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			<title>Knowing</title>
			<description>Ever feel like you're not a priority? Ever feel like that person only talks to you when they're bored?</description>
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			<title>Everything</title>
			<description>You're my everything...</description>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>Oneday I would love to wake up toYourtextYourcallYoursmileYourvoiceYourauraYourtouchYou</description>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>Your flaws make you perfect,Something I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t neglect,More so respect,Baby, just take my hand,I know it seems a little suspect,My loving is defect,Without you</description>
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			<title>The Mirror</title>
			<description>Who Am I?</description>
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			<title>The Worst Thing That Happened</title>
			<description>The worst thing that happenedWe did not happenLate nights, wet napkinsAlcohol becomes my attractionDrinking to temporarily escapeLiquor subsides and reality becomes awakeMy feelings for you constantly showYou&amp;rsquo;re my drugI want to overdoseInto a comatoseThe light from the T.V.Gleams off my .44 M..</description>
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			<title>Dark World</title>
			<description>This dark world that we live inThat is God&amp;rsquo;s givenA corrupted place of mistakes&amp;nbsp;What it takeI hate applesThe pain and confusion&amp;nbsp;These scars and illusionsIt&amp;rsquo;s okay thoughI&amp;rsquo;m sitting in the darkTurn these lights on&amp;nbsp;So I can see the wayIt mus..</description>
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