<?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-7927267897014778613</id><updated>2012-01-25T15:30:30.027+02:00</updated><category term='child'/><category term='poem'/><category term='old'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='night'/><category term='care'/><category term='belong'/><category term='simple'/><category term='fall'/><category term='ideal'/><category term='imagination'/><category term='understanding'/><category term='illusion'/><category term='life'/><category term='falling'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='society'/><category term='pain'/><category term='darkness'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='small things'/><category term='love'/><category term='human'/><category term='innocence'/><title type='text'>the world</title><subtitle type='html'>The word ! Usual and unusual things in life :)Everything connected to feelings:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-6184862614541536896</id><published>2012-01-03T12:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:05:24.487+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideal'/><title type='text'>Magic bond forming tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing in my room’s dim light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching the sky catching a sight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As stars are dancing up there high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing that special someone is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just somewhere far away tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crystal pearls the stars that shine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Across the blueness called skyline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making every little thing purely fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinking of him standing so bright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the peace that’s spread tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beams lighting the sky in harmony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When owls sing a midnight melody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Late night butterflies dancing only.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifting my hand up above to write&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lullabies so he can see them tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slow wind blowing simply around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linking our emotions that are found&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making it all feel like a magic bound.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swinging away with a smile so right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to bed finally happy tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7vPqK3hb2E/TwLSS9iIMjI/AAAAAAAABeo/DwCWW1T_a08/s1600/Spiral_Love_Wallpaper_by_antichange.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7vPqK3hb2E/TwLSS9iIMjI/AAAAAAAABeo/DwCWW1T_a08/s320/Spiral_Love_Wallpaper_by_antichange.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-6184862614541536896?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6184862614541536896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=6184862614541536896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6184862614541536896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6184862614541536896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/magic-bond-forming-tonight.html' title='Magic bond forming tonight'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7vPqK3hb2E/TwLSS9iIMjI/AAAAAAAABeo/DwCWW1T_a08/s72-c/Spiral_Love_Wallpaper_by_antichange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-6304041801981872507</id><published>2011-06-03T21:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:55:21.576+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>true love ( or how i wish to be loved)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Lq4v_hqFvs/Tekt3AFaqvI/AAAAAAAABD8/3RPkTld-dzI/s1600/hug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Lq4v_hqFvs/Tekt3AFaqvI/AAAAAAAABD8/3RPkTld-dzI/s200/hug.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I was there and it was a perfect summer night..just as perfect as i always imagined it to be. I was so happy i could barely walk on the earth i felt like i have wings and i could fly...fly above everything and everyone without letting anything or anyone hurt me anymore. She was right there besides me and i could finally hold her hand. The soft skin on the back of her hand reminded me of a child’s cheek. I was holding her hand gently and nothing else mattered. I knew that i will never have this feeling ever. That no one else could give me this feeling in this entire world. She had that girly smile on her face and it looked like she finally feels happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;We were sitting on the grass, her hand in mine and we were watching the stars. She was looking up at the sky and i was looking at her. She was so beautiful she sparkled in the night just like a star. She was my star. I couldn’t help staring at her, analyzing every little part of her face. Seeing the sweetness and beauty shine on her. She realised i was looking at her..well i was rather staring. She looked at me and asked if everything is okay. I stared back at her, looked deep into her eyes realising i can see the whole world in them, i can see the past, present and what’s more important the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;As the light chilly breeze was playing with her brownish golden hair i could see a reflection of myself in her eyes, a reflection of who i am when she looks at me, the person i always been searching for. I don’t think i ever felt that much love for anyone ever. I didn’t want anything else just stay there holding her hand and admiring her blink from time to time forever. i couldn’t sense the moments stepping into the past, all i could feel was eternity...that i will love her always and forever. I didn’t know how she felt. I’ve been terrified to ask her because that was a dream in the middle of the cruel reality and i didn’t want to wake up ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;By this time she was gazing at the blue velvet sky again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;She lifted up her other hand and showed me the most shinny star...she told me how she’d love to be on it and look down from it and watch the people and countries, watch the sunset and sunrise, the seasons changing, lovers walking, people growing old and children getting born. I watched the enthusiasm on her face as she told me all that and i couldn’t help but smile. Her innocence was precious. It totally charmed me, made me want to be around her and forget the whole cruelty of the world out there. She stopped talking and took some deep breaths from the chilly air around us as she lifted her head up to the sky again. I closed my eyes and smiled with every little piece of my heart. I could feel her slowly laying her head on my shoulder and i put my arms around her. Each of her simple movements was gracious and beautiful. It felt like a miracle. I can still recall the moments when i didn’t open my eyes just enjoyed the way her hair gently touches my face as the wind blows. Every time her hair flew in the wind i could inhale the sweet scent of her perfume. A fragrance i will never forget, mystic, charming yet innocent. Just like her. The delicate odour totally froze me and i had to lay a little closer not to lose track of it. I laid my head on hers and i kissed it. She was in my arms now and i could sense that she was feeling safe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;We stood like that for hours. We didn’t move at all just stood quietly observing the world around us. I was the happiest person alive in that night as i had her near me enjoying the simple fact of having close the angel i loved from all my soul. I sang to her for a little while some slow melody and she snuggled a little closer, eventually she fell asleep in my arms. I couldn’t stop guarding her sleep. She looked amazingly peaceful in my arms like she always belonged there. I stood awake all night long holding her like a child holds their most precious toy or teddy. With grace and care not to broke her or hurt her. The sun started shining across the landscape with gorgeous reddish orange lines when she opened her eyes and looked at me, she seemed surprised of me still keeping her close. She kissed my cheek and we watched the sunrise together. The emotional closeness and harmony i felt with her was unrealistic and it made me feel like i’m dreaming and will wake up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZuxKCx0VxE/TekuCv1so8I/AAAAAAAABEA/A58llHYM2Ms/s1600/happiness_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZuxKCx0VxE/TekuCv1so8I/AAAAAAAABEA/A58llHYM2Ms/s320/happiness_4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-6304041801981872507?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6304041801981872507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=6304041801981872507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6304041801981872507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6304041801981872507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/true-love-or-how-i-wish-to-be-loved.html' title='true love ( or how i wish to be loved)'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Lq4v_hqFvs/Tekt3AFaqvI/AAAAAAAABD8/3RPkTld-dzI/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-7054535501375638601</id><published>2011-04-09T00:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:45:37.053+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>Think of me and I'll be fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/marity97/Stars_in_Love_by_pincel3d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://www.freewebs.com/marity97/Stars_in_Love_by_pincel3d.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the morning brings new ray&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you open your eyes for a new day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you hear the nature’s voice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And to answer is your preferred choice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you get lost in the beauty land&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And when you hold happiness by hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When fragrance fondles your scent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As red flowers swing your way absent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the magic seems to vanish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and all skies start to turn to greyish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When raindrops flood your cheeks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While with sadness your soul speaks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When all those clouds have drifted &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And by daydreams your mood is lifted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the warm air hits your face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As the breeze holds you in embrace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the sun is setting down again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you replace with joy your pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the colours make you blind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By beams that you seem not to mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; tab-stops: 177.2pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; tab-stops: 177.2pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you look tonight at the stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At those gorgeous lonely sparks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the moonlight guides you by&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On your perfect journey while you fly &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you walk in the lovely light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Distance gathers in your eyes so right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you dream with butterflies &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And wander on the wings of times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think of me and I’ll be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-7054535501375638601?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7054535501375638601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=7054535501375638601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/7054535501375638601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/7054535501375638601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/think-of-me-and-ill-be-fine.html' title='Think of me and I&apos;ll be fine'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-332583974621167272</id><published>2011-02-20T23:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:16:08.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>You ( an old poem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 180.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Being my daylight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Shining for me instead of my star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Loving me at night and dawn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;You are the one and only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Comforting me when night is unkind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Waking me with newborn light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Showing way and guiding bright:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;You are the one and only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Waiting for the time to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Listening when all is said and done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Smiling just for having fun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;You are the one and only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Holding me close when i so feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Wiping my tears me when i so need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;Now that is confirmed and official:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;You are the one and only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVxLjhT-XDY/TWGDxf22yJI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bsxlOSVGVAg/s1600/996816ebjxo3w37t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVxLjhT-XDY/TWGDxf22yJI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bsxlOSVGVAg/s320/996816ebjxo3w37t.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c0504d; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-332583974621167272?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/332583974621167272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=332583974621167272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/332583974621167272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/332583974621167272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-old-poem.html' title='You ( an old poem)'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVxLjhT-XDY/TWGDxf22yJI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bsxlOSVGVAg/s72-c/996816ebjxo3w37t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-704942280282051994</id><published>2011-01-18T00:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T00:05:18.505+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darkness'/><title type='text'>In the dead of the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;I’m walking on the edge of this slippery road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;All that follows me is a shadow that is odd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;In the dead of the night when the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Is plain and true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Crystal and blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;I’m holding my head down and make no sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Silently letting my tears to touch the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;In the dead of the night when the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Is falling and washing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;My cheeks of crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;I embrace the darkness that surrounds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;There’s nothing more that’s left to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;In the dead of the night when the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Is being blurred, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Far and truly blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;I lift my hands up while I start to helplessly run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;From the pristine sanity of this darkling fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;In the dead of the night when the echo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Is strangely vivid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Scary and torrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;I’m giving up on the longing to be save right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;As dark’s ebony fluid is poisoning my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;In the dead of the night when miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Is slowly at dying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Has lost its shine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TTS89dilzCI/AAAAAAAAA14/m00pGB5udas/s1600/1236603059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TTS89dilzCI/AAAAAAAAA14/m00pGB5udas/s320/1236603059.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-704942280282051994?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/704942280282051994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=704942280282051994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/704942280282051994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/704942280282051994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-dead-of-night.html' title='In the dead of the night'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TTS89dilzCI/AAAAAAAAA14/m00pGB5udas/s72-c/1236603059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-5206791817427205353</id><published>2010-12-18T19:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T19:44:45.330+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Heartfelt Chirsmtas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Throughout the month of December the world is trying to be better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Waiting for something special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;led by candle lights to come near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;For the delightful one and only Christmas each and every year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;When souls are filled with joy and warmth of love, there is no fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Crystal snowflakes fall forming a flossy blanket on the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Cheesy Christmas songs and cinnamon scent is spread all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;People are rushing on the streets with gift bags crossing the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Children are making snow angels that are easy to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Lights and decorations are fitted on the buildings in our hometown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Orange and pine flavour encounters us at home when we sit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Our Christmas trees are shining in the houses from night till dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;No wonder we can celebrate almost now ...let’s begin the countdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Then we open up our hearts for the magic of Christmas to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;As puddings, cakes and cookies are combined with love to create some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Atmosphere that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;is truly blessed, precious and far from worrisome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Everyone seems ready for a new true Christmas eve to welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;If only for one day wrapped around people’s soul is real affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;The world is celebrating, in hearts Christmas records are put on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;People sharing gifts, dinners, prayers showing great appreciation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;No one should be on their own celebrating love, care and attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TQzyoM77wGI/AAAAAAAAAx4/rDK_-XWHmpc/s1600/93988495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TQzyoM77wGI/AAAAAAAAAx4/rDK_-XWHmpc/s320/93988495.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-5206791817427205353?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5206791817427205353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=5206791817427205353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5206791817427205353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5206791817427205353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/heartfelt-chirsmtas.html' title='Heartfelt Chirsmtas'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TQzyoM77wGI/AAAAAAAAAx4/rDK_-XWHmpc/s72-c/93988495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-2530560287486373763</id><published>2010-11-24T00:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T00:49:17.205+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>What is right...?  (How to love him)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spending quality time gazing at the sky..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoping that special someone is just fine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miles away unablae to touch or even smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holding him close deep inside my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only place where i can finally find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some kind of inner peace instead of cry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is my everything my sky and my star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing can change that ...no time apart!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filling the void that’s in my heart with his&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Care... spreading those healing magical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words that are oh way too hard to find.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unexplainably special is all he ever was!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afraid to lose him after opening hearts up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scared he might get hurt and I won’t be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There or able to make a difference in his life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At least protect him from all the painful scars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide him away from the wrong that is around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make him feel again the beauty of the blithe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncertainty is all that’s found in me now: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who am I to really know what’s so right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I’m selfish enough to screw it up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To turn the wrong to worse to find:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That all I dreamt of and fought for had just &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply fell apart in the middle of the night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TOxE1NU2WzI/AAAAAAAAAxo/N5iXpDhy8NA/s1600/anime-crying-tears-hug-what-makes-japanese-cry_00001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Far away at the edge of the horizon &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;The beauty of the dawn puts show on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Filling this soul of mine with affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Can this be an all time permanent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;affirmation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Blinding sunlight feeds my deepest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Melancholic sound to tear me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Distant yet calling me...sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Is this supposed to be some kind of torturing art?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Warm late breeze touching my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;My heart skips a beat my lungs gasp for air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Reminisce of love is suppressed by despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;How can possibly a magical life like this be so unfair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Pinkish orange sky leads me eager &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Blithe and gloom to guide together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;My angels fight my demons for better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;this slight chance of change even matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Silver blanket and evening melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Makes our souls dance without a body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Embraces me gently...so true and godly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;IF this feels so perfect why isn’t here anybody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Enchanting moonlight gives me life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;You and me spinning to the star's fife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Charming memory just like a real knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Do you truly think this is just an endless strife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;In the dark of the this ebony night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I call out for some new born light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;For a ray of sparkle to show me sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Is there a solution for this painful inner fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I look around, wonder and start to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;No one is ever here except to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Lonely and lost...seems like there is no we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Why won't this miserable ache for once just let me be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Feeling all the hurt that lays inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;When pure solitude and love collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Two opposites which stay right beside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Will there ever be something like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;winning side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TNGiA-3KjFI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yclIC2MMZoM/s1600/Love_Wallpaper3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TNGiA-3KjFI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yclIC2MMZoM/s320/Love_Wallpaper3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-5555518754329263679?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5555518754329263679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=5555518754329263679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5555518754329263679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5555518754329263679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/walk-along-dayinner-song.html' title='Walk along the day...inner song'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TNGiA-3KjFI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yclIC2MMZoM/s72-c/Love_Wallpaper3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4890362527709155321</id><published>2010-10-18T20:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:45:26.467+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Uncertainity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Gloomy, hurting sight within the depth of my feelings and trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;When love that’s felt and cherished it turns to dust&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;And my concealing cry tortures me and tears me simply apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;So trembling and gracious like it seems some kind of art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Love inside feels to be remains of all that’s left and lost its shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;They might falter...and so what cause they are nothing but all mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Also my misery shows that the impression of truth is just unkind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;And the magic is present and the beauty makes me taste the blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I keep hiding from the voice that is my shattered broken heart’s,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;When my soul is yearning more to release emotions of all kinds .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Deep inside I wish to make you hear everything through heart unsaid... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;With all the flowing crystal pearls on my cheek that keep me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TLyHjGKQwiI/AAAAAAAAAxA/AhZDiw1l5oY/s1600/dfdf.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TLyHjGKQwiI/AAAAAAAAAxA/AhZDiw1l5oY/s200/dfdf.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4890362527709155321?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4890362527709155321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4890362527709155321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4890362527709155321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4890362527709155321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/uncertainity.html' title='Uncertainity'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TLyHjGKQwiI/AAAAAAAAAxA/AhZDiw1l5oY/s72-c/dfdf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4645085308233856805</id><published>2010-10-18T20:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:48:33.626+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>If only</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only I had the power to turn the wrong to right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only i could hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only my love would have been enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only this world was not so tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only your heart was able to give you a sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only you could still meet mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only you would care to change your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only i could leave it all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only my dreams would conquer you in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only i could ever see your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only i had wings to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only you could hear my cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only you would say i love you one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only i could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;your one and only perfect one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only it would still be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;If only it could have never fell apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TLyF5CdNuCI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_whf8GPP0-Y/s1600/6a0120a4cbac3d970b0120a5ea961e970b-800wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TLyF5CdNuCI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_whf8GPP0-Y/s200/6a0120a4cbac3d970b0120a5ea961e970b-800wi.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4645085308233856805?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4645085308233856805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4645085308233856805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4645085308233856805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4645085308233856805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-only.html' title='If only'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TLyF5CdNuCI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_whf8GPP0-Y/s72-c/6a0120a4cbac3d970b0120a5ea961e970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-2842994807431999829</id><published>2010-09-29T22:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:22:42.873+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TKORaTQMAVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-XLaI0C54mo/s1600/4167510641_946f53e387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TKORaTQMAVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-XLaI0C54mo/s320/4167510641_946f53e387.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TKOQ904UMHI/AAAAAAAAAww/ghl4AyoAkqo/s1600/angel-clasped-hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;So there you are again..with all the things you wanted still flying away in front of your eyes. You've got a pay a high price for everything..though even if you pay a high price you never really get anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Tears might make your eyes misty but you can still see clearly what exactly is inside of that thing called soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;You wish you could scream, you wish you could shout, yell..or maybe just throw up so all the baggage you feel inside can be thrown out from your body.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;But it's not like you could get rid of it that easily..it's not like you can cut the bound. The affinity with pain was a treaty you signed long ago, it's like hotel california, you can never leave..unless..you gather strength and choose death. And after all you've been through i can understand how much you want it to happen, how much you wait for that making "everything easier" thing to just kick in..but you are weak enough to just waste away alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Let me tell you who you are ..you feel lost in the depth of your inner world...no one knows what is torturing you inside..you longed for small things..small things for the material world and huge ones for the world of the heart. You've never got them..why would you? You should see that your silver marked path was always made especially for you with round abouts of good things. You knew the beauty existed but you never ever got the chance to touch it cause you were supposed to go round and round in the same sparkling misery. And yet you tried to touch and touch the center of the spot and get beauty, but it all vanished away too soon, and it burned you like the read fire flames.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You don't have those little miracles now either..You were so naive and so innocent..I loved laughing at you when you said that things can only get better after all you've been through..I was having so much fun while you realised that things are getting worse and worse. But now you kind of took away my fun..you now see that it can always get worse and you just expect it patiently and acceptingly to happen.You don't have those flourishing hopes anymore..I loved when they were taken away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;You wonder if you asked for too much..if you wanted something special. Well everything you wanted seemed to be so pure, so true..simple things like love, care, affection, hugs..those things which never existed for you. Now you struggle to find out if they are too much to ask for? Apparently your penalty for life is loneliness and living a gorgeous lonely life. &amp;nbsp;And yes you always have to send alone..you wonder why? come on don't be pathetic..it's you after all..who said you deserve any good in life? Yes you craved so much for this, but after all craving is just selfish..right? What did you do wrong? Ironic..nothing..but it's not the point..you have to face this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You keep complaining about the people around you..that they grew you up and never showed any care or affection..oh God do you listen to yourself..you could cry two thousands of rivers and people would still pass you by. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;And yeah last time i saw you having hug was when you hugged someone months ago holding a paper on which it was written free hugs. And yeah i saw your tears then..cause maybe for a slight second you stopped going around you felt care..How strange is my dear to hug a stranger and start crying of being cared for ..if even just for a fraction of a second?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Oh yeah my sweetheart..people come and go, they take advantage and leave, they might even consider you funny for being there..but that's life and yeah I saw that's one thing you're willing to accept..but you still crave for one single person to be there for you, to be interested in the damages you've done, in how and even who you really are? You think that will ever happen? Cause if yes i might get some fun again just as last time..it was hilarious to see you unable to breath and with a different kind of pain inside. Wow..you actually payed such a high price for all the time you left me.. but yeah you are all mine now..so keep silent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I love your room ..so cold and so dark..it suits your soul so perfectly..darkness of emotional pain, and struggle inside. What a perfect combination for tonight. So welcome home my only one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;You're always truly friend Loneliness&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-2842994807431999829?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2842994807431999829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=2842994807431999829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2842994807431999829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2842994807431999829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TKORaTQMAVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-XLaI0C54mo/s72-c/4167510641_946f53e387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-2442331332245043276</id><published>2010-08-24T16:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:05:16.755+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Dreaming of the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Gazing through the deep dark night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Peaceful, serene and blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Walking on from star to star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Glancing at each glimpse of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Wonderful and magical sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Wandering soft for life to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Staring on at velvet skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Sparkling flashes before your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Dancing round and only round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Blinking smile to the scene around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Lifted up by awesome bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Running gorgeous high for ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Holding on to what was found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #548dd4; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Touch of reminiscence on every flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://k12online.wikispaces.com/file/view/WhenNightFalls.jpg/30185118/WhenNightFalls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://k12online.wikispaces.com/file/view/WhenNightFalls.jpg/30185118/WhenNightFalls.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Flying on from night to dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-2442331332245043276?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2442331332245043276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=2442331332245043276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2442331332245043276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2442331332245043276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/dreaming-of-night.html' title='Dreaming of the night'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4512101796962132821</id><published>2010-08-24T15:52:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:07:56.519+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>On the wings of imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Far away in a magic light Leaving behind sound and sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Close your eyes let me guide Follow me in the melody of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Spread your wings… and learn to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;On angels loving side In a place so pure and right&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wandering from dark to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;lovely height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Glancing at each glimpse of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Please… spread your wings out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dwell in lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;frame of mind let yourself lose track of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Find yourself in my own heart Leave your misery all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Spread your wings… I hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love me now true and blind break away from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;grief inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Let touch of love close to heart The only art that takes you high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;And you spread your wings… and finally fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #c00000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/THPAP_qbyqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/I7Rxavuje04/s1600/162773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/THPAP_qbyqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/I7Rxavuje04/s200/162773.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4512101796962132821?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4512101796962132821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4512101796962132821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4512101796962132821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4512101796962132821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-wings-of-imagination.html' title='On the wings of imagination'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/THPAP_qbyqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/I7Rxavuje04/s72-c/162773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4275460936311398185</id><published>2010-06-05T23:48:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:39:55.689+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Fall to wonderland with fairies on your side</title><content type='html'>Look and gaze at the gorgeous sky&lt;br /&gt;Silent tension leave you by&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love may guide&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly on your way to fly &lt;br /&gt;Fall to wonderland with fairies on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the day has been unkind&lt;br /&gt;Dreams to colour all your mind&lt;br /&gt;Listening to this clear vivid night&lt;br /&gt;Wondrous yet true and blind&lt;br /&gt;Fall to wonderland with fairies on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your lucid weary eyes&lt;br /&gt;Wandering to a lovely gorgeous sight&lt;br /&gt;May solace guard your glimpse tonight&lt;br /&gt;Mingling under velvet skies&lt;br /&gt;Fall to wonderland with fairies on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay your head in sweet dream's lap&lt;br /&gt;Sleep my little child&lt;br /&gt;May my wish just conquer you&lt;br /&gt;Right before you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Fall to wonderland with fairies on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TAq4nYDuCYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lSoIvShQ2rU/s1600/413068702_6ad24b7196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TAq4nYDuCYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lSoIvShQ2rU/s320/413068702_6ad24b7196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4275460936311398185?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4275460936311398185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4275460936311398185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4275460936311398185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4275460936311398185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/fall-to-wonderland-with-fairies-on-your.html' title='Fall to wonderland with fairies on your side'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/TAq4nYDuCYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lSoIvShQ2rU/s72-c/413068702_6ad24b7196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-5174863219983469699</id><published>2010-04-01T22:47:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:33:14.466+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>Ode to pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh passionate pain take me away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strangle me in your glamorous way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my soul in your grace it vanishes anyway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lead me, I know you won't betray&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh passionate pain take me away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laugh at my face when I start to get pale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurt me I know you want to play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lead me wrong in this new born day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh passionate pain take me away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twist me around push me to the edge of fail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make me crumble and astray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lead me till I loose all my faith . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh passionate pain take me away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrap me till I’m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;numb and plain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can see my blood on your nails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lead me, I start to feel how it was again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh passionate pain take me away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love me more and leave me less &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life with lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lead me, take me, make me flyaway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This poem is about wanting to feel something..because the worst is when you don't feel anything..you even take pain..just to be able to FEEL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S7T3VGzi1OI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XZ5I3u_27qE/s1600/5003_99686339090_78001554090_2197016_332569_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S7T3VGzi1OI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XZ5I3u_27qE/s400/5003_99686339090_78001554090_2197016_332569_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-5174863219983469699?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5174863219983469699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=5174863219983469699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5174863219983469699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5174863219983469699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/ode-to-pain.html' title='Ode to pain'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S7T3VGzi1OI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XZ5I3u_27qE/s72-c/5003_99686339090_78001554090_2197016_332569_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-3578740035129691637</id><published>2010-02-20T22:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:20:13.139+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Slow death of your hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m279/LouisianaL/fairy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m279/LouisianaL/fairy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s so easy for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to break down. Maybe easier than ever. It’s something special yet so heart breaking. Flowing like a river in your&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;veins the pain just tortures you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wasting all the moments you live wondering of bittersweet memories, looking for insecure future. Not giving a damn about the present yet having to face all it’s emotions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You wish for a saviour..but you have to admit that saviours do not exist. Nor do miracles. And It’s even harder to go on without having small illusions as hopes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don’t make any sense..you don’t make sense to yourself, how could you make sense to anyone else? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All alone in the nothingness inside, you can’t get out of the misery. You feel like you can’t take the tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; anymore. You want just a little help. But you can’t ask for it. You face everything alone trying too hide or run away from the glittering tears, from the dark paths of loneliness, from the outstanding beauty of fears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got to a point. Everything bothers you and everything scares you. You find it hard to go out on the street, you’re afraid of tomorrow’s happenings and mostly of the broken dreams you may try to chase.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re world is built up of illusions. And yet you can’t and you don’t even want to stop following them. You’re waiting for a heavenly help..instead you get damn disappointments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You just want to escape, have a loving arm around you. No you’re not looking for anything special. Just for the feeling of being loved and safe. Which can be so far from you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want to wander alone on the dark streets at night. To let your tears out as the stars shine on your cracked face. The Moon guides you and the stars comfort you. Without a sound they give you some peace. Maybe just because human power or human emotions can’t harm them. They are safe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You wish you could stay on one of them. Looking down from above watching the never ending play in front of your eyes. Rushing people, led by emotions, instincts , false believes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only way out which you see is hiding yourself or running away. You wish you jumped on the first train and went as far as possible from this pain, from the stunning brightness of your inner damage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you never did , and you’re not at all patient . You want this to end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one understands you, and there is no one to whom to turn to. Nothing is possible but everything can get broken in seconds of time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wondering why you can control your life is so depressing. Depressing thoughts, emotions, feelings, dreams...and nothing certain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want to feel love, pure and innocent love. The care and the affection. That someone wants you. Someone is close to you whenever you need. You want to be selfish and finally get someone who actually gives a damn about you and it’s willing to finally pass out from the row of those who just take advantage of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pain can be so easy. Breaking down easier. Pain is like a drug. Is its way of being. It guides you all the way through. Makes you want more of it. Wants you have more tears. Makes you human. And actually you feel like belonging near pain. There is no other way. You just feel thankful for having a place in life. Pain is your all time friend. Brought you a lot more friends...such as loneliness, depression, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insecurity, fears, anxiety and so on. All of a baggage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your confusion is so hard to take. Crawling in the middle of nowhere...looking at streets, places like you never saw them..actually you saw them thousands of times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone should save you my dear. You don’t stop praying yet you get no answer. You just want to finally experience how is to have as your friend Happiness...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears and tears running but how much time do they have ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-3578740035129691637?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3578740035129691637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=3578740035129691637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3578740035129691637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3578740035129691637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow-death-of-your-hopes.html' title='Slow death of your hopes'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-798771911099502086</id><published>2009-12-20T23:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:05:32.696+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belong'/><title type='text'>The art of not belonging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Sy6RSvavKpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9lY05beWGqQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+sad+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Sy6RSvavKpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9lY05beWGqQ/s320/Copy+of+sad+girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;It's already a pleasure the&amp;nbsp; experience of not belonging at all. How is that possible? Actually quite simple, you just don't fit. And yet everyone feels it but no one talks about it, if not they don't talk about the contrary of it either. You're alone, that was know till now as well, but the fact that your place in this world is not given was a mistery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;But today,now and forever I'll enlighten you about the fact, you have no place. No place near no human being, no place in a friendship, no place in a family, no place in a community, no place in a county, country, society. You don't belong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why would you? Or how could you? You're a loner, you know the perfection of falling down, you know the beauty of sadness, the pain of the rising sun, and actually all the missery connected to your gorgeous lonely life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;You wake up alone to see the wide light which hurts deep inside while all you want to do is to hide under your blanket. But your bed hates you, and throws you down. You crawl in the narrow streets of your vivid thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;How can someone belong with so many fears deep inside? Struggling with the words, ideas, steps.You live your life with so much fear. You are afraid to tell your own opinion and you're afraid to see your friends while you love them. The art of not belonging taught you how to keep yourself away from everyone. Just saying 'they are all better off without me'. Maybe because your afraid of them missunderstandig you, or maybe you just feel like you drag them down with yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;No one will notice that you need a helping hand, no one will care, no one will give attention, no one will love. Simply because you do not fit in. You can't fit in anywhere. You may chase your precious dream of running away, mostly from your problems but why would that make any difference? You won't belong.. neither here, nor in an other country. You won't be understood. You can't control it. You're just charged to live your life as a one type- spice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Tears and tears over and over again till you find your great peace in sleep. But you always wake up to the nightmare. Life changed its style. It tortures you day time and leaves you with beauty dreams nightly. Does that mean anything? Anyways you don't make sense. If you count well you probably have a lot more psychological illnesses then you think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Breaking down is always the easiest way. It's a real shame, but it's cool. You wonder if it makes any sense to change or to try? For whom or for what? No one would loose sleep if you won't be here tomorrow. They'd just loose some fights which they held with you. Big loss anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;You hate this world. You hate everything and everyone. You're screaming inside, screaming at your best friend, confessing love to a guy who won't ever feel anything for you, crying to yourself. Because you can't belong and this tore you awesomely apart. You want to be part of something, important for someone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;You never wanted fame, never wanted popularity nor sameness. But now all your wish is to be just as everyone else. You want true love, you want friends, you want discussions, you want family, you want care, hope, help, You want to talk freely without thinking what others think. Just to be a simple person who DOES belong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why is that important? Well try for just a few days how is when you struggle when being around people, try crying every day, try to hate the sunset, try to feel down when you suppose to have fun, try to hide deep inside all that's inside of you, try to be lonely. And i bet you understand what i might try to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Pictures roll in front of you. Circles around your eyes. Hurts, it hurts all your eyes, because the make up which you put on just flew into your eyes when the tears started running. The emotions vanish away. Your pain is just the same. You're tired. tired of all the hurt inside. Yet you can't tell anyone. Maybe you don't even understand yourself. You're confused. You feel so lost and empty . How could you belong ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-798771911099502086?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/798771911099502086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=798771911099502086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/798771911099502086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/798771911099502086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-of-not-belonging.html' title='The art of not belonging'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Sy6RSvavKpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9lY05beWGqQ/s72-c/Copy+of+sad+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-243965405690210530</id><published>2009-10-11T22:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:03:49.408+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling Illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/StI0EgbAwPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2j8ie0RLA10/s1600-h/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/StI0EgbAwPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2j8ie0RLA10/s320/love.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fantasy, the loving art of crippled images which show up to be illusions of everyday life. Starts as a thought and turns to be a tearjerking, soul killing movie. And yet everything is the same. You don't move, you don't say, you only live it and feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;And slowly these emotion rays try to shine across your life. You start&amp;nbsp; the fantasy, you turn on the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Suddenly the crimson pain vanishes away in his crystal blue eyes. The perfection of beauty standing right before you. This perfection reflects out from the home of his personality; from his heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;You can't help the feeling, you need it. It get's almost unberable to just look at his gentle presence. Suddenly you want his hands on your shoulders. The moment when he touches you gets into history. A shaking memory. Your skin is filled with blood, your breath stops for a second and you get in an euphoric state, just staying unmoved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;As he steps closer, your frozen blood seems to blow up your veins, runs like a hot flow in them. You want more, you get more. He comes really close, stays as human perfection, as angel of love right in front of you. The sparkling eyes stare deep into your windows of loneliness. His breath spreads peace all over you. His scent lovely touches your nose, the magic of the fragrance is misterious. You feel like on an other world. You are no longer yourself. You are lead by the warming way of your emotions. His voice...he whispers some lightly amazing words. As is flows in your ears it seems like a slow heavy metal song. It leads you, leads you closer, right in his caring and safe hug. that's such an amazing moment. You totally turn to be vulnerable, you loose control. He knows you, by just touching you feels how small, how innocent and loveless sweet girl you are. Without asking for permission, without talking, he uses the language of the heart. You just put your head on his shoulder, you can hear the clinging sound of your crashing crystal earring. That moment is purity, that moment is fragile. As you feel him close enough, you grab him with both your hands and just start raining. The warm, salty tears run down on your child scared face like diamonds.He feels the harmony between the two of you. darkness falls on the two of you when electricity wents out. The light of the Moon shines on your faces. The water bubble shines as crashing to his back from your face. You feel blessed and loved truly. Not wanted for sex, not taken advantage of. He gently moves your hand down from his back. Takes them in his soft palm. Your fingers cross his. You start to smile, your eyes show a deep path. He stares deep into them as he did before. Put on of your hands on his hip, then slowly moves his hand in your hair. Your soft, curly hair wawes to your shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;In silent tension your waiting for his next miracle. This chain of patient and love is what heals your open sore: loneliness. He walks away a little. You feel desperate, like you'd loose him forever. He takes a CD. Turns on the song: Skillet: Whispers in the dark.&amp;nbsp; You feel like loosing track. He comes back with secure small steps. Kisses you, easily, teaching and calm. You feel so nervous, the butterflies from your stomach want to fly out. You really fall into his safe arms. The gentle touches, the warm hugs, the melodic voice, the caring heart is almost unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Whispers lead your moves. darkness still surrounds you, the music entertains your soul. He sees how sleepy you are. Takes you close to the sofa, without asking : you lay down, put your head on the puffy soft pillow. he kisses your head, touches your neck, starts to move his hands down on your pale skin. You slowly fall asleep, when you're almost asleep he turns off the laptop, puts on you the blancket and looks at his innocent sleeping angel. He can't get out of the magic of the view. Guards his angel's sleep all night making sure she's loved and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Too bad you still wonder where he's emotions, actions and face vanished away. Reality took him from you, and now you feel like loosing part of your soul. You're again alone, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Each daydream, each illusion, each scent, each melodic sound of your images kill you a little abd a little inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-243965405690210530?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/243965405690210530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=243965405690210530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/243965405690210530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/243965405690210530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/smiling-illusions.html' title='Smiling Illusions'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/StI0EgbAwPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2j8ie0RLA10/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-443834687998185465</id><published>2009-09-14T20:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:16:56.985+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innocence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><title type='text'>Innocence of breaking down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Sq6FboGreGI/AAAAAAAAAII/4nTOV3zH05k/s1600-h/LonelyFairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Sq6FboGreGI/AAAAAAAAAII/4nTOV3zH05k/s200/LonelyFairy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381385314422716514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dear, I see you stading all alone in the middle of a huge crowd. They all look at you, but neither of them is able to support you for more then 5 minutes. After listening to your painful tears they leave in hurry. Maybe because of this hetic lifestyle, but most probably because they think you are wothless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just pas away. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You're crying, you're  a small child who lost her momy, and misses her a lot. You're all alone and no one loves you. You're so small, they are so huge besides you, then go on and on around you each day. Circles never end. You just stay there...wondering will even anyone help you, will someone take you home? Will someone give you your lost happiness. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Well the sky turns grey, then darkness falls around you, no matter how the weather is, no matter if the birds sing or not, no matter if people buy newspapers you still stay the same. And you're missery only incrases all around you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;After a while you realize that momy never was there for you. You never had a hug , a heart to heart talk. Never had anyone on your side. So that's how you know what responsability is and how to be mature, too mature for your age when others are holding their teddis, find their kinder garden sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Everything turn to grey when you look trough your tears. People around you.. they all pass away, hurry for something, loose all dreams, loose their lifes, become trendy and that's how they become as all the others around them. Without any care for others. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could someone give you back your little teddy, could someone just hug you for once, just to feel loved and feel that life can be better, cause you're not alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A siimple hug instead of judgement, aa simple kiss on your cheeks instead of making you loose all self confidence. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You're so insecure, feeling insignificant, and still hoping.. for a better tomorrow which shall never show up. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child you shall go to sleep by now, let the cold of night weep away all your tears, let you seem like a perfect, lovely sleeping angel.  Let the pain turn to blessing trough your dreams. 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But you can't help it. This place started to be your hiding place from the depression around you, from the things people feel. You wanted to make them see the advices you give, now it turned to be hell's gate. And again you come to spread your sparkling pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castel you built up, so easily, so full of hope, with pure passion now is falling appart. Easily but really quickly. And leaves your heart an open sore. And you love to watch that picture. The picture of the fading life. The picture of your own deep unclearness.&lt;br /&gt;The castel used to be a place where you belongt. That's past of course. Now you're all down , deep digged in the path of darkness. And for everyone's strange eyes you seem to enjoy it like hell. You enjoy every moment of pure sanity, of perfect pain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain as always just runs trough your vains. You slowly try to do everything to wash away your thoughts. They seem far from your head. now you don't want to change miracously all your life. You get selfish deep down and you just want to kill your heart even more. If we talk about pain.. let it be just wonderful, crimson and passionate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like self harm. And as long as you feel deadly afraid of cutting, hurting or suicide you just make you fall to pieces. These pieces will only be put together when the sun is going to burn again. So equal to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Music is playing in your mind on and on... each song you hear kind of kills a little part of you. Some for not having something , others for having it. Deep inside your wounded heart. Emotionally attached to pain. What a pleasure. To make all darkness come around and collect all your fears. To wipe away all your blood. To make you see the falling.  You only love to make yourself feel all the misery. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When you start to feel the effect you feel horrible.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The effect is amazing. You’re in affinity with the dark, mysterious loneliness. With the master of hurts, the PAIN. Oh, now you feel like killing everything around even more. And you can do it. Cause no one can see you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No one ever cares. So why would things be different ever. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You feel like enjoying your own torture. Now that you harmed your life so hard you feel proud. Sad but true, cause there is nothing you could be proud of.You can’t stop the hurt. Like blood is running trough all your body, from the fingers to the toes. The warm crystal tears run down again. OH, how you love them. The salty taste of them, the clear which they bring by washing away all the fog from your eyes. The deep nothingness along you. The lonely life painted with broken hearts. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And you’re all alone. As always. And even if you feel like this, you still need a way out. But you don’t speak out. You just leave it that way. You just want it all to end. You got fed up. And I see, I see your heart, soul, and pain. And you feel like screaming, and tears come to your eyes cause you can’t get out a sound. You suffer all alone in the silence my angel. The angel of purity and innocence who fallen in mud. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;If anyone could come and wash away your pain. If they could clear all your sins away ... they’d make you perfect and beautiful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Candles burn slowly, they are waiting for you to kill them. But you still stay there and silently die near them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a way i understand why you kill yourself so much inside. I understand how is to make yourself bleed in order to feel something. To feel so down, under the hell’s gates just not to feel numb.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’re afraid of loosing yourself. Darling wake up from the nightmare. You already did loose yourself. Please say you can do it. But you just hang there all alone... dieing.. and you don’t feel like ever waking up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-889127407521475140?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/889127407521475140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=889127407521475140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/889127407521475140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/889127407521475140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-for-some-peace.html' title='Looking for some peace'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SoxJvLFi8_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/qYAWz1ng7KA/s72-c/Lost_angel_02_by_protogeny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4534339234396058501</id><published>2009-07-21T21:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:40:53.726+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>Shrivelling Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SmYLiUssyDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LJxFKxAKMzk/s1600-h/goth_love--large-msg-118399601172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Totally opposite of the passionate warm almost burning pain you feel. How can two so deep things be so different from each other. You say it’s unfair. Darling you are right. This life , which is painted by watercolours and was washed away. And still remained around you the darkness of your soul. The black of the darkness surrounded the lights and now swallowed them all. Of course , you wonder how was that possible. You seem to get even more confused. You know what, that’s the point of it. Explaining something which should help, just makes you even more fallen in the land of nowhere. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But let’s see forward. Let’s draw the lines of the shining pain of your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You look in the mirror. What you see it’s damn scary. A ghost with broken soul. And sadly no matter how hard you try you still couldn’t learn to fly with your golden broken wings. And you struggle , struggle with each memory lane, with each subconscious thought . Your mind is driving you crazy. You can’t step out of the world of your depressing mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You slowly start to hear a melody , calming sound from far. But it’s like an endless circle. It starts over and over again. The calming sound as you wait turns to loud bothering drum beating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, believe it or not, that’s your cold blood’s sound while beating in you half dead , half alive heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The beating gets louder and louder, your heart is so beating so hard that it almost jumps out of your chest. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You can hardly breath. Again, this bright night is different then the others, but you can’t help feeling like this. You fall even more down each time you try to catch my hand. I shout your name, and get no answer. Just a matter of time till I hear your tearjearking scream. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You really are falling and you can’t reduce speed. I finally hear as your heavy dark tears hit the ground. It’s so scary to see you that way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You probably wonder what I think now. But to be honest I know everything. I see and feel what you feel, I hear your thoughts in my ears, my head is blowing up from just looking at you. And you , you’re still alive having all those breathtaking memories, outstanding cries. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You can’t see me, I’m your guardian angle’s soul’s shadow. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I collect your tears , turn them to diamonds, and keep them for the day when I can sell them and buy happiness of their price. I’m so sober when I see you this way, but I fly around you, I keep you in my wings. If you fall down I’ll always stay on the edge of your heart telling you there is still life, even when the dark smoke is going down on you. He sent me to protect you, and I shall never give up on you. I love you. You’re my shrivelling flower and i’m going to turn you to my crimson clothed rose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4534339234396058501?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4534339234396058501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4534339234396058501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4534339234396058501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4534339234396058501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/shrivelling-rose.html' title='Shrivelling Rose'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SmYLiUssyDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LJxFKxAKMzk/s72-c/goth_love--large-msg-118399601172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-8561895489266330879</id><published>2009-06-06T21:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:43:45.957+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some lyric quotes i love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Siq4Y5Ci9RI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BDDH_wddWLQ/s1600-h/after_dark_moon_guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Siq4Y5Ci9RI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BDDH_wddWLQ/s200/after_dark_moon_guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344286645596386578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'When all we see is misery Will you still believe in me ?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- Hammerfall -Dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Dreams are my saviors, save me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Cos I know I'm falling'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Bullet For My Valentine- Road to Nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'There is more that meets the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I see the soul that is inside'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Avril Lavigne-Sk8ter Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Candles burn slowly, Flame shines so brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Light in the darkness, Save me from madness again'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Bullet For My Vallentine-Road to Nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'You feel so lonely and ragged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You lay here broken and naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My love is just waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To clothe you in crimson roses'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Skillet- Whispers in the Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'If you give me your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll help you hold on'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Skillet- Last Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'This is the last night you'll spend alone ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;look me in the eyes so I know you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm everywhere you want me to be'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Skillet- Last Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Strange how mind changes time and time again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Things once important now pale to comparison.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Queensryche- Hand on heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Let me be empty and weightless and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll find some peace tonight'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Sarah Mclachlan - Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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love'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/Siq4Y5Ci9RI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BDDH_wddWLQ/s72-c/after_dark_moon_guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-3497489910093025287</id><published>2009-05-25T21:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:17:11.674+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Perfection of falling down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/ShrsRy8J7KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0LLV8_X_GQA/s1600-h/Walking_Into_The_Unknown_by_Jack_Of.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/ShrsRy8J7KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0LLV8_X_GQA/s200/Walking_Into_The_Unknown_by_Jack_Of.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339840098677157026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It seemed to be an ok evening after a lot of mess behind you. Nothing seemed to crash your optimism. But suddelnly as you look around, as you see the people, as you listen to the voices, suddenly you get to the point to realize that you're all alone in a crowd of strangers. People you once knew today seem to be you're farest aquaintances, maybe people you never actually saw, just heared about them, things which might be true, but might be also fals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see a sea of pale faces, narrow word streets comming torwards you, but you can't let them in, you can't pay attention, you can't think of any of them, you can't listen, you can't even see :some strangers might be talking. The only thing you feel that the deep blue loneliness seems to get darker and darker in your eyes. Next moment you feel the river is comming to run wet, you feel that the tears of the passionate pain which you feel inside suddenly come to run down on your cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't need to fear.. no one is going to notice it, they never did, why would they now? But your ironic shyness is not on your side, it never was . You start to feel afraid, unsafely anxious. You want to escape from this world of illusions, fake people and never mentioned realities.  You can't decide what to do, you're turning crimson red , still not noticed by anyone. Everything is fading into darkness around you, the lights turn down, but just before  your wet eyes, you can barely take the picture in front of them, you have to close them, you can't help your strong reaction of closing them. But that won't help, you just come to realize that reality overcomes you even more : You're living a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're so angry, you don't know if you want to be noticed or not, you just want to feel better but it seems equal to impossible. You can't help being more and more afraid. The dark of the loneliness and mess around you makes you wnat to hide, makes you want to run away nowhere but far from your toughts and feelings. Emotions which seem to be killed for ages, but still have passionate effect on you present moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You start to feel hilarious... How the hell nobody, but nobody can't see the pain inside you, the sorrow in your eyes, the marks of shame on your face? Is that so hidden, or are you so insignificant? Can't they just look at you only for a second?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You get frustrated... you don't want to look at them anymore, they are just gosths from the road to hell which you were guided on. Even worse , they are dead gosths ... you are one of those people they have to guide... GUIDE? They do nothing, they make you struggle in the middle of nowhere, wanting to hit you with hidden words, untold secrets . They make you fail between the known and the unknown, there's no way back, no way forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You start to feel like you're fading away, you ran out, you slam the door behind you with the hars tought of never openning it again. As you get out you start to swallow the air. The smell of wet , cold night seems to give you some peace between your toughts of pain. Maybe in this moment the painfull toughts run trough your body and mark each part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You feel ok ,' cause you're out of the fake reality.. but you can't stop your barin's work. It gives you memories about your loneliness, about your beautiful struggle.. about the the glorious emptiness you feel inside. You are bleeding.. but no one can see it.. crying overcomes you the same harmonic way as it used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't believe in anything right now.. neither in your dreams, nor in you. You as person , you're the best friend and the biggest enemy of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just wonder lonely as a cloud, and you feel like dieing, when the grey clouds crash into each other they burst.. you're such a shame that you burst alone.. and give the neverendless rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'd like to feel nothing. Funny that you're empty all nside, but you hate how much you can feel. And the worst thing ever, which kills your soul, breakes your black wings is that you wander all LONELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sitting down at the edge of something much too deep makes you see that nothing can kill your soul, it is already killed. And the angel of white lands won't ever reach your hand..you are not angry anymore.. the crimson blood of your emotions has been flowing away.. down the deep nothingness inside of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now you just love to stare at the perfect teardrops from your dark eyes, which seem to have no voice at all when crashing with the deepness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything feels the same, so does you.. right now you feel exhausted to run away.. you just wait for something to happen but nothing will broke the deep, suffocating dark of the night.. loneliness is on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-3497489910093025287?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3497489910093025287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=3497489910093025287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3497489910093025287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3497489910093025287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfection-of-falling-down.html' title='Perfection of falling down'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/ShrsRy8J7KI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0LLV8_X_GQA/s72-c/Walking_Into_The_Unknown_by_Jack_Of.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-7483831890663579190</id><published>2009-05-21T19:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:16:52.475+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>In my darkest hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/ShV99vFG_uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/D2RGX1MG_hg/s1600-h/Happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/ShV99vFG_uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/D2RGX1MG_hg/s200/Happiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338311432880979682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"To Where The Skies Are Blue" by Deadlock, album Wolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyric:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Sun goes down once again&lt;br /&gt;While I sit here and feel the tears&lt;br /&gt;Running down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;No I am not afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;But the darker it gets&lt;br /&gt;The more I realize&lt;br /&gt;That there is no one to depend on&lt;br /&gt;No one to believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I wait to die here all alone (all alone)&lt;br /&gt;Like the daylight dies while it is fading away (fading away)&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody knows for sure that the sun will burn&lt;br /&gt;Through that cold night once more&lt;br /&gt;Through that cold night once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To where the skies are blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pray for someone&lt;br /&gt;To come and make my life seem like&lt;br /&gt;It's still worth livin' it&lt;br /&gt;So I pray for you to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I wait to die here all alone (all alone)&lt;br /&gt;Like the daylight dies while it is fading away (fading away)&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody knows for sure that the sun will burn&lt;br /&gt;Through that cold night once more&lt;br /&gt;Through that cold night once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still the hardest things to say&lt;br /&gt;Are the words that I mean the most&lt;br /&gt;Come on angel, say that you&lt;br /&gt;Love me and nothing in this&lt;br /&gt;World will ever scare me again&lt;br /&gt;Take me to where the skies are blue, always blue, always blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I wait to die here all alone&lt;br /&gt;Like the daylight dies while it is fading away&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody knows for sure that the sun will burn&lt;br /&gt;Through that cold night once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main idea of the song is not suicide.. but waiting till the end.. till death...&lt;br /&gt;it's sad because even if death comes when you're 70 you'll still be alone..&lt;br /&gt;'take me to where the skies are blue'- is a wonderful song , about real , true feelings of lonely people.. of people who can't take loneliness easy.. for those you have no one to depend on&lt;br /&gt;music can be a great consolation and can help each of us express our hidden feelings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SgxRVkX8zRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jxH2gKfcnVw/s200/lost.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335729089510427922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sit here in silence. Everything seems so peaceful, nothing seems to disturb my deep loneliness. My tears run down fast on my cheeks, they taste salty. There is no sound.. just the crash of my tear drops on the floor. Soon it turns to be a small splash. It's like a rain in which you are all alone, the streets are empty, there isn't a soul, everything feels like time stopped.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I start to see why i feel, i close my eyes, and my heart and soul reflects me a picture. Picture of my inner world. Picture of this crimson pain. Pain which can't be seen from outside.. but it can be surely felt from inside. It's night, the big Moon is giving me light, it's guiding me in this place of broken dreams. I start to wander on my heart's narrow streets. It's a long cubbled street..and it seems endless. It is empty, lonely. The coulds are covering the sky above me, and they wash away all the sunshine. This place seems peaceful. How can't it be?! It is so empty. I finally see a corner, as i trun this corner i notice that the rain is not fast anymore, in fact real slow. The corner shows me finally a house. A small one, as I pass by I look in, what I see? Better wouldn't even look in.. i see a family, driffted apart. A mom with cries in her eyes. A dad full of anger, and a daughter full of sadness hiden all inside. I just wonder what they might feel.. and slowly realize that i passed in the small house of my soul dedicated to my family. I wonder what made me change this town so much. There was a time when it was a cool place, with sunny streets and houses with flower gardens and people.. all cheerful and noisy. Now.. that things changed so much, my town feels like dieing. It's lost, and the silence just kills me even more. I pass away near the house and while the rain starts to fall again fast i can barely see in what direction i'm going. I wander for ages till i get to see a girl and a man. They seem to be ok, they walk near each other, i come from back. When they hear my footsteps they turn to me, i see tears in her eyes, and the man looks emotionless. The girl passes near me.. without even saying bye she leaves and they choose different ways. The girl runs away, the man goes to meet a woman, he seems to feel so ok. I go after the girl and ask her who was the person , she only replies my dad disappointed me. I feel embrased. I wish i could help her, help her go away from this place. I wander and wander but there seems to be no way out. Endless road.. in the world of nowhere. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I find the key, i come out and lock the door. My tears turned to a big splash. I feel scared, scared of life and scared of death. I saw life and i saw the road to hell. And all that inside me. Inside the most clear and innocent place of a body. I feel like falling, everything around me is loosing their shape, i feel afraid of tomorrow, of the next day..but i feel afraid of this emptiness.I feel that it's inside. I want to scream, but no matter how hard i try i can't be heared. My aquintances are passing by and they don't even notice i'm suffering..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But slowly i feel peace.. peace enough to sleep.. slowly i fall asleep.. and then i finally feel ok, my dreams lead me to a wonderland, where i can feel love, care ,understanding and joy...things i don't have in reality.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beauty of sadness.. the long walk in my soul, the pain inside.. I'm falling apart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-9077203427206702755?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9077203427206702755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=9077203427206702755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/9077203427206702755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/9077203427206702755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-of-sadness.html' title='Beauty of sadness'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SgxRVkX8zRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jxH2gKfcnVw/s72-c/lost.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-5963477986771910464</id><published>2009-01-06T16:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:52:11.810+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>my dear friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SWNueofFncI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ykteXsrRkdQ/s1600-h/In_love_by_angrymouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SWNueofFncI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ykteXsrRkdQ/s200/In_love_by_angrymouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288191860006034882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can see that i haven't wrote for more than 5 months.... shame on me :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. i give up for the moment to change or help the world... i wish to present one of my friends....&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Loneliness :)&lt;br /&gt;She is always near me.... i can't get rid of her .. she always comes and leaves.. she thinks she caught my soul and she controls my life... who knows maybe she is right !!!&lt;br /&gt;It's like a step sister who wants to bother you all along.. She really enjoys making me cry or making me nervous... She wakes me up in the night and tries to take my dreams away...&lt;br /&gt;the only person who she can't fight with are my dreams... They keep me alive, cause if i would let with her on my own i'm sure she would try to kill me :(&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things happen but we don't really know why.. confusion is in my empty soul...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; love,&lt;/span&gt; hate ,hope, loneliness they are all living in my soul.. but they all seem weak to win above the other ones........ They only show me how to be hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;But i promised myself that one day i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;will kill  her.. and that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; should come soon to save me from myself and from her .. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; will surely come :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-5963477986771910464?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5963477986771910464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=5963477986771910464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5963477986771910464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/5963477986771910464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dear-friend.html' title='my dear friend'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SWNueofFncI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ykteXsrRkdQ/s72-c/In_love_by_angrymouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-494523319664598189</id><published>2008-07-02T20:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:08.050+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Unconditional true love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SGu8SOTJtQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/02r9h4eZrhA/s1600-h/2032183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SGu8SOTJtQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/02r9h4eZrhA/s200/2032183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218471614500943106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What does this mean for us ? what does it mean in the 21-th century ? I really don't know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so sad when I think about this topic. it's hard to think about it. maybe the person near you doesn't love you maybe hates you. Who knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money kills love and sadness also. I really would like to see in this world everyone giving unconditional true love. Why we can't love each other without conditions? Why love can't be there in each home.. in each place in each moment. It's so hard if I think about those people who are unhappy sad or depressed.. they are victim of this world victim of the 21th century. Maybe the answer would be love ... We ain't ready to give as much love as we should and others ain't ready to give as much love as we need. Love and understanding is the key of everything. Is the key of life , soul, happiness, heart and simply the humanity . We are all victims of society...... ! There are people who are loved and who can't give unconditional true lovr. We all should because we never know how long is our journey in this earth. You never know if you see the other person again. Everything is full of unknown. Love ..... we all should learn the lesson for a life even if we don't get love we should give because it may happen that once the person will change and will give love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe this is still a dream ... but our society needs love and we can't be human without love and careing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you guys think about this? Why others just refuse to give love .. why are they afraid of it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-494523319664598189?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/494523319664598189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=494523319664598189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/494523319664598189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/494523319664598189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/unconditional-true-love.html' title='Unconditional true love'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SGu8SOTJtQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/02r9h4eZrhA/s72-c/2032183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-6755495789083256120</id><published>2008-06-19T16:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:08.295+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><title type='text'>about help</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SFpf4b9fteI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6yWy20pT9xU/s1600-h/Help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SFpf4b9fteI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6yWy20pT9xU/s200/Help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213584941817771490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you guys think about help??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I'm sure that most of you need it ... if not in this moment but in some moments you felt you need help. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Help is something you can get and you can give . I'm sure that in each of ours life were moments when you were afraid to ask for help.. when you thought it would be easier to handle it alone . Well it isn't true. Anytime we need help we should ask for it. It isn't good to make everything alone. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Don't be afraid to ask for help.. don't be afraid of being judged . we all need help sometimes and we all give help sometimes. the best is to ask for it .... Maybe we just need someone who can guide us ... who can show us the right way .. maybe we need a simple idea . who knows. People are human beings who are not perfect and who really need help . &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;How many times others ask you to help them ? Did you? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i guess none of us did it all the time they were asked to .... We ain't perfect as i said before But we never know when we need help so we should help others because they may help us either :) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;maybe this is a fairytale and only a dream about the perfect society but who knows... It could happen that if we help others and learn to ask for help this world could really be a better place to live :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you want to give some help or you need help there is a really nice site www.help.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-6755495789083256120?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6755495789083256120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=6755495789083256120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6755495789083256120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6755495789083256120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/06/about-help.html' title='about help'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SFpf4b9fteI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6yWy20pT9xU/s72-c/Help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-7038107077953915398</id><published>2008-05-06T19:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:08.522+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory.....Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SFpgSNykBrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/h760HQtrVKE/s1600-h/egy_ejjeli_gondolat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SFpgSNykBrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/h760HQtrVKE/s200/egy_ejjeli_gondolat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213585384690419378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the memory ! I am your past present and future! You may ask why?&lt;br /&gt;Look there is the reason! I am the past because I am all the things you want to remember and you don't want to ! I am your present because you live from the things you did in the past! i am your future because you can't leave me no matter how hard you would try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;You may say I'm a bad thing .....yes but I can be a very nice thing to ! You need to go on with your life ! you can't go on with it till you are busy with forgetting me ! Me the memory can be denied but never deleted from your mind! maybe you shouldn't try to forget you should try to live with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; So i go every day to your heart and soul visit them very carefully to see how much can i hurt you or how much can I make you happy! But at almost every time I open the door of your heart everything turns to dark in you ! You really want to get me out of your mind! You can't and that's why you are crying so much!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-7038107077953915398?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7038107077953915398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=7038107077953915398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/7038107077953915398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/7038107077953915398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorymemories.html' title='Memory.....Memories'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SFpgSNykBrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/h760HQtrVKE/s72-c/egy_ejjeli_gondolat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-664154803188164665</id><published>2008-05-06T18:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:17:16.290+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower soul</title><content type='html'>The nature and the human being can't exist one without the other! That's why i think this can be a great definition of the soul!&lt;br /&gt;Our soul is the most innocent most clear and most honest part of us:) I guess our soul is a big , colorful and beautiful flower! As the flower our soul too can die or can feel bad! If you are sad you don't care about your soul and it gets dark and little! If you don't take care of a flower it also gets gray.  Without water as your soul without energy and happiness is starving !When you are happy your soul is happy too it is just flourishing it is beautiful and it is opened like a little nice scented flower!&lt;br /&gt;Innocence and beauty comes from heart and soul as well unconditional true love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-664154803188164665?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/664154803188164665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=664154803188164665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/664154803188164665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/664154803188164665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/flower-soul.html' title='Flower soul'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-3516126186039023936</id><published>2008-04-22T21:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:08.901+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SCCHAXfW_qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cDnGxAjnoIs/s1600-h/true-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SCCHAXfW_qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cDnGxAjnoIs/s200/true-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197302410360848034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What people from today know about this subject ???? Is there anymore today ? Can we be only small little person and give unconditional true love? Can we say i forgive you without doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I really still believe we can ... but the world is getting worse and worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ...money ... terrorism and things like that are against true love ! We should love each other we should count on each other we should bring happiness to each others heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Put yourself a question why are we in this world ? Which is the most eternal feeling ? Love without any doubt! Now if you feel you agree with my article call someone who you love or who is waiting you to accept their apologize! For a moment try to give unconditional true love! make  the world a better place! Take part of if! Don't let the money and terrorism kill your heart and soul! make the ice melt and throw away the stone from your hearts place! Please for the sake of your life and world remember and never forget to love! It is the feeling all of us should count on ! God said give love and you will get love ! It isn't hard to do ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I really hope that you feel how important this is !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SCCHAXfW_pI/AAAAAAAAADw/czll7192QXk/s1600-h/truelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SCCHAXfW_pI/AAAAAAAAADw/czll7192QXk/s200/truelove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197302410360848018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Live your life in peace ... understand others .... forget the war .. forget money and put on the first place of your heart the LOVE and let it guide it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you feel reading this article ! I really want to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-3516126186039023936?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3516126186039023936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=3516126186039023936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3516126186039023936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3516126186039023936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/SCCHAXfW_qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cDnGxAjnoIs/s72-c/true-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-8312473318567994866</id><published>2008-04-22T20:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:01:53.929+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>illusions</title><content type='html'>I was wondering if they are good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;To be a day dreamer , to run after illusions! I think it can be good you can create yourself a kind of dream world and you can find your place in it . You can have a dream an illusion which can cheer you up or can make you happy. Maybe everyone should have illusions ! The most of us are afraid of not reaching their dreams and illusions and they prefer not to have! I put the question which is better to have illusions or not ?&lt;br /&gt;Life can be so cruel we all need something which can get us out from the gray week days!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is is better to have illusions or is it better to live all the time in reality ? I think if we can't put down our problems for a while the soon all of us will got mad!&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know ! I'm curious what people around here think about it ! Do you agree or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-8312473318567994866?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8312473318567994866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=8312473318567994866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8312473318567994866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8312473318567994866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/illusions.html' title='illusions'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-7137369574641465191</id><published>2008-04-08T16:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:08.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hold it all inside??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R_t6jrR6X1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/GsYKIOYjLxc/s1600-h/what+if+im+pretending+showcase+-+front%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R_t6jrR6X1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/GsYKIOYjLxc/s200/what+if+im+pretending+showcase+-+front%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186874149179121490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold it all inside ! Don't even show that you are weak! Don't even show that you are sad!&lt;br /&gt;We all say these things like they were sin , you shouldn't let other know what you fell! But i still keep asking why?&lt;br /&gt;Why is that better? There is no answer ! We don't show others what we feel we want to be stronger better than the other! whatever .... We are lying our self and everyone around us! No matter how hard , strong and happy we are i must ask you what is in our soul?&lt;br /&gt;We judge those who are weak or sad! We are wrong not them ! They are honest we aren't! Why means that we are perfect if we pretend to feel ok and smile when we want to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Pretending and pretending till we will got mad!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really curious why we judge for example a man who is crying ? Why we don't understand that person who is honestly saying that a broke up hurt him?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a law or order that we must be happy and strong? No there isn't so don't hold it all inside show that you are happy, sad, amazed, lost etc. We are all human beings so we should act like this! Remember no one is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-7137369574641465191?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7137369574641465191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=7137369574641465191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/7137369574641465191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/7137369574641465191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/hold-it-all-inside.html' title='hold it all inside??'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R_t6jrR6X1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/GsYKIOYjLxc/s72-c/what+if+im+pretending+showcase+-+front%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4368755744138506545</id><published>2008-03-02T19:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:09.070+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple'/><title type='text'>Nothing special.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R8rgXu6D8gI/AAAAAAAAADA/7VUkkSPhMSE/s1600-h/dream+in+diamonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R8rgXu6D8gI/AAAAAAAAADA/7VUkkSPhMSE/s200/dream+in+diamonds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173193820321608194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;These days i was thinking about a good article , the truth is i don't really get something like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yesterday one of my friends told me what is love !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOVE is a word which is made from 4 letters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A word which contains 2 vowels and 2 consonants !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Its also a noun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;An finally it contains 2 fools in it who make it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It can sound weird but it is true! Sometimes life is as easy :)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;With this article i would like to show you that sometimes life is very easy! I know that we are always making our life more and more hard or complicated! Thats our duty !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;                                                    Sometimes we make something more complicated because we are in a world which is not very simple! Even if a situation is easy we can't believe it so we make harder because that's the normal! ( It isn't normal just we are used of that)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I think in life even if its unbelievable there are some things and situations which are easy, nice! These situations or problems can be solved in a short time and simple way! We don't need to find better and better solutions because the most easy solution can be  right in front of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;People is used to forget these things and it's better if someone is reminding them about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Before you do anything think about it clear and don't forget to get a quickly solution and not a complicated one it's the best you can do ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4368755744138506545?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4368755744138506545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4368755744138506545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4368755744138506545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4368755744138506545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-special.html' title='Nothing special.....'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R8rgXu6D8gI/AAAAAAAAADA/7VUkkSPhMSE/s72-c/dream+in+diamonds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4404566858702387292</id><published>2008-02-11T20:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:21:06.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship for everyone.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R7CbRRdym2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/wybvGUW0Igo/s1600-h/FairywBirdDream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R7CbRRdym2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/wybvGUW0Igo/s200/FairywBirdDream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165799493642394466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText2"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;       Last days I was thinking about friendship that how beautiful it is! This is the only relation which is mutual, and it’s made by free choice! We don’t born with it, we make it totally! It depends on us and on our faith and help! It doesn’t mean something about money or about taking advantage of someone ! Or maybe it must be like that , unfortunately  sometimes is based on money that’s our cold world! Whatever lets talk about a friendship based on mutually patience, help and love of course! When you start a friendship in your heart there is always that feeling that you know that person for a very long time ago before you meet them! Its something like déjà vu !We don’t even know why we feel like that or why we are so so close to that person or what is the quality of that person which makes them so special! That’s beautiful too in a friendship the thing that you cant name those things which makes it so glamorous!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Life can be so cruel and  we are just innocent people who need help and courage to make a step forward! In those moments a friend who is a “ friend in need is a friend indeed “ I mean a real tell-anything friend can help you very much! I read a very nice quote yesterday “ Friends are God’s way to take care of us”! I agree with this quote maybe its really true: friendship is the most clearest and innocent relationship in the world! I hope everybody has got enough friends in this “ cruel world” and in each person's life there is minimum one best friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;What do you think Am I right ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4404566858702387292?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4404566858702387292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4404566858702387292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4404566858702387292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4404566858702387292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/02/friendship-for-veeryone.html' title='Friendship for everyone.....'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R7CbRRdym2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/wybvGUW0Igo/s72-c/FairywBirdDream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-8033875687991089854</id><published>2008-02-10T16:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:09.477+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The other world........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R68VhRdym1I/AAAAAAAAACw/obWEtv0pono/s1600-h/deam+paradis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R68VhRdym1I/AAAAAAAAACw/obWEtv0pono/s200/deam+paradis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165370958985468754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yesterday a friend of mine sent me an invitation to a public site . First i liked very much the site: new people , fun, games, blog many great things ! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Everything was great still the minute i opened a topic :Let's talk"! Guess what i saw there : people with many kind of problems ! Problems like : disappointment in love, lost in the world, life without dreams! I was amazed ! A totally different  world then  what I'm talking about here , an other  world then what must be ! A totally different world of mine and of the world I'm living in! Suddenly my positive way of thinking about problems and bad moments fade away ! I realized that those people need help! I realized that when i walk out the door a very different world is waiting me ! A world where hope and faith are suddenly lost! I must put the question "WHY?" ! But there I  have no answer or maybe just one: This is the world we are living in , it's unfair but who cares? ! It's full of negative things  but what can we do?! Living in this world trying to think positive, trying to help those who need ! even if this world is opposite of mine I can't deny   that i like to live in it ! I have in my heart the hope that one day will be better! maybe I'm wrong , maybe not ! It's just one of the things I can do to make it better! It's just nice and peaceful to think that will be a better place to live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;John Lennon~ Imagine  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; But I'm not the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I hope someday you'll join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; And the world will be as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think ? ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-8033875687991089854?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8033875687991089854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=8033875687991089854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8033875687991089854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8033875687991089854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-world.html' title='The other world........'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R68VhRdym1I/AAAAAAAAACw/obWEtv0pono/s72-c/deam+paradis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4505269347000734744</id><published>2008-01-28T19:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:09.696+02:00</updated><title type='text'>when you think everything is gone  bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R54QfR1eYzI/AAAAAAAAACk/GCdY9Tiq6v4/s1600-h/Dream_Chaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R54QfR1eYzI/AAAAAAAAACk/GCdY9Tiq6v4/s200/Dream_Chaser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160580352562848562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes i really feel that everything is going bad ! That's making me feel so small and so exhausted in this world ! Those moments are so hard ! I guess everyone has got moments like this ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we can be so happy and everything is going right ! In those moments we know everything about our life we are the leader of our life !&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when loose control in our life ? What happens when we feel so exhausted and so lost in this world? Can we think clear ? Can we think about what is the best in our life? I doubt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can just hope that in those moments i can think about those many things which made me once happy , which made me appreciate my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The best way it would be to make a short trip on our mind between our memories and stop in each moment when we find a very nice memory! :) Surely will make us feel much better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Some situations for example :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; When you broke up with the person you love :instead of crying think about that how beautiful it was your relation with that person , remember the nice moments spent together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When you loose a friend ( He/She moved ) Don't think about missing them ! Think about the time spent together , think about that you will meet them again :) (you will visit them)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When you feel everything is going bad and you have no reason in life think about those who love you., think about those who need you ! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you fight with someone or if you are upset from someone : think about that you love that person and learn to say sorry and to forgive ! We often say things we really don't mean !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So when you are totally lost in this big world then never forget that you have people around you who love you , never forget that after bad moments can come only good moments ! Never forget that you must get over everything no matter how hard it is ! Just keep your head up and say i can do that ('cause life is unfair but we must live in it)! And finally never forget that everything can be solved !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Music , reading or some tea and sleeping can help you also in those moments ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What do you think?  Send me comment with your opinion !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4505269347000734744?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4505269347000734744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4505269347000734744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4505269347000734744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4505269347000734744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-you-think-everything-is-gone-bad.html' title='when you think everything is gone  bad'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R54QfR1eYzI/AAAAAAAAACk/GCdY9Tiq6v4/s72-c/Dream_Chaser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-8069236911366287236</id><published>2008-01-21T16:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:09.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence my immortal! When you loose true love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/YxQrPXPSVhQ" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/YxQrPXPSVhQ" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess love can be the most glamorous and painful feeling !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"This pain is just too real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the quote says "love is like heaven but it can hurt like hell" ! As longs as you are near the person you love everything seems so easy everything seems a dream! You feel you can reach the impossible!&lt;br /&gt;When you loose your true love everything fades to gray ! Nothings real and everything feels like a nightmare ! You just would like to forget everything and turn back the time live those moments again and never wake up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But you still have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All of me" !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You would give everything you would do everything for him/her love !&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY THIS CAN BE DONE:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R5Sqb-NeQVI/AAAAAAAAACY/rU0ZVRkuCfc/s1600-h/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R5Sqb-NeQVI/AAAAAAAAACY/rU0ZVRkuCfc/s200/broken+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157934870778757458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-8069236911366287236?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8069236911366287236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=8069236911366287236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8069236911366287236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8069236911366287236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/evanescence.html' title='Evanescence my immortal! When you loose true love....'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R5Sqb-NeQVI/AAAAAAAAACY/rU0ZVRkuCfc/s72-c/broken+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-6004210398440144812</id><published>2008-01-18T19:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:06:10.005+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life,Love Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R5DmF-NeQSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KCfoVJqiZYY/s1600-h/7-dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R5DmF-NeQSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KCfoVJqiZYY/s320/7-dolphins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156874563612459298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Life Love Dream !&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Every day we are wondering about life ! Can we make it better can we make it a better place to live the world?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you know what i think ???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I think we can make the world a better place to live ! Sure we can !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;    I think we can make our life much better !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I wrote for title three things separate things but i guess they can't exist alone ! 'Cos there is no love without life and there is no love without dreaming! Do you agree?I hope so!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Think about this three things : can you live without them ? Are you sad when you end a relationship when you love someone ( YES you are), Are you disappointed when your dreams didn't come true?(YES you are)!&lt;br /&gt;    So conclusion there is no life without love and dreams!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;You must be lead by your dreams ! This will make your life more easier ! This will encourage you to get over everything ! This will help you to continue your way ( life) !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Love ???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Another very special another special and precious thing in your life ! Can you imagine your life without love? I doubt! Everyone needs someone beside him/ her who can be always near and loves him/ her as much as needs !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; BUT why to imagine our life without love or dreams ? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;We are able to love and to dream and this is the answer for my first question "HOW CAN WE MAKE OUR LIFE BETTER" ! With dreaming and with love ! 'Cos love can win everything and dreams can come true!(Thx God)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    So never give up thinking positive about life about dreams, about love!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Think about little beauties of life ! Even if you are sad : think about the future, think about that you must go on no matter what will ever happen!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Live your life with as much energy as you can !        &lt;br /&gt;    If you feel you are exhausted call a friend and say to him/ her that its special for you and life is beautifuler with him / her!:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you heard that Life and world is beautiful ? Then believe it cause its really beautiful!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I believe that life is beautiful as many songs , poems are saying! I trust the world! I enjoy every moment of my life even when I'm sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    The picture for a very special person ! Please leave some comments ! Do you agree???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-6004210398440144812?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6004210398440144812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=6004210398440144812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6004210398440144812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/6004210398440144812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/lifelove-dream.html' title='Life,Love Dream'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/R5DmF-NeQSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KCfoVJqiZYY/s72-c/7-dolphins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-2610071994108501561</id><published>2008-01-07T17:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:08:20.197+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing him........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Yesterday i heard a kind of quote ... it was the quote that was going so right with my feelings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;If you think missing me it's hard than start missing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;    Yes it goes well with my feelings because i miss him so so much ! I don't know how to continue my life ! We broke up on Thursday and now it's Monday....I thought it will be easier and easier with time but just now i realized that as days are passing by i miss him more and more each day ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;    Right now i feel i must be strong and get over it .....I told myself that i  must be .....I'm tired of crying ! I want to get over the things quickly but i CAN'T! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I feel I'm loving him more and more each day , i feel I'm missing him more and more each day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;     I have to get over this to make a step forward ......It's  so hard ! I feel the time is stopped ! Like i couldn't control my life ! Like i won't be the leader of my own life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Hope tomorrow will be easier ! Hope to get  a way to get out of this situation ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;See u :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7927267897014778613-2610071994108501561?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2610071994108501561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=2610071994108501561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2610071994108501561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2610071994108501561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/missing-him.html' title='Missing him........'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-3336361585043314799</id><published>2007-12-20T19:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:54:50.815+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/_8HehlaZG5Y" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/_8HehlaZG5Y" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas where is love and understanding...........whatever............. it would be nice if it would be like that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-3336361585043314799?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3336361585043314799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=3336361585043314799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3336361585043314799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/3336361585043314799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas?'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-8415392827788332411</id><published>2007-12-15T16:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:33:21.799+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the little beauties of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;little wonders .......small things........ little beauties .......&lt;br /&gt;Why are they in our life? They are in our life to make it nice, beautiful , amazing !They are the light in the darkness ! In each moment of life they are present and never let us fall down completely! Even in pain , even in sorrow , even in broke up there is the hope , there are some little things which gave us energy, help us to forget the past, to get over something! And this is just amazing !&lt;br /&gt;Think about your family are there a little wonder? Yes they are !&lt;br /&gt;Think about your friends are they always near you....are they making life a better place ? Yes they are!&lt;br /&gt;Think about nature : sunset sunrise , snowing , are they making life beautiful? Yes they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;When you will  loose everything: think about those who love you , think about that after this can come just better days !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;When you loose your hope then think about those who have never had hopes ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;When you are desperate , when you want to commit suicide think about those who would gave everything to live ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;When you feel your life is horrible than think very well and find those moments when you were happy , when you said that: "this day is the best "....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;Don't live in the past and from past : Live for the present for those moments and find the little beauties of it!"Remember yesterday.... Think about tomorrow .... Live for today".....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;Never give up no matter how hard is never give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;I know life is not easy ! Nobody says it is ! Never was and never will be ! BUT you know what ?&lt;br /&gt;I really think if life would be easy it wold be boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-8415392827788332411?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8415392827788332411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=8415392827788332411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8415392827788332411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/8415392827788332411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-beauties-of-life.html' title='the little beauties of life'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-4722251998313435361</id><published>2007-12-13T16:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:23:04.132+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne - Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/XALqlGJgOqQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/XALqlGJgOqQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this video is awesome even if you don't like her plz just listen to it and look at the lyrics&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-4722251998313435361?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4722251998313435361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=4722251998313435361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4722251998313435361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/4722251998313435361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/avril-lavigne-innocence.html' title='Avril Lavigne - Innocence'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927267897014778613.post-2364389078680898786</id><published>2007-12-07T16:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:52:12.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Things we never said</title><content type='html'>He saw her from behind and recognized her immediately.He walked faster until he was just ahead of her, then turned round, wondering whether to smile. It didn't seem like fifteen years. She didn't see him at first. She was looking in a shop window. He touched the sleeve of her jacket.&lt;br /&gt;  "Hello Amanda", he said gently. He knew he hadn't made a mistake. Not this time. For years he kept thinking he'd seen her-at bus stops, in pubs, at parties.&lt;br /&gt;  " Peter !" As she said his name, her heart quickened. She remembered their first summer together. They'd lain together by the river at Cliveden. They were both 18 and he'd rested his head on her stomach, twisting grass in his fingers, and told her that he couldn't live without her.&lt;br /&gt;  "I'm surprised you recognize me", he said, burying his hands in the pockets of his coat.&lt;br /&gt;  "Really?" She smiled. In fact she'd been thinking about him a lot recently. "You haven' moved back, have you?" Surely not, she thought. she knew he loathed the place. Even at 18, he couldn't wait to leave and travel the world.&lt;br /&gt;  "Good heavens no", he said. "I'm still in London".&lt;br /&gt;  She looked at him . He looked the same. He hadn't begun to go bald like so many of the men she knew but his shoulders were broader and his face slightly rounder.&lt;br /&gt;  "I came back for the funeral", he continued. "My father's. A heart attack. It happened very suddenly."&lt;br /&gt;  "I'm sorry", she said, though she wasn't really. She remembered him telling her about how his father used to beat him regularly until he was 16 and grew too tall.&lt;br /&gt;  "Thank you", he said, tough he felt nothing for his dead father, just relief for his mother. She'd be happier without him. She'd been trying to pluck up courage to leave him for years.&lt;br /&gt;  " And I take it that you're not living back here either?"&lt;br /&gt;  "I'm in London too", she said.She pushed her hair behind her ears in a gesture that he hadn't forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;  "Just back for my sister's wedding tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;  " That's nice",  he said, though his only memory of Amanda's sister was as a rather plump, boring 12-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;  "Yes", she agreed, feeling that her baby sister's wedding only served to spotlight her own series of failed relationships.&lt;br /&gt;  "And your parents?", he asked. "They're well?"&lt;br /&gt;  "Fine." She remembered how he always envied her middle-class parents, who ate foreign food and took exotic holidays.&lt;br /&gt;  "Are you rushing off somewhere?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;  "No, I'm just killing time, really."&lt;br /&gt;  "Then I suggest we kill it together. Let's grab a coffee."&lt;br /&gt;  They walked towards Gaby's , a small cafe just off the high street. They had spent hours there when they had first met, laughing and holding hands under the table, and discussing their plans for the future over cups of coffee. They sat opposite each other. He ordered the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;  "And so, peter, did you become a foreign correspondent?" she asked,remembering the place they dreamed of visiting together-India, Marocco, and Australia.&lt;br /&gt;   "Not exactly", he said. "I'm a lawyer, believe it or not ".She looked at his clothes, and she could believe it. They were a far cry from the second-hand shirts and jeans he'd worn as a student.&lt;br /&gt;   "You enjoy it?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;   "yes", he lied. "And you ? Are you a world famous artist?"&lt;br /&gt;He'd always loved her pictured . He remembered the portrait of herself which she'd painted for him for his twentieth birthday.He still had it .&lt;br /&gt;   "Well, ..... no."She tried to laugh. She wondered if he still had her self-portrait. She'd stopped painting years ago. He looked at her hair , cascading in dark unruly waves over her shoulders&gt; He could see a few white hairs now, but she was still very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;   "So,"he said . "What are you up to ?"&lt;br /&gt;   "Nothing much," she said. "I've tried a few things ".She didn't want to tell him about the succession of temporary jobs  that she'd hoped might lead to something more permanent but never had.&lt;br /&gt;   "So you're not painting at all?"&lt;br /&gt;   "Only doors and walls," she joked , and he laughed politely. She remembered the evenings they'd spent in the small bedsit that they rented together in their last term at college. He'd sit for hours just watching her paint. She filled sketch book after sketch book.&lt;br /&gt;   "So where are you in London?" she asked .&lt;br /&gt;   "North," he said. It was a three-bedroom flat in Hampstead. Nice in an empty kind of way. He thought about all the evenings he wished he had someone to come home to .&lt;br /&gt;   "And you?" he asked , after a pause.&lt;br /&gt;   "South. It's okay, I rent a room". She thought of the small room with the damp walls which she rented in an unfashionable part of Clapham."But I'm thinking of buying somewhere. It's one of the reasons I came home. I want to sort things out a bit", she sighed, thinking about the letters from him that she'd found in her old bedroom. She'd been reading them only yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;   "Oh, Peter I don't know why I left that day," she said last. He looked up at her.&lt;br /&gt;   "It's all right ," he said, remembering the evening she hadn't come back to the bedsit.&lt;br /&gt;   "We were young. Young people do things like that all the time," he added, knowing that this wasn't true, knowing that he hadn't deserved such treatment. He thought of all the letter she'd sent to her parents' home, He'd written every day at first, begging her to return or at least to ring him. He'd known even then that he would never meet anyone like her again.&lt;br /&gt;    "I suppose you're right."She swallowed hard, trying to hide her disappointment and hurt that he seemed to have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;    "Well, I ought to be going," she said.&lt;br /&gt;    "Already? I thought you had time to kill."&lt;br /&gt;    "I did", she said , blinking to hold back the tears."But I ought to get back now to help my mother with the wedding."&lt;br /&gt;    "I understand," he said, though he didn't. Surely her parents would understand?&lt;br /&gt;    "Shall i give you my phone number. Perhaps we could meet up?"&lt;br /&gt;    "Perhaps," she said.&lt;br /&gt;    He wrote his telephone number on the back of the bill and she tucked it into the zipped compartment of her handbag.&lt;br /&gt;    "Thanks. Goodbye, Peter".&lt;br /&gt;    "Goodbye, Amanda."&lt;br /&gt;    Years later, every so often, she still checked that sompartment to make sure his number was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927267897014778613-2364389078680898786?l=friendlyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2364389078680898786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7927267897014778613&amp;postID=2364389078680898786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2364389078680898786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927267897014778613/posts/default/2364389078680898786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendlyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-we-never-said.html' title='Things we never said'/><author><name>friendlyheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07097189392450092188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRrT5dsjhbM/S28QhpRLRtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OljsVsd9ar4/S220/631295-VFPPPP-30818AngelofDeath.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
