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			<title>Night of the damned</title>
			<description>Night of the DamnedIt is the forsaken night The night of the cursed And lost my love returns rising from the depths of darkness, A whisper coils through the midnight air,a ghostly tap upon my windowpane.His voice, not heard for years But never forgotten  a sigh from t..</description>
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			<title>P.s. I love you</title>
			<description>P.S. I Love YouFor five long years, I waited still,A heart in chains, against my will.The day you cast my love asideI fell in shadows, lost my guide.Is it me? Wasnt good enough Wasnt  pretty enough Through storms of sorrow, depths unknown,In highs and lows, I walked alone...</description>
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			<title>An unfinished love </title>
			<description>An unfinished love...  The story can't end this way,The curtain cant  fall now She thought truth would set her free,But it only chained her more.She blamed herself for years,Not pretty, not  good enough&amp;#2013266048;&quot;Yet the truth rewrote her past,And now, it&amp;rsquo;s far too m..</description>
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			<title>A personal reflection on the Absurdity of life </title>
			<description>A personal reflection on the absurdity of life....  Life drifts like a passing season,its tides fierce, untamed.We arrive unbidden,we depart unseen&amp;#2013266048;&quot;tomorrow a whisper,the present, a veil.Memories sink into the abyss of time.Yesterday&amp;rsquo;s wounds are blessingsfor..</description>
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			<title>Possession </title>
			<description>A longing that is violent yet still love... </description>
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