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			<title>trust?</title>
			<description>im about to cryflooded in the silencedevoured by the liessuffacating words caught in my throatim losing my grip no longer a float&amp;nbsp;the only one i had loved,&amp;nbsp;the only one i had trustlied to me and let me drown forever lost</description>
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			<title>a beautiful beginning</title>
			<description>hush, be quietdont disturb the silenceIts too beautiful, too sacred to be lost&amp;nbsp;The world finally queit...silencedtoo dramatically hushednot a voice in the air&amp;nbsp;not even a swoosh in the wind&amp;nbsp;Is it the End&amp;nbsp;or has it already ended and this is the beginning&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>truth?</title>
			<description>We dance around the truthWalk on thin ice and hope we dont fall throughlying everydayi guess it helps keep us sanebut the sanity only goes so fareventually the ice breaks and the lies fall through and the only safe ground you can stand onis the truth</description>
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			<title>....</title>
			<description>The thought of your memory weighed me down&amp;nbsp;Everytime i tried to fly away you brought me downWanting to escape but you made me stay&amp;nbsp;How do you have a hold lof me when your so far away?&amp;nbsp;Your invisable&amp;nbsp;ropes getting tighter each day&amp;nbsp;Hand me a pair of scissors so i c..</description>
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			<title>nightmare</title>
			<description>breaking free from the memory of someone who brought you down</description>
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