<?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-4136341</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:39:22.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the heart....</title><subtitle type='html'>Needed a place to put my poems..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-94890749</id><published>2003-05-26T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T02:45:33.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a painful existence&lt;br /&gt;is worse than an empty world&lt;br /&gt;a faulty purpose&lt;br /&gt;is worth the tears&lt;br /&gt;one day&lt;br /&gt;things will be alright&lt;br /&gt;one day&lt;br /&gt;things will be bright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-94890749?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/94890749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/94890749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94890749' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-94807355</id><published>2003-05-23T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T16:44:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;or at least i wish i were&lt;br /&gt;then there would be an end&lt;br /&gt;maybe then id be happier&lt;br /&gt;but for now i stay here&lt;br /&gt;hoping for soemthing to set me free&lt;br /&gt;for now i keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;but those breathes are decreasing rapidly&lt;br /&gt;i sit and wait&lt;br /&gt;alone in myself&lt;br /&gt;crying and screaming&lt;br /&gt;because thier is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that keeps me holding on&lt;br /&gt;is maybe something will happen&lt;br /&gt;something will change by dawn&lt;br /&gt;but its been so long &lt;br /&gt;and i still can't bare&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm a weak person&lt;br /&gt;or maybe this isn't fair...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-94807355?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/94807355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/94807355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94807355' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-94489634</id><published>2003-05-16T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T23:58:58.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my eyes shed transparent blood&lt;br /&gt;how else can it bleed&lt;br /&gt;when the knife is cutting from the inside&lt;br /&gt;slicing through my emotions &lt;br /&gt;releasing fears and inadequacy &lt;br /&gt;in the form of a tear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-94489634?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/94489634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/94489634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94489634' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-92920220</id><published>2003-04-19T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T22:24:53.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to burn my name into your skin&lt;br /&gt;Scratch it so deep in your flesh&lt;br /&gt;The scar will forever be there&lt;br /&gt;Burn each letter with the hottest of heat&lt;br /&gt;Carve each curve with the sharpest of knife&lt;br /&gt;Let the sweat pour out&lt;br /&gt;Let the blood flow&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't be able to escape me&lt;br /&gt;Anyone you came across would see my name&lt;br /&gt;And know I was there&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't be able to run from your past&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't be able to forget&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-92920220?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/92920220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/92920220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92920220' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-91694323</id><published>2003-03-30T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T23:24:22.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kick me in the chest&lt;br /&gt;Stab me in the heart&lt;br /&gt;take it then bleeding&lt;br /&gt;and rip it apart&lt;br /&gt;Take my hope&lt;br /&gt;Grab some matches&lt;br /&gt;light it up&lt;br /&gt;Watch it brun to ashes&lt;br /&gt;Watch the flames&lt;br /&gt;as they brun a hole&lt;br /&gt;Through my life&lt;br /&gt;Through my soul&lt;br /&gt;Destroying my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Melting all I had&lt;br /&gt;Make me go numb&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then it won't hurt so bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-91694323?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91694323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91694323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91694323' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-91693963</id><published>2003-03-30T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T23:14:11.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For every day of happiness&lt;br /&gt;is a month of pain&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much hurt i endure&lt;br /&gt;Everything always comes falling down&lt;br /&gt;I work so hard to make everything Okay&lt;br /&gt;I put up with shit&lt;br /&gt;so people can be happier&lt;br /&gt;I let them walk all over me&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me&lt;br /&gt;without even saying i word&lt;br /&gt;I just take it&lt;br /&gt;and I try to hard to be there for everyone&lt;br /&gt;Becuase tahst all i know how to do&lt;br /&gt;but soemtimes seeing everyone around me so happy&lt;br /&gt;and then seeing how im always at the ither end&lt;br /&gt;it makes me want to give up&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to break down&lt;br /&gt;I cant take the weight anymore&lt;br /&gt;its coming down too hard&lt;br /&gt;and all ive done is tried to help&lt;br /&gt;tried to do right&lt;br /&gt;but whats the use?&lt;br /&gt;im never enough&lt;br /&gt;i can enevr be enough&lt;br /&gt;i will never be enough&lt;br /&gt;my place isnt witht he people being happy&lt;br /&gt;I will never reach that point&lt;br /&gt;I am always going to be looked down upon&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;nothign will ever go my way&lt;br /&gt;becuse i am never enough&lt;br /&gt;and never will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-91693963?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91693963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91693963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91693963' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-91445379</id><published>2003-03-26T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:35:27.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look me in the face&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;How could you miss&lt;br /&gt;These tears that I cry?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;Is this your intent?&lt;br /&gt;These tears shed&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you meant?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to see me miserable?&lt;br /&gt;Becuase the pain inside me&lt;br /&gt;Is all too visible&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you want&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are happy&lt;br /&gt;You have destroyed my heart&lt;br /&gt;my soul &lt;br /&gt;and the hope that used to run through out me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-91445379?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91445379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91445379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91445379' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-91399311</id><published>2003-03-25T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T23:53:38.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish you didnt have to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something I could say&lt;br /&gt;Something I could do to make things better&lt;br /&gt;So I will write you this letter&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that I care&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what ill try to always be there&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happends to you&lt;br /&gt;I will always try to come through&lt;br /&gt;If you need help, you can count on me&lt;br /&gt;I will try to set the bad feelings free&lt;br /&gt;When there is no difference between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;and when the sad lonely nights seem so long&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me so to see you sad&lt;br /&gt;and to see you get hurt makes me mad&lt;br /&gt;So just remember when your feeling down&lt;br /&gt;I will always be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-91399311?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91399311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91399311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91399311' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-91399096</id><published>2003-03-25T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T23:46:02.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;seems to be falling apart&lt;br /&gt;peices falling to the floor&lt;br /&gt;I race to gather them&lt;br /&gt;place them together&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to help them remain whole&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to make them happy&lt;br /&gt;I try to save them&lt;br /&gt;But im just not good enough&lt;br /&gt;I have let people down again&lt;br /&gt;I just wish i could do more&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could help&lt;br /&gt;But its hard when you are falling apart yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-91399096?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91399096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/91399096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91399096' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-90773859</id><published>2003-03-15T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T12:05:33.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A fimiliar face&lt;br /&gt;was in the paper today&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know him personaly&lt;br /&gt;but he was a great guy they say&lt;br /&gt;When I began to read the article&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry&lt;br /&gt;I never held a conversastion with him&lt;br /&gt;but I know the pain of saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Another young face&lt;br /&gt;Takin from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;The pain and the heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;Is echoed loud&lt;br /&gt;He was so young &lt;br /&gt;Takin way too soon&lt;br /&gt;all his dreams and aspirations that night&lt;br /&gt;were crushed underneath the bright moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-90773859?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90773859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90773859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90773859' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-90692938</id><published>2003-03-13T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T21:37:45.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to be so close&lt;br /&gt;but too stubborn to say how i really feel&lt;br /&gt;must stay hidden&lt;br /&gt;must keep up the sheild&lt;br /&gt;pretend I dont care&lt;br /&gt;show no emotion&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;my real devotion&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in you&lt;br /&gt;i think i see it too&lt;br /&gt;I could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;or it could be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-90692938?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90692938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90692938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90692938' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-90420532</id><published>2003-03-09T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T14:44:52.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a little of your attention&lt;br /&gt;its all that I ask for&lt;br /&gt;A little of your attention&lt;br /&gt;and then a little bit more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-90420532?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90420532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90420532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90420532' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-90165641</id><published>2003-03-05T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T00:29:54.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once so close&lt;br /&gt;Then so far&lt;br /&gt;Now so close again&lt;br /&gt;Should I run?&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay?&lt;br /&gt;Should I try to fend?&lt;br /&gt;Should I stop in my tracks&lt;br /&gt;and turn back &lt;br /&gt;To walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Should I risk regret&lt;br /&gt;For heartbreak once more?&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;I am so confused&lt;br /&gt;On the fence&lt;br /&gt;Ready to fall&lt;br /&gt;Ready to risk it all&lt;br /&gt;Love is a game&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready to play&lt;br /&gt;Or shall I sit and stay&lt;br /&gt;Where it is safe&lt;br /&gt;Where there is no pain&lt;br /&gt;Just emptyness&lt;br /&gt;No loss no gain&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of being left behind&lt;br /&gt;I think it is time&lt;br /&gt;May it be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Its what my heart says&lt;br /&gt;May it be cupid&lt;br /&gt;Or a foolish misconception&lt;br /&gt;My love is too strong&lt;br /&gt;To just give up now&lt;br /&gt;I am too determined&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want now&lt;br /&gt;So once more I shall take that step&lt;br /&gt;Into uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Risk it all&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;and for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-90165641?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90165641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/90165641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90165641' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-89823018</id><published>2003-02-26T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T22:26:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your star is melting&lt;br /&gt;Substance dripping&lt;br /&gt;The light is fading away&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are gone&lt;br /&gt;Emptyness is abroad&lt;br /&gt;Your star is falling&lt;br /&gt;Out of my sky&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;You used to shine&lt;br /&gt;In your prime&lt;br /&gt;Now you barely glow&lt;br /&gt;But I am not stupid&lt;br /&gt;I've been this way before&lt;br /&gt;The feelings still may grow&lt;br /&gt;But for now&lt;br /&gt;Your star is dying away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-89823018?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/89823018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/89823018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89823018' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-89468492</id><published>2003-02-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T17:51:16.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime i think ive built a wall&lt;br /&gt;protecting myself from you&lt;br /&gt;I let myself get too close&lt;br /&gt;and you smash through&lt;br /&gt;Stab me in the back&lt;br /&gt;then run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-89468492?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/89468492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/89468492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89468492' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88615363</id><published>2003-02-05T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T15:19:07.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel so weak&lt;br /&gt;Feel so torn&lt;br /&gt;Need someone new&lt;br /&gt;Need to be reborn&lt;br /&gt;Need a new chapter to begin&lt;br /&gt;Need to be happy&lt;br /&gt;Need something to beelive in&lt;br /&gt;Hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;But is not gone&lt;br /&gt;Love has it's cost&lt;br /&gt;And it never seems to last long&lt;br /&gt;But i paid the price&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to move on&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to live for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88615363?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88615363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88615363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88615363' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88519164</id><published>2003-02-03T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T23:00:25.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Free from responsibility&lt;br /&gt;Free from obligation&lt;br /&gt;Free from worry&lt;br /&gt;Free from stress&lt;br /&gt;Free from disapointment&lt;br /&gt;Free from you..&lt;br /&gt;Free to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88519164?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88519164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88519164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88519164' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88518621</id><published>2003-02-03T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T22:44:16.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I thought I saw a man brought to life&lt;br /&gt;he was warm he came around like he was dignified&lt;br /&gt;he showed me what it was to cry &lt;br /&gt;Well you couldn't be that man I adored&lt;br /&gt;you don't seem to know - or seem to care what your heart s for&lt;br /&gt;I don't know him anymore&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing where he used to lie&lt;br /&gt;my conversation has run dry&lt;br /&gt;that's what's goin' on&lt;br /&gt;nothing's fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;br /&gt;lying naked on the floor&lt;br /&gt;illusion never changed&lt;br /&gt;into something real&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn&lt;br /&gt;you're a little late&lt;br /&gt;I'm already torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I guess the fortune teller's right&lt;br /&gt;I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light&lt;br /&gt;but you `crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care, I have&lt;br /&gt;no luck &lt;br /&gt;I don't miss it all that much&lt;br /&gt;there's just so many things&lt;br /&gt;that I can't touch&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing where he used to lie&lt;br /&gt;my inspiration has run dry&lt;br /&gt;that's what's goin' on&lt;br /&gt;nothing's right I'm torn... "&lt;br /&gt;Torn by Natalie Imbruglia&lt;br /&gt;Actualy similar to how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88518621?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88518621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88518621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88518621' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88412364</id><published>2003-02-01T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T22:53:08.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Standing in the background&lt;br /&gt;I look at the people around me&lt;br /&gt;As they speak&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear a word&lt;br /&gt;The world goes on&lt;br /&gt;But all I hear is silence&lt;br /&gt;Movement in slowmotion&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems important&lt;br /&gt;Nothing means a thing&lt;br /&gt;Feel so empty&lt;br /&gt;Feel so alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88412364?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88412364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88412364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88412364' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88391237</id><published>2003-02-01T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T13:04:56.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I love you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hate you&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;I just can not escape you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88391237?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88391237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88391237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88391237' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88315196</id><published>2003-01-30T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T23:27:09.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My corny roller coaster poem...I suck at writing when in an actual good mood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From down so low&lt;br /&gt;To up so high&lt;br /&gt;Life is a never ending&lt;br /&gt;Roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;You were once the butterflies in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;The force that pushed me above the sky&lt;br /&gt;But now its over&lt;br /&gt;Time to take the plunge and say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But its ok&lt;br /&gt;Its never over&lt;br /&gt;You may have been an exciting ride&lt;br /&gt;but now I'm certain I could not get any lower&lt;br /&gt;What goes up&lt;br /&gt;Must come down&lt;br /&gt;and what goes down&lt;br /&gt;Must come up&lt;br /&gt;But now its time to get off&lt;br /&gt;Ive had enough&lt;br /&gt;I will think of the great times we shared&lt;br /&gt;and never regret a thing&lt;br /&gt;Even though the day the roller coaster stopped&lt;br /&gt;I felt a sting&lt;br /&gt;But now I see&lt;br /&gt;You are only one coaster out of many&lt;br /&gt;In this theme park&lt;br /&gt;But I must admit&lt;br /&gt;You are the closest to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88315196?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88315196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88315196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88315196' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88203758</id><published>2003-01-28T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T23:07:10.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think I am going insane&lt;br /&gt;Too much to handle&lt;br /&gt;And I am too weak&lt;br /&gt;All the weight I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;Is bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a ledge&lt;br /&gt;Over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to fall&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to catch me&lt;br /&gt;So alone&lt;br /&gt;No one there&lt;br /&gt;No one who can help me&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen down&lt;br /&gt;It will take all my strength&lt;br /&gt;To get back up&lt;br /&gt;My body wants to give up&lt;br /&gt;My mind wants to shut down&lt;br /&gt;But I could never let myself get to that point&lt;br /&gt;Must live on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88203758?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88203758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88203758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88203758' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88203468</id><published>2003-01-28T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:56:34.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I handed you the most fragile thing I have&lt;br /&gt;I trusted in you to not let it slip from your grip&lt;br /&gt;To not take for granted how valuable it was&lt;br /&gt;I let my gaurd down to you&lt;br /&gt;And for awhile I was content&lt;br /&gt;You seemed to understand&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Without warning you dropped it&lt;br /&gt;Dropped it all&lt;br /&gt;Careless and uncaring of how you affected me&lt;br /&gt;It all fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Shattering upon impact&lt;br /&gt;Sharp shards of hope and trust&lt;br /&gt;Lying broken on the ground&lt;br /&gt;How could you be so reckless?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you let go?&lt;br /&gt;It will take time&lt;br /&gt;But I will be rebuilt&lt;br /&gt;But peices of my trust will forever remain missing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88203468?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88203468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88203468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88203468' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88203017</id><published>2003-01-28T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:44:13.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How stupid was I&lt;br /&gt;To think that you cared&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of this&lt;br /&gt;at first made me scared&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I had the feeling I should not&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go against that&lt;br /&gt;and so I fought&lt;br /&gt;I should have known&lt;br /&gt;I would get hurt&lt;br /&gt;But never did I knew anything could hurt this much&lt;br /&gt;But now I am for sure&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is&lt;br /&gt;Even though things turn out the way they did&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have done anything different&lt;br /&gt;I just wish It didnt end the way it did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88203017?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88203017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88203017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88203017' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88202598</id><published>2003-01-28T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:31:37.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The love I feel&lt;br /&gt;is it true&lt;br /&gt;can I trust it?&lt;br /&gt;am I imagining this&lt;br /&gt;or could this be true&lt;br /&gt;this love i feel"&lt;br /&gt; - B.T.I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88202598?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88202598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88202598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88202598' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88198650</id><published>2003-01-28T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T20:56:22.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things were once so great&lt;br /&gt;But now are so hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I felt on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm barely alive&lt;br /&gt;I go on only because I know I must&lt;br /&gt;In the past one day alive&lt;br /&gt;Was never enough&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I would wake up&lt;br /&gt;Excited for what was to come&lt;br /&gt;Now I wake up and see&lt;br /&gt;Another twenty-four hous of  no sun&lt;br /&gt;Used to love myself&lt;br /&gt;Used to love others&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel so empty&lt;br /&gt;I always need to be around another&lt;br /&gt;Never want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;My friends are what keep me going&lt;br /&gt;I owe it all to them&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's not always what I'm showing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88198650?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88198650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88198650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88198650' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88144027</id><published>2003-01-27T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T22:49:39.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres a whole in my soul&lt;br /&gt;an open wound to the world&lt;br /&gt;Stabs to my heart&lt;br /&gt;I can not control&lt;br /&gt;But it's all in the past&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can now do&lt;br /&gt;It couldnt have last&lt;br /&gt;Can't look back now&lt;br /&gt;Live to forget&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget to live&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on&lt;br /&gt;Never forget&lt;br /&gt;Dont let anything hold you back&lt;br /&gt;It is never worth it&lt;br /&gt;Never give up&lt;br /&gt;the peices will eventualy fit&lt;br /&gt;If things are down&lt;br /&gt;They can only go up&lt;br /&gt;As I tell myself this&lt;br /&gt;I can not stress enough&lt;br /&gt;Everything's not lost&lt;br /&gt;Just have to look at what I have&lt;br /&gt;At everything I have got&lt;br /&gt;Never take it for granted&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better&lt;br /&gt;They just need time&lt;br /&gt;I need to replace the negative&lt;br /&gt;With posotive in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88144027?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88144027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88144027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88144027' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88143530</id><published>2003-01-27T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T22:35:01.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only...&lt;br /&gt;It had been different&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;Things could change&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;I could fix things&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;Everything was ok&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;You would have listend&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;You hand't have made that mistake&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;I could have stopped you&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88143530?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88143530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88143530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88143530' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-88142467</id><published>2003-01-27T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T22:06:15.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only I could block you out&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of you forever&lt;br /&gt;Look away when you are hurt&lt;br /&gt;But I know I could never&lt;br /&gt;If only it hadnt changed&lt;br /&gt;Or if only I hadnt met you&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to start it all&lt;br /&gt;Look at what you have put me through&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing I did&lt;br /&gt;Was actualy care about you&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my trust&lt;br /&gt;Even though I knew I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;But now it's ruined&lt;br /&gt;You were reckless and hope is dead&lt;br /&gt;Now I just want your image&lt;br /&gt;Out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I want your presence &lt;br /&gt;Out of my system&lt;br /&gt;This wouldn't have happend&lt;br /&gt;If you had listened&lt;br /&gt;But I am not here to judge&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done&lt;br /&gt;I just wish it was different&lt;br /&gt;I wish the end didn't have to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-88142467?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88142467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/88142467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88142467' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-87889942</id><published>2003-01-23T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T00:53:00.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Transparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pretend to not care&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can see you do&lt;br /&gt;You hide you're emotions&lt;br /&gt;So I cannot see the real you&lt;br /&gt;You think you're being slick&lt;br /&gt;You think you're being sly&lt;br /&gt;You try to act like you don't hurt&lt;br /&gt;But I can see it in you're eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're as transparent as glass&lt;br /&gt;And as fragile as well&lt;br /&gt;You put up so many walls&lt;br /&gt;And confide within your shells&lt;br /&gt;You say one thing&lt;br /&gt;And act another&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide how you feel&lt;br /&gt;You're emotions you cover&lt;br /&gt;But I promise to you&lt;br /&gt;To hurt is not my intent&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to hide&lt;br /&gt;Only good intentions are meant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-87889942?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/87889942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4136341/posts/default/87889942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreyarea.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87889942' title=''/><author><name>iam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15556590233804814150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4136341.post-87889547</id><published>2003-01-23T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T00:36:38.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you spur something deep inside&lt;br /&gt;a darkness that cannot escape&lt;br /&gt;It starts in the heart&lt;br /&gt;and runs throughout my soul&lt;br /&gt;It restrains any light within&lt;br /&gt;Any hope and any aspiration&lt;br /&gt;I want to hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;To kill the evil inside me&lt;br /&gt;I want to rip out my heart&lt;br /&gt;And be free of you&lt;br /&gt;The worst is to see that&lt;br /&gt;You feel no pain at all&lt;br /&gt;As I suffer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4136341-87889547?l=thegreyarea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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