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			<title>Childhood Horrors</title>
			<description>We all had them...</description>
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			<title>Guilty Pleasure</title>
			<description>It gnaws and mauls tirelessly,At the peace you so diligently fostered,Relentlessly it continues until feelingsbecome prisons,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Be gone you wicked invader,&amp;nbsp;This heart is already weeping enough,Relentlessly it perseveres until insidesturn to stone,&amp;..</description>
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			<title>I See Dead People</title>
			<description>Look deeper...</description>
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			<title>Dialogue</title>
			<description>The enticing aroma of the Merlot waftsup from the glass goblet in my hand, ushering my troubling thoughts of the dayto a faraway place. My legs are sprawled across his, back dug into the embraceof a fluffy cushion; I follow his moving lips, half listening-half not. Itdoesn't matter what he..</description>
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			<title>White Deception</title>
			<description>I'll never commit...</description>
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			<title>Loud Silence on Quiet Mornings</title>
			<description>I just woke up...</description>
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			<title>Heroes in Nightmares</title>
			<description>Lose yourself in fantasy...</description>
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			<title>Utter Randomness</title>
			<description>The above is a glimpse into a singular night many, many moons ago when juvenility was still my boss...</description>
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			<title>Caustic Daydreams</title>
			<description>My mental fencing ensues,Much later than the actual fight,Each verbal jab precise and piercing,The cradling coffee in my hand,My only solace in the raging silence,In the comfort of my chair,The argument is replayed,I should've said this,I could've said that,Oh..</description>
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