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			<title>Generation</title>
			<description>Walking...Alone...A shadow forms beside me, a boyHe&amp;rsquo;s tall, look at his arms they are covered in cuts andthere is bruises around his neck ..Another shadow.....This time a girl, she wears a sign that says &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m fat&amp;rdquo; but she&amp;rsquo;srather small.....</description>
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			<title>Home</title>
			<description>Home...What is home...?Is home where you feel safe?Or where your family is?Well I believe home is a place where the people in it willalways be by your side, where you know everyone is not trying to break yourheart....If that&amp;rsquo;s what home is....Then...I guess ..</description>
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			<title>Gone with the night</title>
			<description>His skin so cold,His eyes red with tears,Sitting on his bed with a large kitchen knife, He ponders his thoughts,Should I or not,But his thoughts do not matter,The knife is at his throat and with a quick flick,Well,The rest is gone with the night...</description>
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			<title>Lovely Red ink</title>
			<description>Lying here dripping,Dripping too much,Falling deeper into darkness,Why me,Oh why,Red ink hit the floor,Until he&amp;rsquo;s alive no more,They come to find his limb body,Covered in lovely red ink,Screams echo through the halls,Why him,Why him,He is no ..</description>
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			<title>Fourteen</title>
			<description>Hate</description>
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			<title>Blade</title>
			<description>You don&amp;rsquo;t knowmeBut you careThe swiftnessof the blade Is stopped byyou... All of youNo one caredthis much before Well one whowanted to open the doorThank you allI thank you dearly None will getthrough but that&amp;rsquo;s okay The bladewill break..</description>
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			<title>Dreaming...Lieing</title>
			<description>Dreams you may think I have them. Well I did, until that day that one day it all went wrong.Where talking and she f*****g breaks me, have you ever been stabbed in thef*****g chest well it hurts feels like there&amp;rsquo;s nothing left in the world. Inthe start we were fine never thinking ..</description>
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