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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>Watch the butterfly fly with such elegent gracethe sun shining down so perfectlylaying in the grass by the pond in white lacewith my head on his chest&amp;nbsp;Listen to the beating of his heartas i listen to the breeze of autumn leavesEveryday i am hit by one of Cupid's dartsfor each da..</description>
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			<title>Listen!</title>
			<description>THe words he speaks pierce through my heartI only want to helpHow can he say nothing mattersnothings important and he doesnt careI speak kind hearted caring wordsI try to make things rightbut all he does is curse and growlHe does not care If nothing matters then why am i here?How..</description>
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			<title>Stories</title>
			<description>Words,empty shallow, meaningless words..................................................they flow delicatly across the pages of timememories long forgottenpointless verses and rhyme.......................................give me some meaning!Show me the beauty..............Deeper,..</description>
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			<title>Forever</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Fingers softly brushing mineI squeeze tight on that handI will never let it gono matter sea or land&amp;nbsp;Those fingers gently stroke my hairI shut my eyes and smileI hold that body close to mineI'd walk a thousand miles&amp;nbsp;That hand runs slowly down my backmy legs feel ..</description>
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