<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:56:46.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poem me heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870789237741229889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-2495443407897221491</id><published>2009-11-25T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:07:11.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushing a world of mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/Sw1wtFizZWI/AAAAAAAAAto/3lJG3eSvYiU/s1600/Abandoned_by_brae_lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/Sw1wtFizZWI/AAAAAAAAAto/3lJG3eSvYiU/s320/Abandoned_by_brae_lynn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408102647426409826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has been out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless Watching Series on PPS.tv yday nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired he was indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only it may seemed just like yday.&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning PPS.tv was his new girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a Man? be...&lt;br /&gt;Filled with confidence&lt;br /&gt;Laughed with no worries of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;no tears roams the valley of cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slept immediately after a pint of Hoegaarden&lt;br /&gt;Yes Hoegaarden at A Library&lt;br /&gt;Located at the corner of that Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours since you slept I asked him,&lt;br /&gt;Why are u up?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you sweating?&lt;br /&gt;Boy are u ok ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Boy? u r already 23&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no Boy already&lt;br /&gt;I woke up shaking and sweating.&lt;br /&gt;Sweats up against my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I felt was a blanket of unpleasant feelings&lt;br /&gt;I felt sorrow, hopeless, helpless&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment and deadness within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so clueless, blind and direction less&lt;br /&gt;WITH MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;I wasted so much of my time in my studies and work&lt;br /&gt;What is to become of me of near future!?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so chained up&lt;br /&gt;I feel heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for a hug&lt;br /&gt;I need my love one&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone&lt;br /&gt;breaks me into tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-2495443407897221491?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/Sw1wtFizZWI/AAAAAAAAAto/3lJG3eSvYiU/s72-c/Abandoned_by_brae_lynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-3277344155153553367</id><published>2009-11-22T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T06:13:08.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aftermath of an Exam. the hidden secret in me.</title><content type='html'>Exam have passed&lt;div&gt;Memories have passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the lingering still ponders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wonders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reminders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reminiscing moments that I really miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i walk on the grounds that ain't alien to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new grounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new atmosphere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unconsciously I just had to glance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unexpectedly I knew it was you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The necklace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Familiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was your Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How it ended up like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so aware of my surroundings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So aware that I have my senses better than a Blind man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or with a man with three eyes wide open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a distance i could already see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the corner of my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just stood there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You glow before my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little something I prepared long time for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited till your birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didn't had a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Jamie Siew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q8qQJGU_Q2M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q8qQJGU_Q2M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-3277344155153553367?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-7874212676996055314</id><published>2009-11-15T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:18:00.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SwAprFIXAAI/AAAAAAAAAtg/cY6v1wE3EPg/s1600-h/STARFUCK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SwAprFIXAAI/AAAAAAAAAtg/cY6v1wE3EPg/s320/STARFUCK.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404365372932947970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks oh starbucks&lt;div&gt;where thou thee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alcohol aint a challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But u...u gave me fats...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gain weight not because of alcohol but u, Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ur poured and showered me with love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hence I have love handles.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toffee nuts to green tea latte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until my tek tek &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;become big....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till death do us apart?... there is more thinking to that... lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-7874212676996055314?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7874212676996055314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/starbucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/7874212676996055314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/7874212676996055314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/starbucks.html' title='Starbucks...'/><author><name>Jon'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870789237741229889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SwAprFIXAAI/AAAAAAAAAtg/cY6v1wE3EPg/s72-c/STARFUCK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-878686826156377189</id><published>2009-11-11T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:47:39.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soughted Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/Svp5VsJc9sI/AAAAAAAAAtY/l0Irzf773fk/s1600-h/d2eb259a2e3cff74285beef95db06ff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/Svp5VsJc9sI/AAAAAAAAAtY/l0Irzf773fk/s320/d2eb259a2e3cff74285beef95db06ff2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402764116519352002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sought for love but love ran away from me,&lt;div&gt;I sought my soul but my soul couldn't see, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I sought you &amp;amp; I found all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is an Italian painter named Calion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he defined beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said it was a summation of parts working together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In such a way that nothing is needed to be added&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken away or be altered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-878686826156377189?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/878686826156377189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/soughted-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/878686826156377189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/878686826156377189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/soughted-love.html' title='Soughted Love'/><author><name>Jon'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870789237741229889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/Svp5VsJc9sI/AAAAAAAAAtY/l0Irzf773fk/s72-c/d2eb259a2e3cff74285beef95db06ff2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-8580891860975341756</id><published>2009-11-08T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:42:15.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvaaxF0bUpI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/e9KyCzR81c8/s1600-h/5890_148939471163_615751163_3446119_8128701_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvaaxF0bUpI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/e9KyCzR81c8/s320/5890_148939471163_615751163_3446119_8128701_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401674971243827858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(57, 57, 57);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;dance with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take my hand and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;find a place beside me&lt;br /&gt;let me have this dance tonight&lt;br /&gt;and move in time with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starring into me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starring into you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such serenity and it feels so right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grab my hand. May I have this dance with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-8580891860975341756?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8580891860975341756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/dance-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/8580891860975341756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/8580891860975341756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/dance-with-me.html' title='Dance with me'/><author><name>Jon'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870789237741229889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvaaxF0bUpI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/e9KyCzR81c8/s72-c/5890_148939471163_615751163_3446119_8128701_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-5710357370890239597</id><published>2009-11-05T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:21:46.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Morning Breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvOkRNLwEhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/zPGMHxVOGi4/s1600-h/The_Window_by_hedaard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvOkRNLwEhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/zPGMHxVOGi4/s320/The_Window_by_hedaard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400840993651036690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;and i remembered, the softness and cold which came before the sunlight brought itself upon you;&lt;br /&gt;and then it became warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered, the dark shadows which lingered at every corner of the bedroom, shifting and taunting me;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was beautiful when it all fell into the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered, looking at you, from the corner of my eyes, into yours as you stared into mine;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i was overwhelmed by thoughts of you as you laid right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered the scent of your hair in the morning, as it brushed the tip of my nose&lt;br /&gt;and then i was driven to how it was you and me last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all these things i remembered, i remembered something more than just you.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered how you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-5710357370890239597?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5710357370890239597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-morning-breeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/5710357370890239597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/5710357370890239597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-morning-breeze.html' title='My Morning Breeze'/><author><name>Jon'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870789237741229889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvOkRNLwEhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/zPGMHxVOGi4/s72-c/The_Window_by_hedaard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698039573530448775.post-3545951137348951496</id><published>2009-11-05T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:47:24.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautifully tragical bursting emotions in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvLzep5m1CI/AAAAAAAAAtA/g_h84cL_4rs/s1600-h/Road_To_Somewhere_by_fhrankee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvLzep5m1CI/AAAAAAAAAtA/g_h84cL_4rs/s320/Road_To_Somewhere_by_fhrankee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400646611139744802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know things might not be at its best right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But baby for you this I vow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be a person will give dreams with endless happy ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I look at you I am at peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby your my ecstasy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your my disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bottom line what I'm trying to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;although expressing myself is not my way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't sweet talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby I think of you day by day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby I love you stronger day by day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The past isn't something you can cast away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it’s part of who you are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can’t live if you can't carry the weight of past, So appreciate the harvest you sowed and decide how to live in the present."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've made my choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I chose you&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dark days become sunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frigid days become warm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainy days become cloudless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lightning got wiped away from the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oceans sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rocks cry out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mountains roar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And tree branches shout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stars fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right out of the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moon winks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the sun went dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All because you said one thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All because you said it true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All because you made me smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All because you said I love you.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moment I opened my heart and let you in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this great love starting to begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I opened my eyes to a vision of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope, I pray your feelings are true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have loved and I have paid the cost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have felt the pain of the love I lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, now, I think I have truly found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An Angel who walks upon the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You thought of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I may dance like a girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although you said behave all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just to show your care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could search my whole life through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And never find another 'you'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are so special that I wanted you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I truly, completely love you so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698039573530448775-3545951137348951496?l=poemmeheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3545951137348951496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautifully-tragical-bursting-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/3545951137348951496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6698039573530448775/posts/default/3545951137348951496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemmeheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautifully-tragical-bursting-emotions.html' title='Beautifully tragical bursting emotions in me'/><author><name>Jon'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870789237741229889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N5LK4UOkg/SvLzep5m1CI/AAAAAAAAAtA/g_h84cL_4rs/s72-c/Road_To_Somewhere_by_fhrankee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
