<?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-31071538</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:36:19.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, I want to be more than just looks...</title><subtitle type='html'>...I want to be noticed for me.


Ecclesiastes 3:11</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115555746088084883</id><published>2006-08-14T14:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T04:08:04.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Move On</title><content type='html'>"I can all things through Christ who strengthens me" Phillipians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;I can move on and I will. I have found better loves in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do what I desire&lt;br /&gt;I can do what I purpose&lt;br /&gt;I can do what is in mind&lt;br /&gt;I can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do what I please&lt;br /&gt;I can love without any ease&lt;br /&gt;I can do more than you say&lt;br /&gt;I can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do more without you&lt;br /&gt;I can do more than you think is true&lt;br /&gt;I can do what I want&lt;br /&gt;I can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can overcome my fears&lt;br /&gt;I can overcome those weak tears&lt;br /&gt;I can write more than you think&lt;br /&gt;I can do this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115555746088084883?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115555746088084883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115555746088084883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115555746088084883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115555746088084883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-can-move-on.html' title='I Can Move On'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115468325141236996</id><published>2006-08-04T11:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:24:41.226+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." (1 Corinthians 13:4-7 New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love never gives up cares more for others than for self. Love doesn't want what it doesn't have. Love doesn't strut, doesn't have a swelled head, doesn't force itself on others, isn't always 'me first', doesn't fly off the handle, doesn't keep score of the sins of others, doesn't revel when others grovel, takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, puts up with anything, trusts God always, always looks for the best, never looks back, but keeps going to the end." ( 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 The Message Bible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you love those who you feel don't deserve your love? Or, do you have to be partial with your love? Love is the only thing that is feeling giving in this world. It is one of the only rare gifts that you can give and keep giving without any price. You don't have to worry about "will it be returned?" Love is always returned. Love just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say "thank you"&lt;br /&gt;But do not have love,&lt;br /&gt;I meant nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I give away the&lt;br /&gt;Largest sum of money but&lt;br /&gt;Do not have love,&lt;br /&gt;It is worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I give you a hug&lt;br /&gt;On your worse day,&lt;br /&gt;But do not have love&lt;br /&gt;It was meaningless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I talk to you all&lt;br /&gt;Night and cried when you&lt;br /&gt;Did, but do not have love&lt;br /&gt;It will be tragic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fulfilled my hearts&lt;br /&gt;Desire and still give my all&lt;br /&gt;But do not have love&lt;br /&gt;There will be no magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I opened myself up&lt;br /&gt;And befriend everybody&lt;br /&gt;But do not have love&lt;br /&gt;It shows nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115468325141236996?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115468325141236996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115468325141236996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115468325141236996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115468325141236996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115458545369519410</id><published>2006-08-03T08:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T08:10:53.703+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Integrity</title><content type='html'>"Wanting to satisfy the crowd, Pilate realeased Barabbas to them. He had Jesus flogged, and handed him over to be crucified."      Mark 15:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pressure's on and the crowd's shouting at you to do the wrong thing - what will you do? Have some integrity and stand to your beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing More, Nothing Less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;Do not expect anything more&lt;br /&gt;Or nothing less&lt;br /&gt;I am who God created&lt;br /&gt;I am a finished tool&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less&lt;br /&gt;I belong to the One above&lt;br /&gt;I am what he has chosen&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less&lt;br /&gt;I am his living vessel&lt;br /&gt;His chosen piece of art&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less&lt;br /&gt;I have accepted the fact&lt;br /&gt;I have accepted my purpose&lt;br /&gt;For me it could be nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Not even nothing less&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115458545369519410?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115458545369519410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115458545369519410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115458545369519410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115458545369519410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/08/integrity.html' title='Integrity'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115441608280808639</id><published>2006-08-01T08:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T07:58:07.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...I have just finally accepted who I am</title><content type='html'>"Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole person, sets the whole course of his life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell." James 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch what you say, because once you say something, you can't take it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you let me know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you know&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is real,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause you seem to know the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whom I love&lt;br /&gt;Tell me whom I hate,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my passion&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is you that frustrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about my longing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about my desires,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a littler louder&lt;br /&gt;Cause your ego keeps raising higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me since you know&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you believe I am about,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me right now&lt;br /&gt;Cause you seem to know me throughout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115441608280808639?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115441608280808639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115441608280808639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115441608280808639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115441608280808639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-just-finally-accepted-who-i-am.html' title='...I have just finally accepted who I am'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115433697742970094</id><published>2006-07-31T11:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:50:16.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people say I have changed...</title><content type='html'>"Love your neighbor as yourself."  James 2:8&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot love yourself, how can you love others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Know You Love Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate the way I act&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate how I easily distract&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate how I am so hard to please&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate how I am such a tease&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate how it has to be a certain way&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate the way we often play&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate my different personality&lt;br /&gt;You know you hate my varieties&lt;br /&gt;But deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;You know you love every piece of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115433697742970094?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115433697742970094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115433697742970094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115433697742970094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115433697742970094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-people-say-i-have-changed.html' title='Some people say I have changed...'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115432554209821842</id><published>2006-07-31T07:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:52:12.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Believe?</title><content type='html'>"The integrity of the upright guides them, but the unfaithful are destroyed by their duplicity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proverbs 11:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Man. I am so happy!! Is it the fact that I have found a person who accepts me for me? Or is the fact that I have finally accepted who I am as a person and I really don't care that you aren't my friend? I'm still happy! I can only wish the same for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just sitting there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Staring up above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking at the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking my thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My thoughts of peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears running down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unstoppable they seem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting in silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No on to question me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to figure out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What it is about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, why you sit in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silence not talking to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it is because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of who I am inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe you just don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the person I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, I'm sitting here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115432554209821842?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115432554209821842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115432554209821842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115432554209821842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115432554209821842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-you-believe.html' title='Can You Believe?'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115406617300513401</id><published>2006-07-28T07:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:56:13.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...But They Have No Idea</title><content type='html'>"An honest answer is like a kiss on the lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proverbs 24:26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you tell me how you truly feel. Can you please tell me so you don't have to go through other people. I desire to know the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Airless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Airless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is  how I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Higher than anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe even anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not thinking about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not even thinking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just feel like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm high in the clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blood pounding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't hear a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But my heart beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not thinking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who I am or what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You think I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm on top of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And not coming down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anytime soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm free of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My fears, free from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The bondage holding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not worrying about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or what they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Might think because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The clouds are my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can lean on them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just because right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now I have the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feeling of being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Airless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115406617300513401?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115406617300513401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115406617300513401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115406617300513401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115406617300513401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/but-they-have-no-idea.html' title='...But They Have No Idea'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115398095916524070</id><published>2006-07-27T08:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T08:15:59.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>They think they know...</title><content type='html'>I forgive you...&lt;br /&gt;"Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke 6:37&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you see it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you not see that I do not care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is it not evidant I have moved on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have no time for childish games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so tired to getting played,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All of this is blocking my purpose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if you were a true friend you would have stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I pray for you every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I plee to the almighty God above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That he does not show you what I have seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And to fill your heart with over flowing love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So if you want to milk the topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go ahead and do that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But do not count me in on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This little kids spat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115398095916524070?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115398095916524070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115398095916524070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115398095916524070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115398095916524070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/they-think-they-know.html' title='They think they know...'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115389520499083690</id><published>2006-07-26T08:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:26:44.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you sure?</title><content type='html'>okay i want to give a newsflash to my friends who read this...these poems i write are posted in random order...this on in particular is very old and has no point in the situation right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sitting Here Right Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here right now&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout your face&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I did the right thing&lt;br /&gt;What to take it back&lt;br /&gt;You broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me hard&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing left&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were my all&lt;br /&gt;Crying myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to stop&lt;br /&gt;Missing you touch, your kiss, your love&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm sitting here right now&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout your face&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I did the right thing&lt;br /&gt;Because my heart said I didn't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115389520499083690?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115389520499083690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115389520499083690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115389520499083690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115389520499083690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/are-you-sure.html' title='Are you sure?'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115373430418270365</id><published>2006-07-24T11:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T14:19:45.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>man...are things gettin weird, or is it juss me...is the pressure going up so much in people's lives, they don't know how to handle it...is what i'm doing right...is staying here right for me...nothing is ever better left unsaid...that is how more people get their feelings hurt...but thank you for hurting me...i needed it, because it is apart of my purpose...do you know your purpose for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hearts Desire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you ever wanted was...&lt;br /&gt;   A hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;   A face to touch,&lt;br /&gt;   Someone quite bold&lt;br /&gt;   Who never wanted to rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A replacement for the girl&lt;br /&gt;   You could never get,&lt;br /&gt;   A person to take on a whirl&lt;br /&gt;   Someone who was indeed different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Lips to intake&lt;br /&gt;   Eyes in which to stare,&lt;br /&gt;   A heart to break&lt;br /&gt;   From your devious glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A doll to place&lt;br /&gt;   For the world to see,&lt;br /&gt;   To finish that race&lt;br /&gt;   Because it was she , I could never be.&lt;br /&gt;And that is what you recieved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115373430418270365?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115373430418270365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115373430418270365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115373430418270365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115373430418270365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115372307141446974</id><published>2006-07-24T08:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T08:37:51.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>All or nothing</title><content type='html'>i can't believe i wasted my life...seven months to be exact...on some doofus...yup...i can be angry now...but that would so not be rite...i have to be lovin...why?...because i finally accepted who i am...unlike some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to go and do that?&lt;br /&gt;Could you not see&lt;br /&gt;That I was true to you the whole&lt;br /&gt;Time before you had to flee&lt;br /&gt;You're such a punk&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing what to decide&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I didn't see the junk&lt;br /&gt;That you held up inside&lt;br /&gt;Grow up and be yourself&lt;br /&gt;Show some integrity&lt;br /&gt;Try to tell the truth sometime&lt;br /&gt;Before you're left alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115372307141446974?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115372307141446974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115372307141446974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115372307141446974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115372307141446974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-or-nothing.html' title='All or nothing'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115339625116992322</id><published>2006-07-20T13:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T09:42:23.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>If only I could scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;If only I could cuss someone out&lt;br /&gt;If only I could learn my own way&lt;br /&gt;If only I could find a place to stay&lt;br /&gt;If only I could understand my dreams&lt;br /&gt;If only everything was what is seems&lt;br /&gt;If only I wasn't lost in my mind&lt;br /&gt;If only I could tell my thoughts that time&lt;br /&gt;If only I could learn to live&lt;br /&gt;If only I could&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115339625116992322?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115339625116992322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115339625116992322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115339625116992322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115339625116992322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115338181009786300</id><published>2006-07-20T09:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:11:28.470+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it...</title><content type='html'>What is it about the past that so many study it....That so many crave it...That so many yearn to return to it...Am I guilty of this crave?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Could Travel to the Past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could travel to the past&lt;br /&gt;I would never have gotten with you&lt;br /&gt;I would have never cried endless tears for you&lt;br /&gt;I would have never left my seat&lt;br /&gt;I would have never kissed you&lt;br /&gt;I would have never touched you&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all&lt;br /&gt;I would have never left your side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115338181009786300?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115338181009786300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115338181009786300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115338181009786300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115338181009786300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-it.html' title='What is it...'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115331881603296317</id><published>2006-07-19T16:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:04:22.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If only I could confess to you...If only you knew my true hearts desire...I only you could see that I love you...If only you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life was a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would sing it loudly to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If life was a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would read it in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If life was dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would be sure never to wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If life was never long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would find my soul mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If life gave a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would return it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If life was what it seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115331881603296317?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' 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src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115329184327234201</id><published>2006-07-19T08:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:16:05.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>watever</title><content type='html'>man...if onli i could realli write poems...that would be something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ache I get when you&lt;br /&gt;Aren't around me, the&lt;br /&gt;Feeling I got from you, the&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of missing something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That something was you, my&lt;br /&gt;Love, for your calls aren't&lt;br /&gt;Always enough to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Of how you hug me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emails weren't enough&lt;br /&gt;Nor your text message's either&lt;br /&gt;Because none could touch my&lt;br /&gt;Lips like you could&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115329184327234201?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115329184327234201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115329184327234201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115329184327234201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115329184327234201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/watever.html' title='watever'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115320403195989535</id><published>2006-07-18T08:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T08:27:11.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>drama, love, and lationships</title><content type='html'>something i've figured out...i'm just gonna share it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships don't come put together already. you have to put the tiny pieces in place. at times if might be backbreaking or you feel like all your tears have been cried and you can't go on, but that is what love is. love is making it work. love is staying when the worldd has turned its back to leave. love is explaining when the other half has no clue. love is caring when others don't want to be cared for. love is giving your all unselfishly even when you get nothing in return. love is being ther when people want you to leave. love is not about everybody having a say in your relationship, but it's just you and the other person listening to each other. love just is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115320403195989535?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115320403195989535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115320403195989535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115320403195989535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115320403195989535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/2006/07/drama-love-and-lationships.html' title='drama, love, and lationships'/><author><name>tigergirl08</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13281459405676777276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g89/freakadeakaduck/icons/water.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071538.post-115311713956852492</id><published>2006-07-17T08:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T08:18:59.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet...</title><content type='html'>man...i wanted to post a differnt one, but this will have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Sappy Poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet sappy poems&lt;br /&gt;poems of loves tones&lt;br /&gt;the way of happiness&lt;br /&gt;and of its simple bliss&lt;br /&gt;that's what their about&lt;br /&gt;stuff that makes a person shout&lt;br /&gt;all they are about is&lt;br /&gt;a way to please and forgive&lt;br /&gt;all it is is a feeling&lt;br /&gt;and close to the real dealing&lt;br /&gt;is just in those sweet sappy poems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115311713956852492?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115311713956852492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115311713956852492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115311713956852492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115311713956852492'/><link rel='alternate' 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to&lt;br /&gt;Figure out why I did&lt;br /&gt;That to myself, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Words can't explain&lt;br /&gt;How you felt and they sure&lt;br /&gt;Don't explain what&lt;br /&gt;I'mTrying to say, at the&lt;br /&gt;Moment it may seen odd,&lt;br /&gt;Just forgive me cause&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115286527737560759?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115286527737560759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31071538&amp;postID=115286527737560759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31071538/posts/default/115286527737560759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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if forever were to come&lt;br /&gt;I thought you had changed for the better&lt;br /&gt;  if better was far from scum&lt;br /&gt;I thought you meant what you said&lt;br /&gt;  if everything wasn't a lie&lt;br /&gt;I thought you wanted to wed&lt;br /&gt;  if only we could try&lt;br /&gt;I thought you never wanted to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;  if only the world I desired&lt;br /&gt;I thought what you said I would soon see &lt;br /&gt;  if only in others I had not inquired&lt;br /&gt;I thought for sure we were true&lt;br /&gt;  if only nothing was meant to gain&lt;br /&gt;I thought I loved you&lt;br /&gt;  if only that thought in you was the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31071538-115279743072103592?l=poem-08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poem-08.blogspot.com/feeds/115279743072103592/comments/default' title='Post 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