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			<title>I Remember</title>
			<description>I remember when you told me you loved meand that sparkle in your eyes.I remember everything you have ever saideven though most of it was lies.I remember our first kissso soft and nice.I remember when you left me&amp;ldquo;sometimes you have to roll the dice&amp;rdquo;.I remember when you choosetwo other guy..</description>
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			<title>Give me a chance</title>
			<description>Give me a chance,to show you who i am.Give me a chance,and I'll do the best i can.Give me a chance,to blow you away.Give me a chance,to steal your heart today.Give me a chance,and my world won't be so black.Give me a chance,to win you backGive me a chance,to right all my wrongs.Give me a chance,and ..</description>
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			<title>This is How it turned out to be</title>
			<description>This is the way things turned out to be.By: Zachary CoughlinI wake up ever eveningdrenched in sweatwith a single thought and what it meanta kid that was born and raisedbeat to the bone then pampered to deathfather and mother who never spokeas the kid they loved takes his final breathhe sits in his r..</description>
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