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			<title>Just like a fish out of water, you struggled to breathe </title>
			<description>High schoolIt's a place where just a bunch of teenagers are placedThey spend 4 years of their lives stuck hereIt's a place where you're supposed to figure out who you are, what you want, and what you're going to beSome people end up losing all sanction of hope They lose themselves and their clear vi..</description>
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			<title>Something simply scary </title>
			<description>The darkness surrounded me; everything looked the sameI was lost, in a place that just pulled me farther downI remember it was a Tuesday when I saw your faceMy world was so bright, but only for a short timeYou made me feel aliveYou were out of this world, darling But let me tell you, I never fell so..</description>
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			<title>The clock is ticking</title>
			<description>Driving with the windows rolled down, the wind in my hairMy hand intertwined with the warmth of his&amp;nbsp;soft hand I could hear my mom saying, &quot;This is only temporary, it's not forever&quot;For once, I wish this could last forever I wish that time would stop and we could sit like this until the sun burne..</description>
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			<title>Before my eyes, the game ended </title>
			<description>Speeding down the highway, nothing left to loseThis is just a game with a big bottle of boozeYou think you've got control of the wheel, take a left and you'll feel everything you've never wanted to feelYour life explodes before your eyes,this could've been avoided, you realizeIt was just one sip, bu..</description>
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			<title>The simple act of drowning</title>
			<description>People say to be positive, keepyour head up and keep on moving forward. I must be the exception because Ican&amp;rsquo;t stay positive when it seems that everything brings me down. I&amp;rsquo;m like an anchor, sinking tothe bottom of my pitiful life. So here&amp;rsquo;s to everything breaking..</description>
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			<title>Serendipity </title>
			<description>I wish I could place my thoughts onto paper, clearly, so that for once I'd feel less of a burden. But instead, I have a million different feelings crammed into a small place, pleading to explode. Constantly, I miss the moments of my past. I'm desperately trying to recreate my past, finding nights wh..</description>
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			<title>the glass window</title>
			<description>I remember the sweet smell of all the different foods; thebagels and donuts, pretzels and coffee. To anyone else, it was just anotherday. Maybe a business trip to Connecticut with a cup of caramel coffee or avacation to California with a powdered donut and tangy orange juice. For me, itw..</description>
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			<title>There's no place like home</title>
			<description>It wasn't until I was laying in a bed that wasn't even mine that I realized that&amp;nbsp;I missed the place I called home.&amp;nbsp;It wasn't until I was unpacking my clothes into a closet that wasn't mine that I realized I didn't know how I was going to manage this. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't until I closed my eyes ..</description>
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			<title>A bottle full of sorrow, a bottle full of guilt, a bottle full of anger, a nightmare I have built</title>
			<description>So young and naive, that's what we were. I never had a chance against fate. I believed what they said, I honestly did.The truth seemed so simple, so easy. But it wasn't. It wasn't easy to hear, wasn't easy to tell. I grew up in such a messed up world, where the lies faded into the truth and what was..</description>
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			<title>Love isn't so simple</title>
			<description>I breathed in his musky aftershave</description>
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			<title>The sky was blue </title>
			<description>I felt the prickly grass beneathmy back, the delicate flowers tickling my body. My dark brown hair was spewedout around my head. The sun was shining down on my face creating a twinkling inmy vibrant green eyes. I looked up to the sky, deep blue with wispy clouds, andbreathed in deeply. L..</description>
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			<title>It's not so easy</title>
			<description>Breathe, he said. Like it was the easiest thing in the world. Like it would solve all of my problems. Like it would make the bluebirds sing and all would be simple. Breathe, he said. Like it would end all of the hatred and struggles in the world. Like I could finally smile again and not hold my brea..</description>
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