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    <description>Let me hold you for the last time
It&amp;#8217;s the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can&amp;#8217;t feel anything

When I love you, rings so untrue
I can&amp;#8217;t even convince myself
When I&amp;#8217;m speaking, it&amp;#8217;s the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it&amp;#8217;s not enough to make it all ok

You can&amp;#8217;t play on broken strings
You can&amp;#8217;t feel anything
that your heart don&amp;#8217;t want to feel
I can&amp;#8217;t...</description>
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    <description>It comes the way its supposed to....

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself.
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out.

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out, it wears him out.
It wears him out,...</description>
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    <description>Just thinking about how fucked up we women actually are... 
My roommate just got a sms from his girlfriend, kinda stating that he should come this weekend, she cant take it...
&quot;She&apos;s got reasons he dont&quot;
Feeling really sorry because that like the kind of act that i would pull off....
Called Gary to tell him that i&apos;m sorry, cause i know exactly what she want to say, but when you watch your roommate cry you just feel like crap pulling such things off - but how can you fix brainfuck like this?
, and...</description>
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    <dc:subject>Plain Pain</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2007 10waystodealwithpain</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2007-11-20T23:44:33Z</dc:date>
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    <title>No regrets</title> 
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    <description>Going on a date... with G. Wow discovered a new letter.....


Tell me a story where we all change
And we&amp;#8217;d live our lives together
And not estranged

I didn&amp;#8217;t lose my mind, it was mine to give away
Couldn&amp;#8217;t stay to watch me cry
You didn&amp;#8217;t have the time
So I softly slip away...

No regrets, they don&amp;#8217;t work
No regrets now, they only hurt

Sing me a lovesong (sing me a lovesong)
Drop me a line (drop me a line)
Suppose it&amp;#8217;s just a point of view
But they tell me I&amp;#8217;m...</description>
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    <description>Now I know
That I can&apos;t make you stay
But where&apos;s your heart
But where&apos;s your heart
But where&apos;s your...

And I know
There&apos;s nothing I could say
To change that part
To change that part
To change...

So many
Bright lights to cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding
I&apos;m incomplete
A life that&apos;s so demanding
I get so weak
A loveless soul demanding
I can&apos;t speak

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I&apos;ll be forgiven
Nothing you...</description>
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    <description>Try to turn it off
But it&apos;s hard to see
Through this emptiness
Slowly breaking me
Maybe hurt me just a little less
Then I can start to breathe
But still your heart is out of reach

What were we thinking
And what will we do now
Ah ha
Right now
Right now
Right now
Ooh ooh

The sun hasn&apos;t shined today at all
A funny thing
You haven&apos;t called
Tell me why
Or should I be asking?
How would I respond to it all
Times were good
I wish you were around more
I can feel you at my door
But it&apos;s not you
It&apos;s someone...</description>
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    <description>I&apos;m not quite sure what to feel right now. I want to be in control, but i feel like im losing it more and more each day.
Just heard from my best friend that my other (male) friend has bin toughing me up while i was to drunk to realize it on friday.
OK that feel kinda weird. I mean, i like the thought that somebody wants me - but not him - and not like that.

J. apparently loves me

Well ain&apos;t that fucking great

I&apos;m so fucked up i don&apos;t know what i want - what to think...

Kinda miss The Ex, but...</description>
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    <dc:subject>Plain Pain</dc:subject>
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