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	<title>Romantic Torment &#187; 2002</title>
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	<description>Darkness. Passion. Seduction.</description>
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		<title>Our Highway To Hell; Lost Values</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Aug 2002 09:49:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tonight I feel an emptiness in my soul like no other. It clings to my soul like a new born child would its mother, and leaves me fatigued and drained. My morals corrupted, my dreams and trust with people shattered, and every last drop of innocence I once possessed stolen from me. How are you <a href='http://www.romantictorment.com/journal/2002/08/04/our-highway-to-hell-lost-values/'>[...]</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Image Is Everything; Intellegence Is Nothing. Obey Your Fashion</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Apr 2002 00:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Revised/Edited: Yes Final Version: Yes Frustration streaming as the time line of life etches ever on. Lost in the madness, no more time for fun. Thoughts plagued with reminders of failure, who needs hell when you have this kind of personal torture? The music plays on, and I relate with the voices singing in my <a href='http://www.romantictorment.com/poetry/2002/04/17/image-is-everything-intelligence-is-nothing-obey-your-fashion/'>[...]</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Do I&#8230;(Empty)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2002 01:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Revised/Edited: No Final Version: Yes Do I amuse you? Do I make you laugh and smile? Do I make you feel like everything is alright in your life, by sharing how fucked mine is&#8230;with you? The pain I feel inside cannot be expressed, buried underneath all this stress. All alone I face this, torn town <a href='http://www.romantictorment.com/poetry/2002/02/07/do-iempty/'>[...]</a>]]></description>
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		<title>I Have Faded Away</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2002 23:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have faded away from you. I have faded away from my friends. I have faded away from society, I hide away from the world. Cause I can&#8217;t take any more of this, the pain I feel inside is far too much to bare. I&#8217;ve cried all the tears I could, and I am spent. <a href='http://www.romantictorment.com/poetry/2002/01/30/i-have-faded-away/'>[...]</a>]]></description>
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