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  <title>.::Awake &amp; Dreamin&apos;.:..</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:22:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i know</title>
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  <description>ssshoosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some won&apos;t agree.&lt;br /&gt;but i know&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;people are better without me.&lt;br /&gt;may be periodic&lt;br /&gt;may be if our roads didn&apos;t cross&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may have felt like that&lt;br /&gt;at one point&lt;br /&gt;or another.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it crossed the mind&lt;br /&gt;but not there to stay&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s just the down times&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 12:07:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bite my ass</title>
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  <description>Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we don&amp;rsquo;t care&lt;br /&gt;We have different notions and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not our intention to deliberately hide&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we neglect to communicate honestly.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we keep secrets&lt;br /&gt;We just overlook openness and the need to tell.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we don&amp;rsquo;t listen&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;rsquo;re not used to speaking out unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we like creating problems&lt;br /&gt;But having an intrinsic need for reassurance from others.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we don&amp;rsquo;t trust&lt;br /&gt;We simply need the truth and the heart in it.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we can&amp;rsquo;t let go&lt;br /&gt;We feel vulnerable and seek security.&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not that we are half hearted&lt;br /&gt;We struggle to keep things moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are way too used to biting our tongues.&lt;br /&gt;Not towards strangers but our closest ones.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of being judged&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of feeling insignificant&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of not being heard&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of not hearing&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of being told right off&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of being hurt&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the lines of communication didn&apos;t include&lt;br /&gt;shouting&lt;br /&gt;irritation&lt;br /&gt;bitching&lt;br /&gt;igoring&lt;br /&gt;silence&lt;br /&gt;impatience&lt;br /&gt;twisting of words;&lt;br /&gt;can&apos;t we all speak nicely and amicably?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is how it&apos;s supposed to be. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m cursed to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 17:03:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>free to see</title>
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  <description>mr double u, u forgot&lt;br /&gt;charlotte sadly has no bird, but sometimes is so absurd; &lt;br /&gt;always so afraid of dirt, come on charlotte be alert. &lt;br /&gt;no bagel, how to yeet&lt;br /&gt;who cares about that lil bagel, as long as her hair&apos;s got a curl;&lt;br /&gt;enough for others to ogle, now she shall have the last giggle.&lt;br /&gt;where from, jelly belly&lt;br /&gt;you ask why ash&apos;s smelly, let&apos;s check is she really?&lt;br /&gt;just your nose most likely, don&apos;t be such a silly.&lt;br /&gt;irrelevant is u&lt;br /&gt;suddenly matthew mountain dew, loonie beans like you there&apos;re too few;&lt;br /&gt;least of problems we have to chew, cos love and laughter&apos;s always due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let&apos;s not be such a nerd,&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s time to give life a swirl,&lt;br /&gt;never say it&apos;s too early&lt;br /&gt;to appreciate what&apos;s around you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 17:00:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That last note</title>
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  <description>Not too long ago, your laughter was all around,&lt;br /&gt;not too long after, you smile down from above.&lt;br /&gt;Here and now, from you we hear no sound,&lt;br /&gt;but here forth, all the more we learn to love.&lt;br /&gt;And in our hearts, you&amp;rsquo;ll always be found.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 17:40:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>words</title>
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  <description>what does it mean to you? &lt;br /&gt;where do you come from?&lt;br /&gt;when does it matter to you?&lt;br /&gt;why does it matter to you?&lt;br /&gt;which way is it going?&lt;br /&gt;how should it feel to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are but questions... not to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;words are just words... not to be taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so then&lt;br /&gt;when should questions be asked?&lt;br /&gt;which words are to be trusted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;what is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile an ever lasting smile  &lt;br /&gt;a smile can bring you near to me  &lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t ever let me find you gone  &lt;br /&gt;&apos;cause that would bring a tear to me  &lt;br /&gt;this world has lost its glory  &lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s start a brand new story  &lt;br /&gt;now my love  &lt;br /&gt;you think that I don&apos;t even mean  &lt;br /&gt;a single word I say  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s only words  &lt;br /&gt;and words are all I have  &lt;br /&gt;to take your heart away  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;talk in ever lasting words  &lt;br /&gt;and dedicate them all to me  &lt;br /&gt;and I will give you all my life  &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m here if you should call to me  &lt;br /&gt;you think that I don&apos;t even mean  &lt;br /&gt;a single word I say  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s only words  &lt;br /&gt;and words are all I have  &lt;br /&gt;to take your heart away  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s only words  &lt;br /&gt;and words are all I have  &lt;br /&gt;to take your heart away  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 11:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>appreciated</title>
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  <description>  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The sun shining brightly outside&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m unable to feel it on my skin&lt;br /&gt;But this time around&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m feeling the warmth under.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day&amp;rsquo;s sneaking secretly by&lt;br /&gt;Not everything goes as we plan to be&lt;br /&gt;But at least this time&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;rsquo;re learning to appreciate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Rare are the times&lt;br /&gt;We tend to value&lt;br /&gt;The life we chose&lt;br /&gt;The hours we have&lt;br /&gt;The people around&lt;br /&gt;The love and care&lt;br /&gt;The joy and pain&lt;br /&gt;The simple things&lt;br /&gt;which are supposed to mean&lt;br /&gt;more than we take them for.&lt;/p&gt;                  </description>
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  <lj:music>Novelle Vague</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 07:39:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>is two times too many times?</title>
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  <description>why do the words and actions not match? is it two faced or too fazed?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 05:59:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>am i stale bread yet?</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not even sure&lt;br /&gt;that at this point&lt;br /&gt;is it a positive or negative.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m glad, deep down&lt;br /&gt;whenever you happen&lt;br /&gt;to want to hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Without my prompt&lt;br /&gt;without me trying&lt;br /&gt;simply on your own &lt;strike&gt;accord&lt;/strike&gt; goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I&apos;m starting to be&lt;br /&gt;afraid of showing my feelings&lt;br /&gt;other than that of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ll try my best&lt;br /&gt;to hold back what I am&lt;br /&gt;not supposed to feel.&lt;br /&gt;Now even as I write here&lt;br /&gt;in my private journal&lt;br /&gt;meant for closer friends -&lt;br /&gt;Not even anywhere close&lt;br /&gt;to the show and tell&lt;br /&gt;publicly inclined facebook -&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m compelled to think&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s wrong to air what i feel&lt;br /&gt;unless it stays within me.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s on the world wide web&lt;br /&gt;but not for the world,&lt;br /&gt;not like anyone&apos;d bother.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s more to reach out&lt;br /&gt;to those who are concerned&lt;br /&gt;and wish to know.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not even asking anymore&lt;br /&gt;for your eyes to read or look&lt;br /&gt;it can cease to exist in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Cos&apos; now I&apos;m already refraining&lt;br /&gt;even a single sms to you&lt;br /&gt;exclaiming my silly fumbles.&lt;br /&gt;Will it be more befitting?&lt;br /&gt;in this manner we will&lt;br /&gt;hopefully stay in happy oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;This is the way it&apos;s gonna be&lt;br /&gt;as long as it appeases you&lt;br /&gt;for as long as I can brace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 10:33:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>all these feelings that i can&apos;t control</title>
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  <description>strange how our memory chooses&lt;br /&gt; to remember certain instances&lt;br /&gt;yet forget the effort fused into some.&lt;br /&gt;how do long or short term memories work&lt;br /&gt;when the right in front fades behind&lt;br /&gt;yet the hidden from view shines through.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that&apos;s where the difference &lt;br /&gt;between the to do&apos;s and &lt;br /&gt;the wanna do&apos;s come in.&lt;br /&gt;disappointment sets in&lt;br /&gt;not of you or anyone else&lt;br /&gt;but myself, for even trying.&lt;br /&gt;obviously the heart tells&lt;br /&gt;when without reminder,&lt;br /&gt;somehow it&apos;s etched deep.&lt;br /&gt;is it a form of duty?&lt;br /&gt;but it&apos;s not responsibility that calls.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the beckoning of a want.&lt;br /&gt;in this instance,&lt;br /&gt;i choose to ignore but&lt;br /&gt;J stood in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;friends help in time of need&lt;br /&gt;friends lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;but where is the line.&lt;br /&gt;what do words mean&lt;br /&gt;why do i still feel&lt;br /&gt;what do you still want.&lt;br /&gt;are your hours that free&lt;br /&gt;or am i that much of a bore&lt;br /&gt;or are you in need of company.&lt;br /&gt;hear my call&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m here to stay&lt;br /&gt;but only if u want.&lt;br /&gt;why are u searching&lt;br /&gt;for more fillers&lt;br /&gt;with more others.&lt;br /&gt;i know i am not enough&lt;br /&gt;to hold you down&lt;br /&gt;and to lift you up.&lt;br /&gt;but please,&lt;br /&gt;hold me close&lt;br /&gt;or let me drown&lt;br /&gt;on my own&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m on my own.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 13:19:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Younger than we were before</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I know &lt;br /&gt;the answers &lt;br /&gt;should have been better planned &lt;br /&gt;but &lt;br /&gt;the logics &lt;br /&gt;should that be above all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder &lt;br /&gt;the theories &lt;br /&gt;their importance precede &lt;br /&gt;instead of &lt;br /&gt;the wanting &lt;br /&gt;to respect how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope &lt;br /&gt;the spoken &lt;br /&gt;can be less confronting&lt;br /&gt;yet &lt;br /&gt;the outcome &lt;br /&gt;always turns in circles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel &lt;br /&gt;the twisting &lt;br /&gt;of blame from here to there &lt;br /&gt;while &lt;br /&gt;the pain &lt;br /&gt;sinks deeper within me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish &lt;br /&gt;the hurting &lt;br /&gt;could just evaporate &lt;br /&gt;for &lt;br /&gt;the soul &lt;br /&gt;it begs to dissipate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;br /&gt;the unsaid &lt;br /&gt;to unveil from us both &lt;br /&gt;the no tell &lt;br /&gt;to unravel itself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;br /&gt;the courage &lt;br /&gt;to surrender my mind &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;the heart &lt;br /&gt;to fall straight into you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;br /&gt;your presence&lt;br /&gt;It calms me from within &lt;br /&gt;that &lt;br /&gt;your support &lt;br /&gt;is what I only need&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;d appreciate &lt;br /&gt;when that hug &lt;br /&gt;sincerely means well &lt;br /&gt;while &lt;br /&gt;your heart &lt;br /&gt;purely holds no reproach.</description>
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  <lj:music>the fray - never say never</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 04:43:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>feel</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strained&lt;br /&gt;drained &lt;br /&gt;we all are.&lt;br /&gt;why does it feel worse&lt;br /&gt;each time i try&lt;br /&gt;to make things better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost &lt;br /&gt;tossed&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ve been there.&lt;br /&gt;why do i get drilled&lt;br /&gt;for explaining&lt;br /&gt;how i feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give&lt;br /&gt;take&lt;br /&gt;hold my heart&lt;br /&gt;my uselessness at&lt;br /&gt;a specific&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s just how i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear&lt;br /&gt;years&lt;br /&gt;it has been&lt;br /&gt;spiders arent my fav&lt;br /&gt;no specifics.&lt;br /&gt;they make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles&lt;br /&gt;tears&lt;br /&gt;comforted&lt;br /&gt;we get that at times&lt;br /&gt;no one reason.&lt;br /&gt;that makes happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y41/genia_36/s2009-02-1420redheart.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness comes in the simplest forms and Sadness is when it hides. Emptiness fills the vacuum. Why do we always have to find that one reason or more to be happy, sad, angry, empty, satisfied, dissatisfied, or anything for that matter? Can we not ever feel just cos we feel? I wish I could explain everything in words but I&apos;m drilled to the point of speechlessness. You&apos;re tired of me being tired. I feel tired for you feeling so. Will these have an end or even a diminishing point? Acceptance does seem unwelcomed, but all i need is the one reason, which i can easily choose out of the 3 multiple choice. It just doesn&apos;t seem right to trial and error and pick an answer out of those pre-empts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I feel a certain way? Because of certain circumstances.&amp;nbsp;Why does the circumstance make me feel this way? Because it doesn&apos;t quite fit with certain principles of mine. Why does it not fit? Because it&apos;s beyond my threshold of tolerance. Why do I have that that threshold? Because different people have their own set of limitations. Why can&apos;t I change that? Because I&apos;d be rid of my morals, ethics, principles, my heart and ultimately, me. But that said, I&apos;m not rigid and neither do I rule that out because our world evolves and I will too. I&apos;m sure I can be liberated and enlightened. One day, I&apos;d feel that anything is good to go, just as long as words spoken or written seems fine to me. Maybe then my heart will truly be open and free, like how everyone&apos;d be free to roam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every individual has different takes to life. There&apos;s more to life than that one particular reason. We can&apos;t always pinpoint, we can&apos;t always wait, we can&apos;t always choose the expected route of us. But we can always be free to feel as long as it&apos;s deep within us and it doesn&apos;t affect anyone else. I&apos;m free to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 05:18:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>birthday dine and whine</title>
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  <description>&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y41/genia_36/2009May05bdayflyer.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear pals, we shall meet at 7.30pm for dinner, and my dear friends, please join all of us around 9ish10 for a round or more of cheers and enjoyment! Look forward to seeing all of you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Googoo Dolls - Stay with You</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Googoo Dolls - Stay with You</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 19:18:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The world&apos;s not stopping, not for you.</title>
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  <description>You may not be feeling your best&lt;br /&gt;But  all around life goes on &lt;br /&gt;Even when you&apos;re not moving along&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the world is&lt;br /&gt;You think they may actually feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Yet that&apos;s not how it works&lt;br /&gt;You stop and wonder&lt;br /&gt;They notice not whilst enjoying&lt;br /&gt;At that opposite end &lt;br /&gt;You are but a lurking shadow&lt;br /&gt;How did it start?&lt;br /&gt;Where or when will it end?&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to know&lt;br /&gt;Probably the last to find out&lt;br /&gt;Getting ahead of you&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re going ahead without you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to hold them&lt;br /&gt;Not even you can make them stay&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s no longer the words&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the scars they leave behind</description>
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  <lj:music>Candice Alley - Falling</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Candice Alley - Falling</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 11:29:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>6 weeks into 2009</title>
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  <description>days roll into weeks&lt;br /&gt;weeks become months&lt;br /&gt;not too long ago,&lt;br /&gt;it was just 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;the music starts&lt;br /&gt;tingles flying in mine &lt;br /&gt;fingertips and toes&lt;br /&gt;dancing in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost seems the spirit&lt;br /&gt;brimming with aspirations&lt;br /&gt;forwarding with positivity&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it has always been.&lt;br /&gt;once lives starts&lt;br /&gt;the ticking goes off&lt;br /&gt;we keep moving along&lt;br /&gt;where&apos;s our pause button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants an escape route&lt;br /&gt;he wants another way out&lt;br /&gt;we are all searching&lt;br /&gt;but stillness stares.&lt;br /&gt;find yourself sitting&lt;br /&gt;traveling ahead so fast&lt;br /&gt;the surrounding blurs &lt;br /&gt;leaving traces of light streaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving at high speed&lt;br /&gt;the wind is all you hear&lt;br /&gt;you search deep within wanting&lt;br /&gt;your piece of paradise.&lt;br /&gt;stop. &lt;br /&gt;you whisper under your breath&lt;br /&gt;only to realise &lt;br /&gt;unmoved is where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that faraway rainbow&lt;br /&gt;shines upon hope&lt;br /&gt;captures that smile&lt;br /&gt;temporarily hides the anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;life carries on &lt;br /&gt;rejuvenating or vicious cycle&lt;br /&gt;current and lost aspirations&lt;br /&gt;you and i chase on.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 10:03:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>for that dear gurl</title>
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  <description>some questions are not meant to be answered; &lt;br /&gt;some are better left unanswered; &lt;br /&gt;and some just have no specific answers to them &lt;br /&gt;- even if we try our hardest,&amp;nbsp;we can&apos;t always find the right answers to those endless questions that plaque us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you&apos;re feelin better becca:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 19:22:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Misplaced</title>
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  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Please feel free to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Binded not by chains&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not by obligations.&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not asking&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely not holding.&lt;br /&gt;Especially not &lt;br /&gt;when you don&amp;rsquo;t want it so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Please not&lt;br /&gt;Just tag along &lt;br /&gt;Cos I want not&lt;br /&gt;To drag you along.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Go on&lt;br /&gt;Declare your love away.&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be,&lt;br /&gt;I never demanded.&lt;br /&gt;Please just save&lt;br /&gt;Those sweet nothings.&lt;br /&gt;I don&amp;rsquo;t steal&lt;br /&gt;What belongs not to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;I am but no one.&lt;br /&gt;Just a fallen soul&lt;br /&gt;Not a bright star&lt;br /&gt;Never meant to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;If there exists&lt;br /&gt;A too much time&lt;br /&gt;With or around me&lt;br /&gt;Please walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing forcing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compelling&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;To make you stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say&lt;br /&gt;Three&amp;rsquo;s a crowd&lt;br /&gt;But in your view&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps two&amp;rsquo;s too loud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Boring it may seem&lt;br /&gt;Yet to me&lt;br /&gt;That was and is&lt;br /&gt;Never the case.&lt;br /&gt;To urge thee&lt;br /&gt;I did not, and&lt;br /&gt;Never would.&lt;br /&gt;Go, Retrieve your heaven please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your happiness&lt;br /&gt;Locate your preferences.&lt;br /&gt;Spread your love&lt;br /&gt;To your priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please if you have to, let go.&lt;br /&gt;Reject but please, don&apos;t deny me.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 16:35:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>please feel</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;behind the smile&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;our heart falls&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;turn for awhile&lt;br /&gt;hear our calls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we dont seek&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;constant attention&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;just a peek&lt;br /&gt;simply a mention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont glance past&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;dont walk away&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;we ain&apos;t dust&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s not okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is it not meant to last?&lt;br /&gt;do you mean what you say?&lt;br /&gt;your back is turned too fast.&lt;br /&gt;please don&apos;t keep us at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;--beloved, for you... for us... and for&amp;nbsp;all... who feels.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>dashboard confessional - stolen</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 04:25:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>half alive</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s four AM, I&apos;m waking up to your perfume &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t get up, I&apos;ll get through on my own &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know if I&apos;m home &lt;br /&gt;Or if I lost the way into your room &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m spiraling into my doom &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m feeling half alive but I know one day &lt;br /&gt;You and I will be free, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live and die by our own rules, &lt;br /&gt;Free.. &lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that men are fools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m almost alive, and I need you to try &lt;br /&gt;And save me. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s okay that we&apos;re dying, &lt;br /&gt;But I need to survive tonight, tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well excuse me while I get killed softly, &lt;br /&gt;Heart slows down and I can hardly tell you I&apos;m okay &lt;br /&gt;At least &apos;til yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;You know you got me off my highest guard, &lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I say it&apos;s hard. &lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ll get through this tonight &lt;br /&gt;And I know one day you and I will be free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live and die by our own rules, &lt;br /&gt;Free.. &lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that men are fools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m almost alive, and I need you to try &lt;br /&gt;And save me. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s okay that we&apos;re dying, &lt;br /&gt;But I need to survive tonight, tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you touch my hand ever so slightly &lt;br /&gt;(Girl we&apos;re not ready for this yet) &lt;br /&gt;And the deadly look she cast upon me &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t regret, I won&apos;t regret &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t regret. I won&apos;t regret... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was trying to disappear, &lt;br /&gt;But you got me wrapped around you &lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe without you &lt;br /&gt;I was trying to disappear &lt;br /&gt;But I got lost in your eyes now, &lt;br /&gt;You brought me down to size now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m almost alive &lt;br /&gt;And I need you to try and save me. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s okay that we&apos;re dying &lt;br /&gt;But I need to survive tonight, tonight &lt;br /&gt;Tonight... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m almost alive, and I need you to try &lt;br /&gt;And save me. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s okay that we&apos;re dying, &lt;br /&gt;But I need to survive tonight, tonight. &lt;br /&gt;I need to survive tonight, tonight</description>
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  <lj:music>secondhand serenade - half alive</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 06:25:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no whichever&apos;s okay</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;but as one gets closer&lt;br /&gt;the rushing of&amp;nbsp;footsteps&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;somehow slows and ceases.&lt;br /&gt;should it be approached?&lt;br /&gt;can&amp;nbsp;one face&amp;nbsp;it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falter just before the turn.&lt;br /&gt;courage fading bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;on some days&lt;br /&gt;strength and faith beats It.&lt;br /&gt;on others,&lt;br /&gt;uncertainty overrides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking along alone&lt;br /&gt;picking up the crumbs&lt;br /&gt;the clock is ticking&lt;br /&gt;but in my own world&lt;br /&gt;choose to block out?&lt;br /&gt;or&amp;nbsp;get carried about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices sit and stare&lt;br /&gt;we ask ourselves&lt;br /&gt;what is the de rigueur?&lt;br /&gt;do we keep our faith or lose the set of ideals?&lt;br /&gt;settle just cos&apos; we&apos;re tired of trying&lt;br /&gt;forgo just cos&apos; we&apos;re afraid of failing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s not even go that way.&lt;br /&gt;please know it and get it&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t get it then know it.</description>
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  <lj:music>jason mraz - details in the fabric</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 05:47:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In and Out</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;in the journey&amp;nbsp;i&apos;ve&amp;nbsp;walked&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;ive made mistake after mistake,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but i choose not to regret.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is&amp;nbsp;never talked&lt;br /&gt;for your sake for my sake.&lt;br /&gt;wherever from&amp;nbsp;we got that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day is bright&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but my&amp;nbsp;world&apos;s pitch black.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;will you stay with me maybe?&lt;br /&gt;the surrounds seem light&lt;br /&gt;but when you turn your back&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;my heart feels&amp;nbsp;immensely heavy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whatever move i make&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;somehow it&apos;d all&amp;nbsp;burst into nothing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;so&amp;nbsp;run along, don&apos;t look back&amp;nbsp;to see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d rather be meant to break&lt;br /&gt;than break everything&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s close to me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything spiralling in my head&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;increasing speed increasing volume.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;nothing more to be said&lt;br /&gt;we can only assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a thin thread weaving in and out&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;increasing friction&amp;nbsp;increasing resistance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;not slowing or knowing how to go about&lt;br /&gt;bound to break&amp;nbsp;any instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trembling weakly inside&lt;br /&gt;tearing on the walls&amp;nbsp;outside.&lt;br /&gt;i can convince myself&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;if only i just try not to further delve.&lt;br /&gt;to put aside&amp;nbsp;the empty load&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;to turn on the carefree mode.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>corrinne may - scars</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">corrinne may - scars</media:title>
  <lj:mood>heavy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 07:54:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>there and here</title>
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  <description>i&amp;nbsp; wish i could ease your pain&lt;br /&gt;but at this point of time&lt;br /&gt;i have insufficient strength&lt;br /&gt;and the lack of courage.&lt;br /&gt;my intention&apos;s keeping sane&lt;br /&gt;yet reality chimes&lt;br /&gt;it seems to be stretching length&lt;br /&gt;lost&apos;s that important page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just let out what you have to.&lt;br /&gt;u&apos;ll type,&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d read.&lt;br /&gt;u&apos;ll say,&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d listen.</description>
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  <lj:mood>drained</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 04:20:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Perfect... ... not</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Hey dad look at me&lt;br /&gt;Think back and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Did I grow up according to plan?&lt;br /&gt;And do you think I&apos;m wasting my time doing things I wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m alright&lt;br /&gt;And you can&apos;t change me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&apos;Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it&apos;s just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can&apos;t go back&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try not to think&lt;br /&gt;About the pain I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you used to be my hero?&lt;br /&gt;All the days you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;Now seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like you don&apos;t care anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now I try hard to make it &lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t stand another fight&lt;br /&gt;And nothing&apos;s alright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&apos;Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it&apos;s just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can&apos;t go back&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing&apos;s gonna change the things that you said&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&apos;s gonna make this right again&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t turn your back&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t believe it&apos;s hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you don&apos;t understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&apos;Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it&apos;s just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can&apos;t go back&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&apos;Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it&apos;s just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can&apos;t go back&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t be perfect&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>simple plan - perfect</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">simple plan - perfect</media:title>
  <lj:mood>crushed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 07:26:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>middle of nowhere</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i seem to be jumping on and off the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;each time attempting to bring myself higher&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;only to end up at the bottom eventually.&lt;br /&gt;the effect of my own words may be seen&lt;br /&gt;yet the impact made on myself seems so much weaker&lt;br /&gt;what then was said to others had been spoken in vain?&lt;br /&gt;all of my senses seem to be&amp;nbsp;shutting from within&lt;br /&gt;it seems i no longer have any feelings of desire&lt;br /&gt;is my heart even managing to keep me sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808080&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808080&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808080&quot;&gt;&quot;I try so many times but it&apos;s not taking me&lt;br /&gt;And it seems so long ago that I used to believe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;And I&apos;m so lost inside of my head and crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I cant get out of it, I&apos;m just stumbling&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m juggling all the thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m juggling and my fears on fire&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m listening as it evolved in my head&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m balancing on one fine wire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I remember the time my balance was fine&lt;br /&gt;And I was just walking on one fine wire&lt;br /&gt;But It&apos;s frayed at both the ends&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m slow unraveling&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>colby caillat - one fine wire</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">colby caillat - one fine wire</media:title>
  <lj:mood>blank</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 04:15:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lifted</title>
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  <description>the sun&apos;s up and bright&lt;br /&gt;my day seems so&lt;br /&gt;the heaviness of dark clouds&lt;br /&gt;lifted away from me&lt;br /&gt;opening up to the warmth&lt;br /&gt;my heart&apos;s feeling light&lt;br /&gt;taking it in slow&lt;br /&gt;joining them all in the&amp;nbsp;shouts&lt;br /&gt;giving life that extra oomph!</description>
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  <lj:music>Gwen Stefani - 4 in the morning</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Gwen Stefani - 4 in the morning</media:title>
  <lj:mood>crazy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 18:10:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i must be sleeping</title>
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  <description>mind hanging in the midst &lt;br /&gt;losing all focus &lt;br /&gt;not knowing anymore &lt;br /&gt;is this where we&apos;re headed? &lt;br /&gt;closing mine eyes &lt;br /&gt;wishing the hardest parts &lt;br /&gt;will drift away somehow &lt;br /&gt;is this what we&apos;ve come to? &lt;br /&gt;looking through those eyes &lt;br /&gt;uncertain of what i see &lt;br /&gt;wanting to feel you &lt;br /&gt;but is&amp;nbsp;that gonna help? &lt;br /&gt;your presence i sense &lt;br /&gt;your scent lingers on &lt;br /&gt;but no longer around &lt;br /&gt;am i just dreaming? &lt;br /&gt;releasing your grip &lt;br /&gt;you slowly breathe out &lt;br /&gt;going the opposite way &lt;br /&gt;am i losing sight of you? &lt;br /&gt;but who am i &lt;br /&gt;to make you wait &lt;br /&gt;to cause you pain &lt;br /&gt;to bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808080&quot;&gt;&quot;This is my life&lt;br /&gt;Its not what it was before&lt;br /&gt;All these feelings I’ve shared&lt;br /&gt;And these are my dreams&lt;br /&gt;That I’ve never lived before&lt;br /&gt;Somebody shake me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I must be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so afraid of waking&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t shake me&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of waking&lt;br /&gt;Please dont shake me&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <lj:music>staind - so far away</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">staind - so far away</media:title>
  <lj:mood>numb</lj:mood>
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