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  <updated>2008-11-20T02:00:06Z</updated>
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    <title>director @ 2008-11-19T20:55:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I've never had so many people in my life supporting me but yet felt so lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the love back.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being loved and in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I was flying,&lt;br /&gt;and sailed the moon with the angels of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is just another working day and I'm trying to get by without your hands.</content>
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    <title>director @ 2008-11-16T22:25:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T03:27:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">demons are taking over my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think they already took over yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ask me why the man behind me doesn't have a face.&lt;br /&gt;i ask you, why don't you have a face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to breathe. it hurts to eat. &lt;br /&gt;do you ever think that you shouldn't be able to enjoy something because of everyone else who doesn't have the priviledge or enjoying that also?&lt;br /&gt;do you ever wonder that if someone else is suffering, you should suffer as well? how can you go on living normal, knowing that they're hurting? i can't.</content>
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    <title>director @ 2008-11-16T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T03:25:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">in the night&lt;br /&gt;in the dark&lt;br /&gt;you scream and you shout but nothing comes out&lt;br /&gt;just a hollow hole in the ground and you're nothing more than a silent sound&lt;br /&gt;you breathe and you feel&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;watch the world around you disappear and your eyes grow smaller&lt;br /&gt;hear the echos and the whispers &lt;br /&gt;but none of it is real&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;scream, shout&lt;br /&gt;waste your last few breaths on figments of your imagination&lt;br /&gt;claw at the ground, beat on the wall&lt;br /&gt;it's all a waste when in the end you feel nothing,&lt;br /&gt;and all you want is more,&lt;br /&gt;more darkness</content>
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