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			<title>Alice Beware. </title>
			<description>This is not the life for the faint heartedI&amp;rsquo;ve started fighting before it even startedPale, mute, lost in wonderlandI am not the hatter, but don&amp;rsquo;t I look mad?This twisted mask looks so happy,So pristine So Fresh faced, so YoungSo Jealous? Don&amp;rsquo;t be&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m really quite conte..</description>
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			<title>Suburbia</title>
			<description>I want to live in the times of the unbroken heart,Where stars and dreamers goI want to sail on an unsinkable oceanAnd go wherever, till the tides go low In this land we would be beautiful,Noticed and not erased.More than silent echo&amp;rsquo;s off broken glassOur world would show true feeling,Like the ..</description>
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			<title>Don't Leave me, Don't Leave me</title>
			<description>Don&amp;rsquo;t leave don&amp;rsquo;t leaveYou are my life, and I proceedWith only the constant thought of your faceYour smile your eyes everything in placeYou&amp;rsquo;re the cure to my cancerIncurable, you&amp;rsquo;re improbableBut persevere and you&amp;rsquo;re mineFight on the batt..</description>
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			<title>3rd left. Left hand 2nd right,</title>
			<description>Talk to me.Love meI am at your surrenderI am at your feetHow you keep me under your spell is a mysteryBut you keep me here and miraculously I look to love as liking can bind. My heart to yours or yours to mine.Magic, I call itChemistry, you call itLogicall..</description>
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			<title>~Gold~</title>
			<description>Some might say this is a corny old poemInspired by grief and tears that have beganBut the story begins deeperIts when someone makes a differenceChanges your point of view by just existingThen at a moment they disappearAnd the world comes crashing down&amp;nbsp;You see..</description>
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			<title>You Changed Me. You Saved Me.</title>
			<description>I couldn't change this feeling if i triedIfi jumped off a building and plumitedNoteven my death could bring such numbnessBringingme up from the dustYouchanged me. You saved me.Myclumsy personality is silenced by such securityYourarms, not a house but a home..</description>
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