love ignites my heartYou paint the darkness with hopeAnd have given me rainbows from the startRainbows when I look into your eyesRainbows to replace my black soulRainbows when I am emptyRainbows to make me wholeRainbows amongst the starsThat were perfe..</description>
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			<title>hold on</title>
			<description>Help me erase it allTake me away from hereTake away the inhibitionsTake away all of the fearJust hold me close to youLet me under your skinLet me find what&amp;rsquo;s missingJust f*****g let me inAnd never let me goBecause without you, I&amp;rsquo;m deadWithout you I&amp;rsquo;m missingWithout you I&amp;rsquo;ll l..</description>
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			<title>Crazy</title>
			<description>Help me erase it allTake me away from hereTake away the inhibitionsTake away all of the fearJust hold me close to youLet me under your skinLet me find what&amp;rsquo;s missingJust f*****g let me inAnd never let me goBecause without you, I&amp;rsquo;m deadWithout you I&amp;rsquo;m missingWithout you I&amp;rsquo;ll l..</description>
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			<title>Empty</title>
			<description>Empty is good,Empty is strongEmpty is fucked upEmpty is wrongEmpty is hellBut empty is powerWith eached fucked up dayAnd each fucked up hourEmpty is my deathAnd my living darkEmpty is vividEmpty is starkEmpty erodes meEmpty makes me wholeEmpty stole my heartEmpty stole my soulBut they tell me there&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>My words don't even flow anymoreI don't even know where to go anymoreBecause my mind is closed offWith the pain just manifestingBeneath a surfaceThat I cannot seem to break throughMy world has been changedSo estrangedBecause I've lost myselfI've lost my voiceI cannot even articulateThe suffering tha..</description>
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			<title>Every f*****g day</title>
			<description>Lifeless, listlessBound to this lack of hopeTrapped within this constant dreadI'd be better off deadFor living has become its own hellEvery step is a struggleEvery morning, when I open my eyesI am dissapointed to still be in this worldFor I'm constantly infested&amp;nbsp;With these demonsThey have grown..</description>
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			<title>Your touch</title>
			<description>My body tingling, anticipatingAs your hands skim every surface of my bodyYour lips pressed against mineYour skin pressed against mineBound to your loveBound to your desiresI want to be everythingThat you craveFor you are everything that I craveI grow light headedFloat off into another worldImmersed ..</description>
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			<title>Just sleep</title>
			<description>Night fallsBut my thoughts riseMaking sleep so foreign...Just a blessing to close my eyesAnd quiet my thoughtsWhat I would give&amp;nbsp;To just have the abilityTo shut my head offAnd drift offInto a false worldA safe worldWhere even if I'm plagued with night mares,I still possess the ability to escape ..</description>
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			<title>I'll give it back</title>
			<description>I just want to throw back timeI'll even throw back what's happened in betweenTo erase the things that I've doneAnd the permanence that they've left upon my bodyThis is so sadThis is so selfishBut if I could go back and not have the body I have now,I would go backNever knowing the love that I managed..</description>
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			<title>the greatest pain of all</title>
			<description>used again,but you're still numbabused again,but you're still numba drone with smeared makeup,you don't feel their touchyou're just a f*****g slave,&amp;nbsp;who's shut down too muchyou fall asleep blank,&amp;nbsp;as your heart shattersbut you don't feel a thing,&amp;nbsp;since nothing matterssince you'll wake ..</description>
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			<title>Smoke and dead flowers</title>
			<description>Smoke and dead flowers.Blacks stars, and falling skies.The beauty in obscurity, the joyful cries.&amp;nbsp;The confusion that makes sense,&amp;nbsp;the insanity that's sain. The taste of thunderstorms,&amp;nbsp;the smell before rain. It'll make you scream,&amp;nbsp;yet calm your nerves. It will test your strength&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Animals</title>
			<description>So maybe I am too young to seeThe world of flames surrounding meThe animals who will sacraficeDignity and love just to secure their viceOblivious in their vices, without a careNumb to the world, those who need them thereSo maybe I'm too young, too young to seeBut I feel the heat of the flames around..</description>
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			<title>Brainwashed</title>
			<description>I think I need to look aroundAnd stop telling myself that it will all be OkBecause I only have so much controlOver the delusions&amp;nbsp;Of those I loveYes I love themEven if they may not love meYes, I'm thankful for themBecause they've given me a roof over my headThey always made sure I was fed (even ..</description>
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			<title>Face of the floor</title>
			<description>Stop kidding yourselfThis life has some goodMaybe too much good to last?But forget the past,You're too young to careToo young to be left behindSo run now, it's all moving too fastYou're too young to thinkAbout how today colliding with tomorrowThe sun will bring hell, but it'll all be wellSo quit you..</description>
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			<title>I hope you choke</title>
			<description>I swallow that last biteI nourish myself with deathDine on all my past failuresChoking on every breathSweat starts to forms pools&amp;nbsp;Around my drying skinI'm weak and parilyzedBut still need to purge each sinI rise to rid it allBreaking the comatose stateExpelling all the evilExpelling all I hateE..</description>
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			<title>Carried Away</title>
			<description>It's a story book spring dayLike one that you would read your child aboutBlue skies on every pageBut hear I am beneath the treesThe skies all fading awayInstead I'm trudging through the river&amp;nbsp;Where I&amp;nbsp;could possibly lose my stanceAnd fallLetting&amp;nbsp;the water carry me awayMaybe my caution ..</description>
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			<title>Forever</title>
			<description>I wish that my youth could forever lastForever a pure mindPure bodyPure soulBut instead the years have passedPermanently infested mindInfested bodyInfested soulHands so wearyThat I can't move a fingerThoughts so endlessThey forever lingerBut age has kept my mouth shut like glueMaybe the youth I need..</description>
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			<title>out of here</title>
			<description>I'm not bringing my clothes, no money at allI don't care if I stumble, don't care if I fallBecause this life I've been living is already brokenSo there's no use in fighting words already spokenI'll shout out my soul, and then just drive awayNot caring about tomorrow or yesterdayJust the miles ahead ..</description>
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			<title>If anyone really cared</title>
			<description>If you really cared, then you'd realize that I'm burning.You woudn't just say you're sorry that I'm trapped in this fire.No, you would come running with a bucket of water,And you would heave that bucket.You'd make sure that every drop of water&amp;nbsp;would kill that fire.You'd make sure that every dro..</description>
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			<title>Three months.</title>
			<description>Happy three months aniversary to my boyfriend, Rodney Martin Darrow, who exceeds to every aspect behind the definition of incredible.</description>
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			<title>Thanks mom</title>
			<description>F**k your damn collegeFuck your damn gradesI don't know where I'm goingAs the inhibition fadesI know that I've fucked upWith my obscurity and pillsAnd I know I'm still fucked upBecause being wreckless killsBut I can't hold it togetherSo I'm sorry that I failed &amp;nbsp;youI can't even find the peicesTh..</description>
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			<title>Sleep already</title>
			<description>The pen is shakingIn my handBecause I cannot comprehendThe floor beneath my bodyThat's ready to collapseMy shaking, faulty grasp...The hair falling on my faceThe air that I breathe in this placeWhere I'm at, and why I'm hereIf I' crying for real or holding onto my fear...I don't know what will happe..</description>
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			<title>F**k this</title>
			<description>I just want to split my head openAnd watch the contents fall to the floorSweep them up and throw them awayBecause they're not doing me any goodI don't even know what these contents consist ofAll I know is that they're like parasitesEating away at me everydayAnd their appetite seems to increaseAs tim..</description>
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			<title>Acrobat</title>
			<description>Walking on your tightropFeet skimming the airHead empty and floatingAll I can hear are your wordsMaking my body trembleSpeaking to my shaking legsAs one foot slipThe view, it's not too far thoughBecause my aspirations are falling too shortYou want me to fallTo descend into the dthe depths&amp;nbsp;Of pe..</description>
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			<title>To my brother</title>
			<description>I miss you so much</description>
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			<title>Yeah, this is what really happened.</title>
			<description>I've been having a hard time latelyDealing with what's really happenedI put it off for so longAnd now it's consuming meI'm having panick attacksAnd nightmaresAnd can't really escape thisUnless I binge and purgeWhich hurts other peopleI want to cut againAnd I kind of want to die againBut I can't hurt..</description>
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			<title>Get out while you can</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I don't really care about caloriesOr anything right nowBecause my heart is racingYet my mind is slowly meltingSo please just leave me aloneIf you love me, you'll let me goBecause I really don't knowAnything in, to be quite honestOther than the factThat this world was not meant for meI'm not de..</description>
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