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			<title>Monster</title>
			<description>THERE ONCE WAS A BOY IN HIS BED FAST ASLEEPHIS PULSE RAN QUICK AS HIS MIND DWELLED DEEPHIS SKIN GLISTENED WITH BEADS OF FEARAND EVEN IN SLUMBER HIS EYES WERE FILLED WITH TEARSMAYBE IT WAS THE FIGHT HE HAD WITH HIS SISTERMAYBE IT WAS THE CHOCOLATE HE HAD AFTER DINNEROR MAYBE THE DARK IN HIS CLOSET WA..</description>
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			<title>A Love Story</title>
			<description>I see lips moving all around me but your silent voice is all I hear. &amp;nbsp;The room is spinning yet the sharp, green of your eyes holds me transfixed, hypnotized. &amp;nbsp;I see you walking towards me with a crooked smile on your beautiful face and immediately I feel your frozen, silky, fingers graze m..</description>
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			<title>Ying Yang</title>
			<description>I'M A SWEET GOODY-GOODY WITH MY FANGS SHOWINGTHERE'S A STILLNESS IN THE AIR WHILE THE WIND'S BLOWINGMY LIPS ARE PAINTED PRETTY WITH THE BLOOD STAINSI'M SMILING AT THE WORLD BUT I'M INSANE IN THE BRAINI AM NO LONGER HEAVEN SENTBUT I STILL DROP UPON MY KNEES TO PRAY AND REPENTTHE SPIRITS ABOVE ARE SCR..</description>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>FOLLOW ME THEREWHERE FAIRIES HIDE BEHIND BUSHESWHERE DRAGONFLIES TALK AND FLOWERS SINGWHERE PASSION IS INTENSE AND LOVE IS IMMENSEFOLLOW ME THEREWHERE THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENWHERE THE MOON REFLECTS ON THE SEAWHERE THE RAIN FEELS LIKE FINGERTIPSFOLLOW ME THEREAND WAKE WITH ME SMILINGDON'T FOLLOW ME..</description>
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			<title>Trapped</title>
			<description>BLOOD IN MY EARS, PAIN IN MY HEARTSCREAMING AT DEAF ONES, MUTE ONESCOLD, DARK, DISTANT, EVIL ONESVOICES IN THE WALLS SCREAM OF THE PASTFOREVER FALLING DOWN THE WALLS OF A LOOKING GLASSDRIPPING WITH FEARINSANITY AND DESPAIR REACHING FOR MEMEMORIES OF SAD SONGS CLUTCH AT MY BRAIN&quot;DARLING, WHERE ARE YO..</description>
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