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			<title>Sleepless Nights</title>
			<description>Sleepless NightsAnother star filled night , and wide awakeRegret ferments upon bruised bones of yesteryearWhile I reevaluate memories until redundancySets within this flesh , with a thick black peltInsomnia is the grand prizeFor those who had one too many chancesOnly to cru..</description>
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			<title>The Cogs Of Time</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The Cogs Of Time&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;Just another number of the infinite onesSlowly propel upward , amongst the spiralsOf this assemblied universe of BlahOnly to see in front of me The gigantic cogs of motionRotating in circular..</description>
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			<title>My Two Favourite Passions</title>
			<description>My Two Favourite PassionsMy Priceless Angel....Rest yourself on crimsoned sheetsThat burn of passion and inhibited desiresAs you hold with gifted digitsThe second heartstring from my ravenous soulWise men tell tales of yesteryearOf how music can calm the most savage of beasts..</description>
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			<title>The Dream</title>
			<description> The Dream&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For eons , on this iced earthI have created her in my mindFrom closed eyesThat never truly , shut fully&amp;nbsp;During moon phasesEthereal hands would shapeThe essence of adreamThat would one day bringMy very own personal Arthemis.....&amp;nbsp;.....when ..</description>
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			<title>Apparitions Of You</title>
			<description>Apparitions Of YouAnother day risesAs another routine rolls inAnother night setsAs I stand half bare Missing you immensely...Crickets swoon in humid moistureAs dim lights cascadesThrough all rooms of my abodeWhile I stand , with eyes closedAnd await for your presence to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GothikMuse/237877/</link>
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			<title>Sabine</title>
			<description>This piece was inspired by a woman of the name Sabine Dunser of Lichenstein . Sabine help create a group called Elis who were (in my opinion) one of the best damn Gothik Metal bands that ever hit the scene . Just a few minutes of listening to her voice wo</description>
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			<title>To Be .......</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To Be ...........in a world where strife is extinct....in a place where time is nonexistent....on a planet where disappointment ceases to liveIs the home I would love to reside inTo Have ...........one I can call Friend and Lover....to reside in a place I ..</description>
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