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&lt;p&gt;She was a writer. He was a musician. She writes the words of a broken heart. He sings the symphony of his melancholy. She lets her ink spill every time she is about to cry. He lets the rhythm upbeat just to hide what he is feeling inside. She uses her pen and paper just to prevent her from getting…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://whatmakesyoub3autiful.tumblr.com/post/51066971889</link><guid>http://whatmakesyoub3autiful.tumblr.com/post/51066971889</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 09:03:23 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
