<?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-8989218</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:22:35.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give me 30 seconds to give you this bloody kiss with this bloody romance.</title><subtitle type='html'>does it hurt? it just keeps getting worst..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-111253803207969737</id><published>2005-04-03T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T07:20:32.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is no longer interesting, i was just a fault to you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dearest heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder how you've been, i've waited long to see you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder if you still know me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder if you still love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really wished it was you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hoped so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i cant to think how i end those nights missing your sweet caress and endless smiles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and how you play with my heart and never letting it go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i can't breathe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just throw my heart back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;throw the letters and those kisses too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and burn those memories, and my i love you's as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its been 10 months 14 days and 13 hours 15 minitues and 24 seconds since you left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now your back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;making this heart bleed again once more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know i was over it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was over you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i can't teach this heart not to love you back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;your just all that i see, your all that i breathe, your everything to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but the hardest thing is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"were just friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really wished it was me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now your leaving and all i have to say is "goodbye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bled for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-111253803207969737?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/111253803207969737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=111253803207969737' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/111253803207969737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/111253803207969737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-is-no-longer-interesting-i-was.html' title='love is no longer interesting, i was just a fault to you..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-111141986129933372</id><published>2005-03-21T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T07:45:38.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the stars will fade i will lie awake..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i used to believe stars never existed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to believe they were never there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i could tell these things to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i never had the chance to tell you how much you mean to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i burden your pain and suffering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i give you my time and efforts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't show you how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared that one day, you and me were'nt meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever given a chance to be we with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise you this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with all my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll love you like the love you never had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you those kisses as sweet as honey and permanentlike a tatoo scabbed across my chest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be we with you when you have no one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do your dishes and do your laundry when your sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll walk your dog and treat him well the way i treat you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.. no dog can replace you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your just my everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be the happiest man that ever lived this earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i promise you this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll love you with every single breathe that i take..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with every single word that i say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll never ever find someone like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you see what you mean to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its all that i can do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you secretly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-111141986129933372?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-111141889134610556</id><published>2005-03-21T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T07:28:11.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your smile, my happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this one's for you you know who you are :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yikes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(iba na yan !! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the girl with a sweet smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( aieee !! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( ows? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when you log off your yahoo :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( lol. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i care for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( really? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when you feel lonesome and weary.. "dnt be sad im always here for you" remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( i do )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just love you the way you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(i really do !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss those times when we would chat all day and share our thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just miss them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(awwww.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the way i miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;( so much! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so so so so so so so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;see you soon luv you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-111141889134610556?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/111141889134610556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=111141889134610556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/111141889134610556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/111141889134610556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2005/03/your-smile-my-happiness.html' title='your smile, my happiness'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-111068857334670962</id><published>2005-03-12T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T20:36:13.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeahhhhhhh !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeahhhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its been a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill be posting some stuff sometime.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeahhhhhhh coolness.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;see you soon guys.. ..!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-111068857334670962?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/111068857334670962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=111068857334670962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/111068857334670962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/111068857334670962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2005/03/yeahhhhhhh.html' title='Yeahhhhhhh !!!'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110133030331273109</id><published>2004-11-24T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T13:40:18.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love spells bleed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i died, did you miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;could you give me something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a lie that i can finally feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to live with and to die with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to laugh with and to cry with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;said the happiest girl on depression lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because i'm gonna need a cutin order to keep this up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be my knife on raw open wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be my slow approaching doomslither through me like the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that shivers up my spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so in pain that it stops all tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and cures all fearsand is my anthem forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cried that clever little girl on hypocondra street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;believe that i will aways fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am not worth the nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that will enter in the palms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bending over both my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to be yours and only his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for a night, for a kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;studdering plastered jumping into the streetnot watching for the carsway to many scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i bequith you mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;were the last forgotten words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of the prettiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;most alone girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dying on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;opperator! opperator?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there has been an accident for an accidentalon depression lane and hypocondra street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;123 death p.o. box suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hellhole drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that accident lost my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and that love was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110133030331273109?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110123811799433157</id><published>2004-11-24T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T11:31:53.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i for "love", and you "left?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wrote this for you to see whats inside of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what am i supposed to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each day means,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "i" missing you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;can't you see what you mean to me?&lt;br /&gt;everytime i see your face..&lt;br /&gt;makes everyday worth a living..&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you..&lt;br /&gt;i can't take this anymore..&lt;br /&gt;if you just open whats inside of you, stop looking..&lt;br /&gt;your making this worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;each day, i bleed just to think of it, each hour, remembering the bliss of this love, remembering you and me.. how we felt , how we fought, how we cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how i used to call you my star.&lt;br /&gt;if i could just see you again..&lt;br /&gt;not to call you mine..&lt;br /&gt;but just a memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know you loved me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you just gave me that one chance for this love..&lt;br /&gt;you could've been the remedy for these scars, these scars above my chest.&lt;br /&gt;the deepest wounds a knife could stab..&lt;br /&gt;stab me to death, and call me yours..&lt;br /&gt;kiss me with your red lips..&lt;br /&gt;love me, or.&lt;br /&gt;let me die..&lt;br /&gt;bury me..&lt;br /&gt;stop this pain that breaks me..&lt;br /&gt;just know this,&lt;br /&gt;i means me, love means missing you, and you, the star that once shined upon me..&lt;br /&gt;left.. never coming back again..&lt;br /&gt;i remember these words.. "i love you.."&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/8989218-110123811799433157?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110123811799433157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110123811799433157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110123811799433157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110123811799433157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-for-love-and-you-left.html' title='i for &quot;love&quot;, and you &quot;left?&quot;'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110115838602155301</id><published>2004-11-23T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:20:44.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starless no more?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha it was dax's birthday last friday.. i had a great time,especially when i got to see the bands "cheese and some of greyhoundz" it was fun with ate tracy , maki , jerome , jep , andre , igi , jhayzon ,jhigz , glen , um their couzin haha forgot his name, ate gracy (long back) haha kidding joanne&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;, kuya maki brilliantes &lt;--(haha made my day) and of course dax the birthday girl hihi i stayed there for four days neat! haha i havent taken a bath yet, well just now i had 1 haha newaiz i had a great time.. especially when i met this girl..it felt like my heart kept on pumping and pumping and pumping.. and when she spoke, i can feel my breathe gasping for air, the adrenaline rushed my veins telling me that it might be "her" she had the brightest smiles and those sweet little eyes.. argh.. haha i dunno what im feeling right now.. it feels like im falling for something ive been longing to have.. the girl of my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;my star.. i hope to see her soon.. soon.. oh wellz i cant sleep.. *bang* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110115838602155301?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110115838602155301/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110080770611927980</id><published>2004-11-19T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T11:59:20.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it feels like the first time but it isnt..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss the scent of your kiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the essence of your touch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you make me feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how my heart screams, how you heal my scars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how you heal my broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im missing you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you even see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes and let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i just cant see why you love to hate me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those times.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i ever cross your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i ever make you happy when sadness blooms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever think about me often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110080770611927980?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110080770611927980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110080770611927980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110080770611927980'/><link 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style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just in case you dont see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wrote your name in my memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i gave up my last breathe, just to write it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still you didnt see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;would you let me be your portrait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;with all the words im saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz all i could paint in this portrait is a wonderful scar across my chest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just a single kiss from you, would heal this wound in a single fragile moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you were open to me.. i was to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you never have my shoulder now, my eyes are always open to take you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to perfection.. you never listened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i did what i was supposed to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just waited for you to scream " more "..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just tried my best it grew old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now i have no more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have no "you" in "me".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so watch me die in silence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"should i wait for you and see me pull this trigger?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what am i supposed to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just listen to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"i loved you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110051548642121712?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110051548642121712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110051548642121712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110023940824990107?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110023940824990107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110023940824990107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110023940824990107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110023940824990107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/haha-laugh-all-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110017892315804520</id><published>2004-11-11T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:29:06.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its an even score..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wala lang its 9:12 pm hehe.. im trying to fix my pc.. hehe gumana naman.. hehe newaiz.. la sobrang bored.. i woke up like 2:30 pm haha.. shit.. di pa ko naliligo.. wahahaha oh well.. ingat kayo.. " so stop the bleeding , cut the lies , press my heart , kiss my lips.. hold my hand, say goodbye. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110017892315804520?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110017892315804520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110017892315804520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110017892315804520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110017892315804520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-even-score.html' title='its an even score..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110010687170078262</id><published>2004-11-11T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:29:31.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i bleed your name..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its 1:05 am,and im still thinking of you.. how much more if i waited long.. hundreds of days.. thousands of hours... millions of seconds.. endless ticks, endless tocks. i see millions of things.. i dream of but why can't i picture you with me.. is it because your far away from me.. and things couldnt work out the way they used to, or is it because your scared, Scared of trying to fall again. trying to be one happy person the way you used to be.. trying to be a girl with a star.. but scared to try. Just remember this.. in life there are people who risk andlet go.. .. risks have unpredictable results.. but it wouldnt be the end for you if you took your risk.. i took mine on you.. it just didnt work out the way i wanted it to be. i hope your reading this. coz when you do. i hope you know what your missing.. what you've always wanted.. to be a happy person.. i was happy when i felt the pleasures with you.. those times when we used to converse from minutes to hours.. days and months.. i had the best times with you.. but there's one thing i need to do.. get over you.. i have a life.. i have a future.. even if it wasnt with you.. i want you to know..i really loved you.. not with what you look like.. but with all of you.. i loved you with all of me.. i know you cared.. i know you did.. I HOPE YOU DID.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110010687170078262?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110010687170078262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110010687170078262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110010687170078262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110010687170078262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-bleed-your-name.html' title='i bleed your name..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110011002745356691</id><published>2004-11-10T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:30:08.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your so slow..</title><content type='html'>how many emo kids does it take to light a bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter because they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are all cut up in my basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110011002745356691?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110008033073393413</id><published>2004-11-10T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:30:34.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you took my heart.. now i have yours..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i realized something.. in life.. there are two people, the ones who love.. and those who are loved..&lt;br /&gt;i find myself a person loving and not expecting that person to love me back.. i used to love someone. that person used to make my endless sorrows to bright smiles.. a saddist boy.. into a new found person.. my starless heart.. found its star.. but.. why can't i have you.. why? if those reasons mean much to you.. than me. i understand. but remember this.. i always needed you.. you always took me by the hand.. did i ever feel how you felt for me.. i didnt.. like what i told you.. i never expected anything.. i just tried.. i fell.. i cried.. now i ask this.. let this bleeding heart heal without your essense.. your memories.. your sense.. your everything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110008033073393413?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110008033073393413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110008033073393413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110008033073393413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110008033073393413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-took-my-heart-now-i-have-yours.html' title='you took my heart.. now i have yours..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003668184032653</id><published>2004-11-09T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:31:00.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;deym wahaha i miss my hair.. taena mo mark wahaha tangna.. pis newaiz.. im here at home.. its 5:43 am.. haiz sarap talaga ibalik ung times nung nasa csa pa ko.. hehe la lang.. i miss you guys.. ingat kayo.. mwah mwah.. steeg nalaseng ako LOL.. lam nyu un.. hihihi sige bye.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/i%20miss%20my%20hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/i%20miss%20my%20hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003668184032653?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003587922537217</id><published>2004-11-09T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:31:36.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart bled?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know i found my heart.. its in you.. take it off.. forget about me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/titi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/titi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003587922537217?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110003587922537217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110003587922537217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003587922537217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003587922537217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-heart-bled.html' title='my heart bled?'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003545632335852</id><published>2004-11-09T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:31:52.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found my heart in your eyes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i pretend that im strong..big dreams make lies.i fall apart so often..and all my hopes are failed from the start..take me home is it up..i just cant fold..i feel i'd lost it all..wont you find me..take me with you..i feel so lonely i just cant live alone..when i lost you.. i lost all of me.. i dont want to be alone tonight.. ill find my way tonight.. i found my heart.. in your eyes.. but you found me..&lt;br /&gt;now you took me with you.. home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003545632335852?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110003545632335852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110003545632335852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003545632335852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003545632335852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-found-my-heart-in-your-eyes.html' title='i found my heart in your eyes..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003517573287128</id><published>2004-11-09T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:32:32.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i put your pictures on my head.. i dont want it anymore.. i must get over you.. and through all it all.. i still got your shirt and you fill this room with memories.. when i heart the sound of your voice ,that i cant forget... all i remember is you. &lt;3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/vampire_kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/vampire_kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003517573287128?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110003517573287128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110003517573287128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003517573287128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003517573287128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-put-your-pictures-on-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003498358274326</id><published>2004-11-09T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:16:23.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she holds me when i start to cry&lt;br /&gt;makes me smile with just her eyes&lt;br /&gt;shares my hopes, dreams, and fears. &lt;br /&gt;wipes away all my tears..&lt;br /&gt;i love her without regret&lt;br /&gt;i hope i found her yet..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/crybaby.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/crybaby.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003498358274326?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110003498358274326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110003498358274326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003498358274326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003498358274326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/she-holds-me-when-i-start-to-cry-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003478097697187</id><published>2004-11-09T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:13:00.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I once had a heart&lt;br /&gt;and it was true but&lt;br /&gt;now it's gone from me to you&lt;br /&gt;so take care of it&lt;br /&gt;as I have done because&lt;br /&gt;now you have two and I have none.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/gothboy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/gothboy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003478097697187?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110003478097697187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110003478097697187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003478097697187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003478097697187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-once-had-heart-and-it-was-true-but.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110003461448160458</id><published>2004-11-09T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:10:14.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is like your shadow, stop trying to chase after it,&lt;br /&gt;because it'll run away from you. &lt;br /&gt;Learn hard to walk away from it &lt;br /&gt;than it'll come after you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/Bob%2520Love%2520shadow.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/Bob%2520Love%2520shadow.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110003461448160458?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110003461448160458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110003461448160458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003461448160458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110003461448160458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/love-is-like-your-shadow-stop-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110002642963433655</id><published>2004-11-09T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:53:49.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you never made me happy..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/ayos.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/ayos.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110002642963433655?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110002642963433655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110002642963433655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002642963433655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002642963433655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-never-made-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110002636410073402</id><published>2004-11-09T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:52:44.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and when you feel the pain. im wishing i could stay how can i say.. i love you back.. you never made me happy..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/ayos.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/ayos.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110002636410073402?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110002636410073402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110002636410073402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002636410073402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002636410073402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/and-when-you-feel-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110002562066110678</id><published>2004-11-09T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:40:20.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you and me.. used to be one heart.. now its cut into half.. my other half.. my other soul..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/broken%20with%20you.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/broken%20with%20you.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110002562066110678?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110002562066110678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110002562066110678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002562066110678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002562066110678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110002558353946712</id><published>2004-11-09T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:39:43.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/3&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/vampirok.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/vampirok.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110002558353946712?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110002558353946712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110002558353946712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002558353946712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002558353946712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/3.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110002535946928441</id><published>2004-11-09T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:35:59.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i picture you.. with me.. nevermind.. &lt;/3&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110002535946928441?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110002535946928441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110002535946928441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002535946928441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002535946928441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-picture-you.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-110002523526833762</id><published>2004-11-09T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:33:55.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i hope that you are happy..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/my%20heart%20is%20better%20than%20yours.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/2281/320/my%20heart%20is%20better%20than%20yours.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-110002523526833762?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110002523526833762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=110002523526833762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002523526833762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/110002523526833762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-i-hope-that-you-are-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-109982194304328484</id><published>2004-11-07T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:33:25.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i saw it coming..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;short and simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake and naive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restless and helpless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kissed you goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kissed me sooner than expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you opened my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this but i miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-109982194304328484?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/109982194304328484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=109982194304328484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/109982194304328484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/109982194304328484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-saw-it-coming.html' title='i saw it coming..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-109948687151410177</id><published>2004-11-03T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:33:47.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must admit i saw it coming..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i cant help it.. i wont be able to forget your face.. im starting to forget your smile. because its killing me. my shining star.. my other half.. where art though? why leave me? you kissed me through sleepless nights.. whatever happend between us.. im starting to forget your smile.. i always keep it in, in some place in me. thats waiting for this to end.. i'm sleeping tonight in silence. i'd rather break my heart than break yours.. i love you? who loves you more.. i can't live a lie. i can't live a day without you by my side.. my other half. my star.. my love.. i miss you :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-109948687151410177?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/109948687151410177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=109948687151410177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/109948687151410177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/109948687151410177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-must-admit-i-saw-it-coming.html' title='i must admit i saw it coming..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-109947310456129265</id><published>2004-11-03T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:34:27.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wasnt worth my time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so please.. stop this.. i waited forever to be with you.. im saying goodbye.. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im about to see a million things i thought id never see before and i, im about to do all of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that i dreamed of and. i dont even miss you at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8989218-109947310456129265?l=xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/feeds/109947310456129265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8989218&amp;postID=109947310456129265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/109947310456129265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8989218/posts/default/109947310456129265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxroseswithoutpetalsxx.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-wasnt-worth-my-time.html' title='it wasnt worth my time..'/><author><name>a flashback reaveals a picture of you in my head..</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989218.post-109947294129135357</id><published>2004-11-03T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:36:41.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you kissed me goodbye.. </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isnt right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you shined upon me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bled in you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you put me inside your foolishness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im drowning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't escape this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kill me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/3 &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/3 &lt;&gt;&lt;/3 &lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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