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    <title>A little girl</title> 
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    <description>A little girl walking up the street,
wondering who she&apos;s about to meet.
Wondering if she walks away,
walks away from where she stayed.

Loves her family and her friends,
doesn&apos;t expect anyone to understand,
why she&apos;s so deeply hurt and sad,
she wants to be loved so bad. 
A little girl walking up the street,
I wonder why she can&apos;t see,that she&apos;s pretty.
She wouldn&apos;t think it&apos;s enough,
&apos;cause she&apos;s literally, unluckyly in love.

A little girl walking up the street pretending it&apos;s all fine,
the truth...</description>
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    <dc:subject>a poem</dc:subject>
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    <dc:date>2014-10-08T18:29:59Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Who am I to pretend to be...</title> 
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    <description>Who am I to pretend to be happy?
And who am I to say I&apos;m fine,
even though I could cry whole the time?

Who am I to pretend to have fun?
And who am I to fake that smile,
even though they could die any time?

And who am I to call myself a &quot;best friend&quot;
even though I turn my back to her again,
to prevent all that has happened

And who am I to let me call a &quot;best friend&quot;,
When there is nothing I do and nothing I did,
should&apos;ve prevented this shit

I don&apos;t wanna live like this anymore,
I never knew how...</description>
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    <dc:date>2014-07-26T21:14:05Z</dc:date>
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    <title>And all we ask is: &quot;Why?&quot;
Why,...</title> 
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    <description>And all we ask is: &quot;Why?&quot;
Why, does this happen all the time?
Why, do you have to quit life?

And noone would have expected that,
Everytime you talked to people you wore your mask,
Noone mentioned you getting mad,
Noone ever saw that until the day that was your last.

We will miss you, you live on in our minds,
we won&apos;t ever forget you with the time,
We love you and we still do,
Whatever you thought was the worst you did,
The greatest mistake was deciding you&apos;d quit.</description>
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    <dc:date>2014-05-22T16:25:23Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Let me help you</title> 
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    <description>How can you do this to yourself?
I still keep blaming myself,
For that I didn&apos;t even see,
how bad this turned out to be

You said you wanna lose weight,
never knew how unhealthy it would get,
I never took it too seriously,
never knowing where it would lead.

Please see, that life&apos;s to short to control everthing,
I wanna let you know: I&apos;m here, you&apos;re my everything,
Please stop destryoing yourself,
let me help, let me help

Can you see,
that it not only affects you, 
but all the people that love you,
Can...</description>
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    <dc:creator>loveisjustaword</dc:creator>
    
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    <dc:date>2014-05-18T15:11:50Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Empty</title> 
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    <description>You asked me yesterday, how I feel about you,
I said: I don&apos;t know, but I don&apos;t feel like you do.
All I really feel is emptyness,
It&apos;s not more not less,
I&apos;m sorry, I need to take my time and right now,
All I know is what I want is being alone,
Clearing my brain,
or I&apos;ll go insane.

Forget my name,
I made mistakes,
and it won&apos;t get better if we talk it over again,
you say you still wanna be friends,
I have to disappoint you then</description>
    <dc:publisher>Blogger.de</dc:publisher>
    <dc:creator>loveisjustaword</dc:creator>
    
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2014 loveisjustaword</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2014-05-13T17:48:59Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Leave</title> 
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    <description>How does it feel, when you read,
that it doesn&apos;t bother me,
And how does it feel, to read,
That I&apos;m stronger than I&apos;ve ever been,

Did you really think, that I&apos;ve been in love?
Well, whatever this was, it wasn&apos;t enough.
How could you have the nerve to ask,
If I&apos;ve been with someone else in the past, 
What are you thinking about me,
I&apos;m not some chick that tries to be,
like all the others, but you couldn&apos;t see:
What you had, when you had me,
so go on and leave me,
leave me</description>
    <dc:publisher>Blogger.de</dc:publisher>
    <dc:creator>loveisjustaword</dc:creator>
    
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2014 loveisjustaword</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2014-05-11T20:57:13Z</dc:date>
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    <title>I&apos;ve been living imprisoned,
nothing&apos;s...</title> 
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    <description>I&apos;ve been living imprisoned,
nothing&apos;s been pleasant,
ekeing out my time,
I wanna feel alive

I was sick of all the loudness,
Draining dry my happiness,
Waiting for the end,
I wanna feel alive again.

See: Music makes me dance,
Pictures help me understand,
Love stories made me wanna have a man,
but when they came I ran</description>
    <dc:publisher>Blogger.de</dc:publisher>
    <dc:creator>loveisjustaword</dc:creator>
    
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2014 loveisjustaword</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2014-05-05T21:59:03Z</dc:date>
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