<?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-4404250826858190158</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:21:19.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA SHAN</title><subtitle type='html'>Shadow Brother</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1570213470606164957</id><published>2008-03-01T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:46:18.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;Rain. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It beats upon my window sill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pounding.&lt;br /&gt;Pounding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like the beating of a drill.&lt;br /&gt;Like the beating of drums. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Drumming.&lt;br /&gt;Drumming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like the beating of war drums. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Falling, falling.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing, dancing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They drop and fall and shatter.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shatter.&lt;br /&gt;Shatter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Break on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;And make the earth so better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; -Hero&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3466952698395480255</id><published>2008-03-01T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:46:47.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mjolnir...I have no clue what that means</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thunder from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;Drums that beat and rumble,&lt;br /&gt;He striketh down the mighty,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving safe the humble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He swings his hammer mjolnir,&lt;br /&gt;He makes the earth to rumble. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He forges, on he forges,&lt;br /&gt;Lightning’s for the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Mjolnir pounds and strikes,&lt;br /&gt;For his master up on high.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He grinds, he beats, he releases,&lt;br /&gt;His deluge from the sky. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fire, ice, and power,&lt;br /&gt;Strike the earth below,&lt;br /&gt;Rivers of light descending,&lt;br /&gt;They scream and screech and bellow.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thundering to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;With their heated raging glow. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Forging always forging,&lt;br /&gt;In heavens glorious forge,&lt;br /&gt;Mjolnir clanging, always clanging,&lt;br /&gt;With an undying courage. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With lightening and thunder strong,&lt;br /&gt;Until the final age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3466952698395480255?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3466952698395480255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=3466952698395480255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3466952698395480255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3466952698395480255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2008/03/mjolniri-have-no-clue-what-that-means.html' title='Mjolnir...I have no clue what that means'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2549008839468825668</id><published>2008-02-27T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:43:54.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Elena Vitali</title><content type='html'>I wish i knew how to say this to you,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could think about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this would all be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know theres not much that a girl like me can do that would help this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to understand hat theres so much more to life than just you and yourself,&lt;br /&gt; see there some body else, If you'll just take the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that nobodies perfect but it never hurts to try start,&lt;br /&gt; take a a stand take, somebodies hand don't let a chance pass you by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2549008839468825668?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2549008839468825668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2549008839468825668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2549008839468825668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2549008839468825668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2008/02/by-elena-vitali.html' title='By Elena Vitali'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8234855466235414917</id><published>2008-01-21T00:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:41:21.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Words.&lt;br /&gt;that should not have been said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes.&lt;br /&gt;that should not have been read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that should not have been seen.&lt;br /&gt;by the eyes of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears.&lt;br /&gt;that in silence were shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds.&lt;br /&gt;the heart can not mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust given&lt;br /&gt;to be thrown to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand lent&lt;br /&gt;to build &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;another's&lt;/span&gt; lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to role the dice&lt;br /&gt;and let fate decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you going to believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your own eye's?&lt;br /&gt;or me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8234855466235414917?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7769941152979869685</id><published>2008-01-21T00:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:15:33.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shadow wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shadow in the night&lt;br /&gt;Hunter for what is right&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Seeking the one who’s name&lt;br /&gt;Make cold the blood of men’s veins&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Lips peeled back&lt;br /&gt;Teeth ready to attack&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;To sink through flesh and bone&lt;br /&gt;And give justice to where none has been shown&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Cold are the days&lt;br /&gt;Warm are the nights&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;No rest for the wicked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;everyone must die&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;cry to the moon&lt;br /&gt;earth, fire, air all in the same tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Mourning for that which is lost&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward at all costs&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The lust for revenge urging him so&lt;br /&gt;It beats within it’s heart and soul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7769941152979869685?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7769941152979869685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7769941152979869685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7769941152979869685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7769941152979869685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2008/01/shadow-wolf.html' title='shadow wolf'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-726196826932242895</id><published>2007-12-25T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:39:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Reflections</title><content type='html'>It is winter now, and all is cold,&lt;br /&gt;The dawn has broken through,&lt;br /&gt;A chill, a deathly silence, holds fast and still,&lt;br /&gt;In dimming shades and hues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a peaceful day, a mournful day,&lt;br /&gt;A day of meditations.&lt;br /&gt;A day of thought, and quiet musings,&lt;br /&gt;And voiceless celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relatives and friends abroad&lt;br /&gt;Have all come for this day.&lt;br /&gt;They stand before our quaint abode,&lt;br /&gt;And not a word they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are dressed in flamboyant attire,&lt;br /&gt;And every soul caries its tone.&lt;br /&gt;They shift; they stride, and wait a while,&lt;br /&gt;And all keep to their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wind it blows, a fearsome noise,&lt;br /&gt;Like the mourning of a beast.&lt;br /&gt;And the snowfall sings a merry tune,&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of our great feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in black, the father, the son,&lt;br /&gt;Exit, with lowered heads.&lt;br /&gt;And behind these men, they carry the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother is, at last, dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-726196826932242895?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/726196826932242895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7624882416981969638</id><published>2007-12-18T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:46:44.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you....FOR ELENA</title><content type='html'>I want you&lt;br /&gt;you and only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;and the softness of your lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you and only you&lt;br /&gt;when weir lost in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abyss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me&lt;br /&gt;let me be you pleasure toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want&lt;br /&gt;as long as I can fill you with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;let me take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the garden were we lay&lt;br /&gt;and make love all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;and tell you how I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND ONLY YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7624882416981969638?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7624882416981969638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7624882416981969638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7624882416981969638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7624882416981969638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-youfor-elena.html' title='I want you....FOR ELENA'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2872808789940856934</id><published>2007-12-18T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:42:35.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdness</title><content type='html'>crazy baby&lt;br /&gt;train me maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school me&lt;br /&gt;forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw me&lt;br /&gt;you got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drill me&lt;br /&gt;to the beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your moaning&lt;br /&gt;thats so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coo me&lt;br /&gt;like a dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wet me&lt;br /&gt;with your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flood me with your kisses&lt;br /&gt;so I'll never want to miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this I know is dumb&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting till you come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to carry me away&lt;br /&gt;to our bed we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;in our secret place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2872808789940856934?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2872808789940856934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2872808789940856934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running in circles like a maze&lt;br /&gt;digging holes and sleeping in caves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ignoring&lt;/span&gt; what I know to be true&lt;br /&gt;cause it means being with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt; on a chess board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved around&lt;br /&gt;whenever you get bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to forget&lt;br /&gt;but with no success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meaning to life&lt;br /&gt;and it's endless mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memory stays to haunt me&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexual frustration&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I can think about&lt;br /&gt;is how I want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts racing through my head&lt;br /&gt;I try but can't go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is fixed on you&lt;br /&gt;and all the things I'd like to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaking my head&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to acknowledge the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;otta&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-6968010237159611951?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/6968010237159611951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=6968010237159611951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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walking that one yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so to blind to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many people would be dead&lt;br /&gt;and how much blood shed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood of the soul&lt;br /&gt;body of the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searching for me the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding me with a gin on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not knowing&lt;br /&gt; all that just took place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were looking for me&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you shed blood&lt;br /&gt;of your body and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking to capture&lt;br /&gt;the love of my soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-47343878687651114?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4350269522610551891</id><published>2007-12-18T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:11:16.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Kidd</title><content type='html'>Spread your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;high up into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;land your beauty&lt;br /&gt;with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take pollen&lt;br /&gt;from this thistles lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let your colors shine on me&lt;br /&gt;and fill me with serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never let the storms&lt;br /&gt;make you frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the nets&lt;br /&gt;that try to take you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fly with a smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;and land softly filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh butterfly kiss&lt;br /&gt;fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show and teach me&lt;br /&gt;what it means to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guide me&lt;br /&gt;when I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me how&lt;br /&gt;to make perfume from a rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by always keeping me&lt;br /&gt;ever so close toy you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh butterfly kiss&lt;br /&gt;fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me make sweet love to thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4350269522610551891?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4350269522610551891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5416012505653473259</id><published>2007-12-11T20:11:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:12:40.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Greg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;you made me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gave me love&lt;br /&gt;when no one stood by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kept by my side&lt;br /&gt;now i keep by yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kept me alive&lt;br /&gt;you keep me fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like you said you would&lt;br /&gt;even if you choose to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was your path no mine&lt;br /&gt;but i will always love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always care&lt;br /&gt;that i swear to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5679427366059071001</id><published>2007-12-11T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:13:40.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a thoughtful cry&lt;br /&gt;from one so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begging to forget&lt;br /&gt;her broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain of hunger&lt;br /&gt;accepted by many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still forgetting&lt;br /&gt;broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wail of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;from loss of child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting threw tears&lt;br /&gt;battling broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though a heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;threw loss of one you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep dreams&lt;br /&gt;though you have to many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5679427366059071001?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5679427366059071001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5679427366059071001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5679427366059071001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5679427366059071001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/broken-dreams.html' title='Broken Dreams.'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-818620643818467335</id><published>2007-12-11T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:14:10.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sleeping and awake&lt;br /&gt;dieing and alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rethink your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die in the mind of trying&lt;br /&gt;and laugh in the hope of dieing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live here now&lt;br /&gt;run away don't come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see i hate you&lt;br /&gt;don't you think i don't love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live on with another life&lt;br /&gt;die with my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't forgive&lt;br /&gt;i wont relive your pain or mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not yours to ask&lt;br /&gt;live your life alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont care, i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;stay away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take my broken heart and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go leave,&lt;br /&gt;you have what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-818620643818467335?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/818620643818467335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=818620643818467335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/818620643818467335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/818620643818467335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/go-home.html' title='Go Home!'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7950417224883264024</id><published>2007-12-11T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:15:00.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betraid....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shut the fuck up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me think&lt;br /&gt;let me realise what made you break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tore me up&lt;br /&gt;then spat me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just what you said&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shove it down&lt;br /&gt;cry all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch him die&lt;br /&gt;and scream in spite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;betrayed&lt;/span&gt; your love&lt;br /&gt;he twisted your words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give him a taste&lt;br /&gt;of what he readily deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7950417224883264024?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7950417224883264024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7950417224883264024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7950417224883264024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7950417224883264024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/betraid.html' title='Betraid....'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8753088104161365493</id><published>2007-12-11T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:16:09.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken aback at what i do&lt;br /&gt;why do i always go astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driven on by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vendetta&lt;/span&gt; and anger&lt;br /&gt;taken aback by sorrow and grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what it was?&lt;br /&gt;am i trying to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what your saying&lt;br /&gt;don't make me forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hold them i curse them&lt;br /&gt;i hate them i love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two different mindsets&lt;br /&gt;two different minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one to twist and tangle&lt;br /&gt;one to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unloose&lt;/span&gt; and untie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't shut up&lt;br /&gt;i wont be quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont give in&lt;br /&gt;or even try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;and then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;final&lt;/span&gt; death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8753088104161365493?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8753088104161365493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8753088104161365493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8753088104161365493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8753088104161365493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts!'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-261234537460069349</id><published>2007-12-11T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:16:49.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions yet again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;take the time to see what i have seen&lt;br /&gt;hear what i have heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speak what i have spoken&lt;br /&gt;words in this world are false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twisted broken hearted thieves&lt;br /&gt;such as men in their selfish dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do we get our dignity from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't a man see when he is lost&lt;br /&gt;why must people be so easily consumed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't life be freely take?&lt;br /&gt;as a heart is  freely given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must one suffer and parish&lt;br /&gt;and yet more are living and flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-261234537460069349?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/261234537460069349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=261234537460069349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/261234537460069349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/261234537460069349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/questions-yet-again.html' title='Questions yet again..'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1549719307486371643</id><published>2007-12-11T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:17:24.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trajic Reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what words could i speak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not regain sanity&lt;br /&gt;or fall back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the news i heard&lt;br /&gt;just broke me to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never finding comfort&lt;br /&gt;in what i thought best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words themselves&lt;br /&gt;were knifes in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt; we live&lt;br /&gt;would lead different paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1549719307486371643?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1549719307486371643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1549719307486371643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1549719307486371643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1549719307486371643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/trajic-reality.html' title='Trajic Reality.'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1296374458087001156</id><published>2007-12-11T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:17:57.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry for what i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry for how you felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew the truth would hurt&lt;br /&gt;or make your hopes turn to ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry my feelings couldn't exceed your hopes&lt;br /&gt;i never thought my shallow heart&lt;br /&gt;could make you seek mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these thoughts trouble my  mind&lt;br /&gt;the life seems to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these feelings turn to dust&lt;br /&gt;dust in the desert wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadows and dust they say we are&lt;br /&gt;and i believe this with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, could i be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;could i be so fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;twist and bleed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1296374458087001156?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1296374458087001156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1296374458087001156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1296374458087001156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1296374458087001156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-992562724596276598</id><published>2007-12-11T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:01:55.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Promise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trying to hide this pain inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems to go right&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems to be fare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must all things go wrong&lt;br /&gt;all roads just lead to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be happy&lt;br /&gt;you told me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything i am now&lt;br /&gt;is way to far from that&lt;br /&gt;you never let me do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what pleased me even though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; done everything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have you done for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i die every second&lt;br /&gt;i die every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for only a promise in life&lt;br /&gt;that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;faded&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is real nothing is true&lt;br /&gt;nothing in this life&lt;br /&gt;well ever be real again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-992562724596276598?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/992562724596276598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=992562724596276598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/992562724596276598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/992562724596276598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/empty-promise.html' title='Empty Promise.'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2693536375230775620</id><published>2007-12-08T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:46:25.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>The words just won’t come out,&lt;br /&gt;My mind has gone blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Or loose you forever to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, heart, and tell my brain what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own desperation is suffocating me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m loosing him and he can’t see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are crying without tears,&lt;br /&gt;Voice pleading without words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me you can’t see,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me you can’t hear,&lt;br /&gt;Every beat of my aching heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m right here,&lt;br /&gt;Baring my soul to someone blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This deafness sets in,&lt;br /&gt;When my heart speaks so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to say,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2693536375230775620?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2693536375230775620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2693536375230775620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2693536375230775620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2693536375230775620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/desperation.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7181910065014705144</id><published>2007-12-08T21:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:47:41.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Roulette</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--$ author[field_1]--&gt;         &lt;img src="http://209.85.12.232/style_images/1/spacer.gif" alt="" height="1" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;!-- THE POST 9250396 --&gt;         &lt;div class="postcolor"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nothing but a faded memory,&lt;br /&gt;But a memory that haunts me in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights are nearly erased,&lt;br /&gt;Not I can still see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that I still know,&lt;br /&gt;How close we were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can you even recognize me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my last night,&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; given up the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feel my heart beating,&lt;br /&gt;It’s beating for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t stop you leaving,&lt;br /&gt;And now there’s nothing left to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….but this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MUSH  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7181910065014705144?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7181910065014705144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7181910065014705144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7181910065014705144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7181910065014705144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/russian-roulette.html' title='Russian Roulette'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4761069214270095795</id><published>2007-12-08T21:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:16:37.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End,my sweet, end</title><content type='html'>When does it all end?&lt;br /&gt;Death?&lt;br /&gt;Of the body or the heart?&lt;br /&gt;Because the pain keeps throbbing,&lt;br /&gt;As though I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; just taken the hit.&lt;br /&gt;And the lacerations still weep crimson tears,&lt;br /&gt;Fresh as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Though I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been wounded,&lt;br /&gt;for a lifetime already,&lt;br /&gt;Because of you,&lt;br /&gt;And your betrayal of my trusting heart.&lt;br /&gt;And the promise you made to it.&lt;br /&gt;You, my executioner,&lt;br /&gt;hold the dagger still.&lt;br /&gt;A macabre prize,&lt;br /&gt;That tore – is tearing – my unsuspecting heart,&lt;br /&gt;That dripped – drips- bloody love.&lt;br /&gt;You killed me,&lt;br /&gt;Killed me from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you are still killing me,&lt;br /&gt;Even from your grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4761069214270095795?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5141293341455092780</id><published>2007-12-08T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:15:13.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiar Twist</title><content type='html'>Drifting,&lt;br /&gt;In and out of reality.&lt;br /&gt;In between lines of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;And consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;Floating endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;Into nothing.&lt;br /&gt;A blur of all that,&lt;br /&gt;Seemed real or not.&lt;br /&gt;Torn between the two,&lt;br /&gt;Living and dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing where to stay,&lt;br /&gt;Or to dive into both.&lt;br /&gt;Floating on forces unseen,&lt;br /&gt;And uncontrollable.&lt;br /&gt;Teetering on the line,&lt;br /&gt;Between life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;calls out to those who wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience,&lt;br /&gt;Waits for those to come,&lt;br /&gt;Standing there.&lt;br /&gt;For people to listen,&lt;br /&gt;To talk to,&lt;br /&gt;To be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t happen,&lt;br /&gt;You site and wait all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when it’ll be your turn,&lt;br /&gt;But no one will notice.&lt;br /&gt;They are to occupied to notice,&lt;br /&gt;They too are waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when it will be their turn,&lt;br /&gt;And if all of us keep waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Only sorrow will fill the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5141293341455092780?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5141293341455092780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5165600515641471803</id><published>2007-12-08T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:14:27.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brake out</title><content type='html'>Swing through the air as you open the sails,&lt;br /&gt;To the boat that will take us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dance to the tune so perfect and smooth,&lt;br /&gt;The roman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gothic&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With out a fear we toss knives in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Careless of where they fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the mean of this dance&lt;br /&gt;is buried deep in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dance and dance naked all year long,&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brake out of the world of prison,&lt;br /&gt;We found to be oh so clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach for your hand but fined you gone,&lt;br /&gt;Like a memory or the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the suns worm golden glow tells me,&lt;br /&gt;It wont be for long, this dream will come to pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5165600515641471803?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5165600515641471803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5165600515641471803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5165600515641471803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5165600515641471803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/brake-out.html' title='Brake out'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8733232459156584289</id><published>2007-12-08T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:13:26.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deaths of the sea</title><content type='html'>She thought she could conceal&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt; being real&lt;br /&gt;and behind pen and melody&lt;br /&gt;Creep into transparency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That somehow in this room&lt;br /&gt;She'd build herself a tomb&lt;br /&gt;And in the dirt plant a rose&lt;br /&gt;One which will never grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a box was her will&lt;br /&gt;to pour into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All her breath ran dry&lt;br /&gt;and she'd promised not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above water she fought to survive&lt;br /&gt;Yet now is barely alive&lt;br /&gt;Drowning yet not saying a word&lt;br /&gt;She sunk to the bottom unheard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad ending to this story-&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you think it through&lt;br /&gt;Could this dying girl&lt;br /&gt;Be someone next to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could they be treading water&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that you didn't care?&lt;br /&gt;and in the dark oblivion-&lt;br /&gt;Were you ever there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Koltes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8733232459156584289?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8733232459156584289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8733232459156584289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8733232459156584289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8733232459156584289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/deaths-of-sea.html' title='Deaths of the sea'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8218544001312713176</id><published>2007-12-07T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:01:40.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Escapists</title><content type='html'>What I live in is a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Just a place for you and me&lt;br /&gt;Far away in the wood&lt;br /&gt;Just a place for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely lit by the sun&lt;br /&gt;A plaintiff of green&lt;br /&gt;A secret 'neath the hedge&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;randevouz&lt;/span&gt; unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll run 'tween the trees&lt;br /&gt;And rest in the shades&lt;br /&gt;We'll kiss endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Where the waterfall cascades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we'll build a bonfire&lt;br /&gt;And sing and chant and dance&lt;br /&gt;Time just doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;In our ecstatic romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the morning dawns&lt;br /&gt;And the smoke has died&lt;br /&gt;I turn to smile at you&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I see is my old bed&lt;br /&gt;And reality descends&lt;br /&gt;Yet in my mind i hear you say-Let's run away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri Koltes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8218544001312713176?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8218544001312713176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8218544001312713176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8218544001312713176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8218544001312713176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/escapists.html' title='The Escapists'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8633856922328361103</id><published>2007-12-07T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:44:21.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Styx</title><content type='html'>Onward to the river now&lt;br /&gt;The boatman, there, awaits.&lt;br /&gt;Tarry not a moment now,&lt;br /&gt;And hurry now in haste. &lt;br /&gt;Past the lights, beyond the ghouls,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the dreaded wastes,&lt;br /&gt;And forward to the rivers edge,&lt;br /&gt;For the ferryman awaits.&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;The toll is set, two mites apiece,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a little more,&lt;br /&gt;And leave the boatman in his peace,&lt;br /&gt;And hurry to the shore. &lt;br /&gt;To the lands beyond the tides&lt;br /&gt;To lands of ancient lore,&lt;br /&gt;With the ferryman, across the tide,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the mists of yore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sirens sing the lulling songs,&lt;br /&gt;In a glorious choirs mimic,&lt;br /&gt;As the passing ones are ushered forth,&lt;br /&gt;The torn, the dying, the sick.&lt;br /&gt;They greet them all with pomp and fair,&lt;br /&gt;And morbidly fashioned antics,&lt;br /&gt;And over all the Cerberus stands,&lt;br /&gt;Over the river Styx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HERO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8633856922328361103?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8633856922328361103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8633856922328361103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8633856922328361103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8633856922328361103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/styx.html' title='Styx'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-350290964872239642</id><published>2007-12-06T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:52:38.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind</title><content type='html'>What the fuck,&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean you can’t see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only standing in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;And the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you be so blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re letting those demons,&lt;br /&gt;Crawl on you and hide the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I love you,&lt;br /&gt;But you’re pretending like you can’t see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m right here in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re not blind and we both know it,&lt;br /&gt;You just have to look and believe in what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it’s me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;Bearing me heart to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just open you eyes and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the only thing I want,&lt;br /&gt;Is there to be a you and Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-350290964872239642?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/350290964872239642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=350290964872239642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/350290964872239642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/350290964872239642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/blind.html' title='blind'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3712973590859471539</id><published>2007-12-06T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:50:40.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frozen tears</title><content type='html'>They freeze one my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I feel so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those tears,&lt;br /&gt;That are now lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fall and shatter,&lt;br /&gt;On the ground around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if like tears of glass,&lt;br /&gt;That are perfectly clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They smash and shatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending pieces of razor sharp tears,&lt;br /&gt;In ever direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning as they sink deep in the flesh&lt;br /&gt; of any poor soul they happen to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a knife it sinks,&lt;br /&gt;Like fire it burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those frozen tears,&lt;br /&gt;That never say words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have no story they have no tale,&lt;br /&gt;They just fall and shatter where ever they will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen tears that give only pain,&lt;br /&gt;Frozen tears that bear my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen tears that will never go away,&lt;br /&gt;Frozen tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3712973590859471539?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3712973590859471539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7737048283120021593</id><published>2007-12-06T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:46:19.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>see you again</title><content type='html'>The laughter ha died,&lt;br /&gt;And silence does abide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night has closed in,&lt;br /&gt;And all shut their weary eye lids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness has no hold,&lt;br /&gt;Hunger had no pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of you keeps driving me insane,&lt;br /&gt;Till I see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear has no hitch,&lt;br /&gt;Pain has no sting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep your name on my lips,&lt;br /&gt;Till mornings first light and when I see you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7737048283120021593?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7737048283120021593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7737048283120021593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7737048283120021593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7737048283120021593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/see-you-again.html' title='see you again'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5154947677465676188</id><published>2007-12-06T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:43:18.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen heart</title><content type='html'>You stole my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me with only the memory,&lt;br /&gt;Of what we were yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m broken,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m broken,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t feel right,&lt;br /&gt;When you’re gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; run away with me heart,&lt;br /&gt;And you expect me to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s nowhere you can hide,&lt;br /&gt;That I won’t find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you could,&lt;br /&gt;Keep some of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why take some,&lt;br /&gt;When you could have all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t live without you the thief of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to heal, I want to feel&lt;br /&gt;Like a was and am something real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t without my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re bound to me,&lt;br /&gt;Now that you hold a piece of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you run, why do you hide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Till your back by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel,&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m somewhere I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only place I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is with my heart and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you run of?&lt;br /&gt;You’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; stolen my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5154947677465676188?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5154947677465676188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5154947677465676188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5154947677465676188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5154947677465676188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/stolen-heart.html' title='stolen heart'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7612814915888500351</id><published>2007-12-06T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:40:17.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>People who will always be there,&lt;br /&gt;And some who really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that offer a helping hand,&lt;br /&gt;To pick you up and make you feel glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, that no matter what you do,&lt;br /&gt;Will always be there to stand beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t a good thing,&lt;br /&gt;To loose, misuse, or abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause one day you’ll wish,&lt;br /&gt;You had one to be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7612814915888500351?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7612814915888500351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7612814915888500351&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7612814915888500351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7612814915888500351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5589411810753653686</id><published>2007-12-06T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:38:36.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>closing</title><content type='html'>Their trying to close,&lt;br /&gt;My eye lids are fighting to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right I’m not,&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t slept well since I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes are closing cause they want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their fighting to close,&lt;br /&gt;The weight is getting heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their fighting to close,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I can take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their closing…ever so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their closing, I don’t think I can make it,&lt;br /&gt;Their closing and sleep is overtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their closing….&lt;br /&gt;Closing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5589411810753653686?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5589411810753653686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5589411810753653686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5589411810753653686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5589411810753653686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/closing.html' title='closing'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7050631827116877464</id><published>2007-12-06T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:37:28.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>da house</title><content type='html'>Worn and torn,&lt;br /&gt;Wounded and dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They poor and needy,&lt;br /&gt;Seeking bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But find none cause there is none, to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity builds,&lt;br /&gt;Hate crumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hopes of many left in a bundle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; house was strong,&lt;br /&gt;But know is weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trash and rodents,&lt;br /&gt;Running at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaks were leads &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water so vile,&lt;br /&gt;It looks and smells like pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead left on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Even at the very door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in hell.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only question I have,&lt;br /&gt;How can I leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; green door,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get out of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7050631827116877464?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7050631827116877464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-71369667681474993</id><published>2007-12-06T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:36:03.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunflower. for my friend Lisa</title><content type='html'>Keep looking to the light,&lt;br /&gt;And shine so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receive the love from the one above,&lt;br /&gt;Let it show with your face of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sway with the wind but never give in,&lt;br /&gt;To the driving urge to bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up straight with no disgrace,&lt;br /&gt;And let your beauty show with words untold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you hold,&lt;br /&gt;In that chest hidden within you a love so strong it overwhelms you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun shine on you,&lt;br /&gt;And run right through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand strong when all seems to,&lt;br /&gt;Crumble around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re my sunflower of light,&lt;br /&gt;With you everything looks bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shine in the day, and shine at night,&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light when all else seems black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brighten my life,&lt;br /&gt;When you were the only thing that lacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shine your life my sunflower of light,&lt;br /&gt;Shine you light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-71369667681474993?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/71369667681474993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=71369667681474993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/71369667681474993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/71369667681474993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunflower-for-my-friend-lisa.html' title='Sunflower. for my friend Lisa'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-804474114030764297</id><published>2007-12-06T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:33:39.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your will</title><content type='html'>Here I stand I can do no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face my be bloody,&lt;br /&gt;But I still won’t run for cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my war,&lt;br /&gt;And I have ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intention&lt;/span&gt; to fight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain won’t scare me,&lt;br /&gt;Fire won’t burn me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with be by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The march is on,&lt;br /&gt;Let us rally in the marching line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of soldiers with no fear in their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;For they know they could never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bugle had been sounded,&lt;br /&gt;And the shout are being shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy screams and falls,&lt;br /&gt;To his knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, I am yours,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready for service,&lt;br /&gt;Humble or great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready to do your will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-804474114030764297?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/804474114030764297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=804474114030764297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/804474114030764297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/804474114030764297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-will.html' title='your will'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2676804752741747316</id><published>2007-12-06T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:32:12.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>letters</title><content type='html'>Man’s eyes &lt;br /&gt;Looming over the letters on the golden pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading them so fast,&lt;br /&gt;You’d think they’d vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big words, small words,&lt;br /&gt;They want all words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if stuffing another word in,&lt;br /&gt;Would make you any smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No letters to hold back,&lt;br /&gt;They want the whole sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write while you can,&lt;br /&gt;Before all letters are band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By those letter hungry mongrels,&lt;br /&gt;Who eat them for snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters to see,letters to think,&lt;br /&gt;Letters to write, in permanent ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters, letters, letters,&lt;br /&gt;That’s all we ever hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I guess their a good thing,&lt;br /&gt;Or you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t be reading this stupid thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2676804752741747316?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2676804752741747316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2676804752741747316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2676804752741747316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2676804752741747316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/letters.html' title='letters'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2900091092687011204</id><published>2007-12-06T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:30:19.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stairing mirror</title><content type='html'>I look into the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;At this face I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None other then yours,&lt;br /&gt;Stair back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you in me,&lt;br /&gt;Even though we my be far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As though a tiny seed,&lt;br /&gt;Had been planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the buds have started to part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion flows,&lt;br /&gt;As anxiety grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever see you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or will I always be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Staring&lt;/span&gt; in the mirror&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2900091092687011204?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2900091092687011204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2900091092687011204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2900091092687011204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2900091092687011204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/stairing-mirror.html' title='stairing mirror'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1283502570746331661</id><published>2007-12-06T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:28:48.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the room</title><content type='html'>The room is empty,&lt;br /&gt;But it’s still filled with memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of your gentle touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still flows,&lt;br /&gt;Threw me when I’m in this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was once a loud room,&lt;br /&gt;Full of voices is now dead with silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must the thought of you,&lt;br /&gt;Only be in haunting memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the things that were,&lt;br /&gt;But never will be again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is empty,&lt;br /&gt;But your spirit lives on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room may be empty,&lt;br /&gt;But the fun will never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is empty,&lt;br /&gt;But our love will never fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is empty,&lt;br /&gt;But our love will always stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1283502570746331661?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1283502570746331661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1283502570746331661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1283502570746331661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1283502570746331661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/room.html' title='the room'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' 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dance, a time of song,&lt;br /&gt;Boy this list could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is enough don’t you think?&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t the only thing we have to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mourning and misery,&lt;br /&gt;Were everything seems to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t that girl,&lt;br /&gt;have been the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not this, why not that?&lt;br /&gt;God, I don’t give myself anything back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PFD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Past Fellowship Depression,&lt;br /&gt;The plague that spreads and kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PFD&lt;/span&gt;, is it in you?&lt;br /&gt;If not it soon will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7591771990305729044?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7591771990305729044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7591771990305729044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7591771990305729044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7591771990305729044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/pfd.html' title='PFD'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1153121436933913131</id><published>2007-12-06T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:25:52.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insane</title><content type='html'>Save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Unless you do this with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Take me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in,&lt;br /&gt;Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up,&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn around and do a dance,&lt;br /&gt;And come and love me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood is like wine,&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue is just divine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in me and take me over,&lt;br /&gt;I want you, need you, and can’t live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, you hate me,&lt;br /&gt;We can’t live without each other so come let us be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be insane,&lt;br /&gt;But at least it’s beater then being in pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1153121436933913131?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1153121436933913131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1153121436933913131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1153121436933913131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1153121436933913131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/insane.html' title='insane'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1608837667576299069</id><published>2007-12-06T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:24:07.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul food</title><content type='html'>Children squeal with delight,&lt;br /&gt;As their meal comes into sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for the body,&lt;br /&gt;Sex for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can’t go without the other,&lt;br /&gt;But at the moment my body has taken a deadly toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hug can last and hour,&lt;br /&gt;A kiss could scrape a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over a year without feeling you,&lt;br /&gt;Is more then I can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is hungry,&lt;br /&gt;Even though my body is fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting so bad,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in misery,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I t seem that no matter how hard I try,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feed my soul,&lt;br /&gt;In ever sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More then a burger or steak,&lt;br /&gt;Or a freshly cooked bird ever could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these thing are good too,&lt;br /&gt;But there’s nothing in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That compares.&lt;br /&gt;With a little bit of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1608837667576299069?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1608837667576299069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2261675661621113207</id><published>2007-12-06T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:22:19.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden secret</title><content type='html'>My life is a bunch of secrets,&lt;br /&gt;And only a few some people know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest I keep to myself,&lt;br /&gt;And never let them show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say I’m surrounded by a firewall,&lt;br /&gt;A place where no one can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s cause of all the things,&lt;br /&gt;That’s happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trusted my heart and life,&lt;br /&gt;In others hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they broke them apart,&lt;br /&gt;It made me really sad  as well as mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a wall,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some secrets,&lt;br /&gt;I will never show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2261675661621113207?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2261675661621113207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2261675661621113207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2261675661621113207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2261675661621113207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/hidden-secret.html' title='hidden secret'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1701085926081921003</id><published>2007-12-06T17:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:20:55.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for Tiny</title><content type='html'>So big and round,&lt;br /&gt;Nearly two hundred pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cruel and mean,&lt;br /&gt;But still so lean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s pretty strong but not very smart,&lt;br /&gt;And god, does it stink when he farts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun to pick on,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’m the squirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can punch him as hard as I want,&lt;br /&gt;And it still won’t hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly of iron,&lt;br /&gt;Fists of clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s a weird mix,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow all this to say,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll miss you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day I come back,&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woop&lt;/span&gt; your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;What can I say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1701085926081921003?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1701085926081921003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1701085926081921003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1701085926081921003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1701085926081921003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-tiny.html' title='for Tiny'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8337726575810630881</id><published>2007-12-06T17:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:19:54.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>Waiting,&lt;br /&gt;While listening to debating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tossing and turning,&lt;br /&gt;It’s so boring, I’m snoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images race through my head,&lt;br /&gt;As I try and make time fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still it drags on,&lt;br /&gt;Almost till the brake of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m bored,&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not doing anything,&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m bored,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m going die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m bored,&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8337726575810630881?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8337726575810630881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8337726575810630881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8337726575810630881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8337726575810630881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4334978445985422419</id><published>2007-12-06T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:19:08.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen star</title><content type='html'>Like a falling star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; fallen far,&lt;br /&gt;Far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kept walking to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;Despite my plea’s to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t go far” you said,&lt;br /&gt;As you took another step closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re a falling star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world that you thought would bring you,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you turn your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;From the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the star that has fallen,&lt;br /&gt;But that could have been used for the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t to late,&lt;br /&gt;Turn back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fallen star,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Isn&lt;/span&gt;’t the name for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to the light,&lt;br /&gt;And life that was made for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fallen star,&lt;br /&gt;Fall no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fallen star,&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4334978445985422419?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4334978445985422419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4334978445985422419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4334978445985422419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4334978445985422419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/fallen-star.html' title='fallen star'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-712793418545317733</id><published>2007-12-06T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:17:48.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pushing the botton</title><content type='html'>Pushing a button,&lt;br /&gt;to turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a motion,&lt;br /&gt;most people don't give much thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pushing the button,&lt;br /&gt;on you, my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the hardest thing I've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sadness in my voice,&lt;br /&gt;a heaviness on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my finger slowly presses down,&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, like a cut, your gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my time with you,&lt;br /&gt;no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep will not come,&lt;br /&gt;the pain for me is to great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed to button on you,&lt;br /&gt;and now it's to late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take back,&lt;br /&gt;what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My anger and sorrow grow,&lt;br /&gt;more with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a foolish thing" some people say,&lt;br /&gt;"to shed a tear over something so lame".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not,&lt;br /&gt;when it's the person you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that’s as gentle as a dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is gone forever,&lt;br /&gt;and only left you her spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have waited a little longer,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have it go right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you gone,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm left with nothing but a memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because I listened to your plea,&lt;br /&gt;and pushed the stupid button.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-712793418545317733?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/712793418545317733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=712793418545317733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/712793418545317733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/712793418545317733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/pushing-botton.html' title='pushing the botton'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1162223806004641323</id><published>2007-12-06T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:14:53.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>The question &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; been on my mind for quite some time,&lt;br /&gt;is why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you give in,&lt;br /&gt;the the thoughts that others, had within?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to do what you did, but you did,&lt;br /&gt;and now I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;g,&lt;br /&gt;you knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did you keep,&lt;br /&gt;going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure might have been,&lt;br /&gt;for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the anguish is more,&lt;br /&gt;like mortal torment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you see what,&lt;br /&gt;you did was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still my question,&lt;br /&gt;go's on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you let it go on?&lt;br /&gt;Why did it take so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't I have been the one,&lt;br /&gt;to do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1162223806004641323?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1162223806004641323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1162223806004641323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1162223806004641323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1162223806004641323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1146629406314722070</id><published>2007-12-06T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:13:06.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgiven</title><content type='html'>You said "I'm sorry",&lt;br /&gt;for all the things you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say I forgive you,&lt;br /&gt;there's no other words I can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I could be mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard I could try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;it would only make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I more than forgive you,&lt;br /&gt;I just wish there was a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could show you, your forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;in a obvious way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess there's nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I could has already been said,&lt;br /&gt;and now it's all faded away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten the past,&lt;br /&gt;and now look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see you again,&lt;br /&gt;and kiss your royal fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you babe,&lt;br /&gt;now and forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1146629406314722070?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1146629406314722070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1146629406314722070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1146629406314722070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1146629406314722070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/forgiven.html' title='forgiven'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7220447496038944367</id><published>2007-12-06T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:10:49.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss of death</title><content type='html'>The kiss that was nice at the moment,&lt;br /&gt;Is now the kiss that ends all kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burning of my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;And stinging of my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only tells me that my time,&lt;br /&gt;Is no longer then the day I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss of death,&lt;br /&gt;Seems so pleasing and appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is the death of so many,&lt;br /&gt;Who fall to its trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sugar coated red lip,&lt;br /&gt;The sourer pleasure of the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only leads to the burning pain,&lt;br /&gt;That’s inside my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the knife that’s now in my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss of death.&lt;br /&gt;The kiss that steals lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gives nothing in return,&lt;br /&gt;Except a life of torment and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me the one,&lt;br /&gt;With the kiss of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell I have,&lt;br /&gt;And bring me back to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7220447496038944367?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7220447496038944367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7220447496038944367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7220447496038944367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7220447496038944367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/kiss-of-death.html' title='Kiss of death'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1645564948497965240</id><published>2007-12-06T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:06:12.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleached</title><content type='html'>A black beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud and strong,&lt;br /&gt;One after my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleached with white,&lt;br /&gt;While working it’s job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you, you fiend,&lt;br /&gt;Of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that leaves you stain in white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover the bleach with black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let us fight back,&lt;br /&gt;Turning all clothes black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1645564948497965240?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1645564948497965240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1645564948497965240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1645564948497965240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1645564948497965240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/bleached.html' title='bleached'/><author><name>Dia 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tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And imagine you,&lt;br /&gt;There beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;as the hours slowly drag by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8308023399000639007?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8308023399000639007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8308023399000639007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8308023399000639007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8308023399000639007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/night.html' title='Night'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3473885928482754431</id><published>2007-12-06T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:03:09.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhyming rhyms</title><content type='html'>Poems written on different pages,&lt;br /&gt;But most meaning almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each written at a different time,&lt;br /&gt;But all with the same rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes that rhyme with the rhymes,&lt;br /&gt;Of previous rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circle goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sounds good on one line,&lt;br /&gt;Can sound good another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just written with a different rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poets mind is a world of floating rhymes,&lt;br /&gt;Each one important in their own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes that rhyme one day,&lt;br /&gt;And again the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes you can never find the words or rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;To write with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes that rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;But at other times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes that rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;With other rhyming rhymes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3473885928482754431?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3655998263485721572</id><published>2007-12-06T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:01:33.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex</title><content type='html'>I wrote this one to the tune of, I think, a beastiboys song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What every girl and boy wants is,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every parent’s worst fear is,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why it’s so much fun, cause it’s,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls and screaming,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the boys are yelling,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the parent’s are saying,&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what they don’t know,&lt;br /&gt;They don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why all the girls are squealing,&lt;br /&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the boys pants hit the,&lt;br /&gt;Floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause all they really want is,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they’ll keep on having,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the day they die its,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they hit the sky its,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it will always be,&lt;br /&gt;Sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3655998263485721572?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3655998263485721572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=3655998263485721572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1ialwN-f6I/AAAAAAAAABw/qHU7or0xAd4/s1600-h/Mush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1ialwN-f6I/AAAAAAAAABw/qHU7or0xAd4/s320/Mush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141028948032782242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mush may be to daughter of satan,&lt;br /&gt;But god does she know how to kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can make your body shudder,&lt;br /&gt;With just one move of her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To nice to be mean,&lt;br /&gt;But boy can she be to those people she doesn’t like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’ll punch you on the double,&lt;br /&gt;So you beater stay out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you want to run far from her sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delightfully delicious,&lt;br /&gt;And oh so nutritious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one can say that,&lt;br /&gt;but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother of evil,&lt;br /&gt;My tutor or darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your child’s worst dreams,&lt;br /&gt;For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine top cherish,&lt;br /&gt;Yours to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you poor little dears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5072938275072574853?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5072938275072574853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5072938275072574853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5072938275072574853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5072938275072574853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/mother-and-tutor.html' title='Mother and Tutor'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1ialwN-f6I/AAAAAAAAABw/qHU7or0xAd4/s72-c/Mush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7015747232895422950</id><published>2007-12-06T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:09:27.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1iY1gN-f5I/AAAAAAAAABo/hUoJKvmvkEw/s1600-h/1114581966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1iY1gN-f5I/AAAAAAAAABo/hUoJKvmvkEw/s320/1114581966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141027019592466322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear of blood,&lt;br /&gt;for the child that was never born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear of blood,&lt;br /&gt;for the bird that could never sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear of blood,&lt;br /&gt;for the crippled and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear of blood for me,&lt;br /&gt;for I'm the one insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one that will be dead,&lt;br /&gt;with the pain of being without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear of blood,&lt;br /&gt;for you, cause your to cool to be left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry tears of blood,&lt;br /&gt;one for me and one for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7015747232895422950?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7015747232895422950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7015747232895422950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7015747232895422950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7015747232895422950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/bloody-tears.html' title='Bloody Tears'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1iY1gN-f5I/AAAAAAAAABo/hUoJKvmvkEw/s72-c/1114581966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8258680227348069876</id><published>2007-12-06T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:49:16.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the closet</title><content type='html'>A place where we can go and hide,&lt;br /&gt;And do nothing for a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place we can go and think,&lt;br /&gt;And not worry about being seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place to sit whenever we want,&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, don’t we feel smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place we can,&lt;br /&gt;Write, fight, or just stay out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place we can have fun,&lt;br /&gt;And try to make each other feel dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend to me,&lt;br /&gt;A friend for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s almost nothing we can’t do,&lt;br /&gt;In our closet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8258680227348069876?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8258680227348069876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8258680227348069876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1iYLAN-f4I/AAAAAAAAABg/Pn11b7pZsHE/s1600-h/writing_contest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1iYLAN-f4I/AAAAAAAAABg/Pn11b7pZsHE/s320/writing_contest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141026289448025986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic but still so ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of one’s mind,&lt;br /&gt;Written in a poetic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning,&lt;br /&gt;A word so new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever evening,&lt;br /&gt;A note with a catchy tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word to make up,&lt;br /&gt;For the thousands to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it has to be written,&lt;br /&gt;In a rhythmic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking hands that scribble each word,&lt;br /&gt;While on his mind it still burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phrases erased and replaced,&lt;br /&gt;By something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts without emotion or feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Will never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tries and retries,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till at last he comes with,&lt;br /&gt;The poem that is just right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-6076651289433862846?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/6076651289433862846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=6076651289433862846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/6076651289433862846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/6076651289433862846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/writer.html' title='The Writer'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1iYLAN-f4I/AAAAAAAAABg/Pn11b7pZsHE/s72-c/writing_contest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4992555796029441099</id><published>2007-12-06T16:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:44:56.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want</title><content type='html'>I want to feel,&lt;br /&gt;Your arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear,&lt;br /&gt;Your voice beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch,&lt;br /&gt;Your soft face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wipe,&lt;br /&gt;All your tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold,&lt;br /&gt;You close in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to whisper,&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be,&lt;br /&gt;Always with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love,&lt;br /&gt;You every day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want…,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4992555796029441099?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4992555796029441099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4553450619645006701</id><published>2007-12-06T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:44:02.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Road</title><content type='html'>I walk down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my hopes, dreams, and wishes,&lt;br /&gt;making my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Float swiftly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of things that happened in the past,&lt;br /&gt;Things that never came to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep walking forward,&lt;br /&gt;In the direction of a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A house made up of stories,&lt;br /&gt;To make up for my lacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A house of things,&lt;br /&gt;That I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A house that was made,&lt;br /&gt;Of the many be tossing nights I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A house that’s held together,&lt;br /&gt;By memories of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No nails or screws,&lt;br /&gt;Not even glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house was made,&lt;br /&gt;To tell the story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house that sits,&lt;br /&gt;On this paper road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4553450619645006701?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4553450619645006701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4553450619645006701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1YdAwN-f3I/AAAAAAAAABU/_jPdIljYJrw/s1600-h/black_wind_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140327923470729074" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/R1YdAwN-f3I/AAAAAAAAABU/_jPdIljYJrw/s320/black_wind_banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind that lives in the ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind that longs for the taste of sweet blood,&lt;br /&gt;That dances to the sound of screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind that cares not for the dead&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The souls of within cry and scream,&lt;br /&gt;For the bodies on men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raw flesh that’s a treat the their dry tongues,&lt;br /&gt;The sweet blood the wet their thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;And a soul to add as one of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide your face when the wind blows,&lt;br /&gt;Run with all the strength that’s within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a way gate to leave that hole,&lt;br /&gt;For that’s the way evil won’t harm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no shield that can protect you,&lt;br /&gt;No sword to defend you.&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing that can stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind begins to blow,&lt;br /&gt;Run while you can before it finds you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black wind is coming,&lt;br /&gt;Run before it’s to late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4539035146830338654?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4539035146830338654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4539035146830338654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5740040844007652256</id><published>2007-12-04T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:29:46.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Orphan</title><content type='html'>Thin and shabby,&lt;br /&gt;His hair looks like a mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sits in the corner all lonely,&lt;br /&gt;He looks like one big splat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s alone cause no one Wants to be with him,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t blame them,Cause he can be one annoying guy,To be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t be so bad,&lt;br /&gt;If he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the last time we told him,&lt;br /&gt;He just looked at us and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt; what more can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be an orphan&lt;br /&gt;Then good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t speak for the others,&lt;br /&gt;but I’ll say this to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want, you can be an orphan,&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t know you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5740040844007652256?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5740040844007652256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5740040844007652256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Someday we’ll see each other again,&lt;br /&gt;God, help it not to be far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day could mean tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Someday take forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t wait,&lt;br /&gt;For that golden day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be flying in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Or walking on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won’t matter to me,&lt;br /&gt;As long as it’s you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday it’ll be a fun day,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I hate that word,It still means the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday will be a good day,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m holding you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll never again part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7434236022751837562?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4364559390168387991</id><published>2007-12-04T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:17:31.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishmaster</title><content type='html'>I am the man,&lt;br /&gt;Who has wished many wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You name them,&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; probably wished them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; wished from,&lt;br /&gt;Love and beauty to hate and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no wish that’s gotten away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the outside,&lt;br /&gt; I’m nothing but a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you were to look within,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find where the wish master lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4364559390168387991?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4364559390168387991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4364559390168387991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4364559390168387991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4364559390168387991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/wishmaster.html' title='Wishmaster'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4088952514399349406</id><published>2007-12-04T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:14:40.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed</title><content type='html'>What happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;You’re not the girl I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; chanced,&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days,&lt;br /&gt;We used to talk and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it stay in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old you,&lt;br /&gt;I think I liked her better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever see her again,&lt;br /&gt;Tell her to give me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss her,&lt;br /&gt;And want to keep being her friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4088952514399349406?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4088952514399349406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4088952514399349406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4088952514399349406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4088952514399349406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/changed.html' title='changed'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-6040402763449093399</id><published>2007-12-04T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:11:10.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserted Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deserted&lt;/span&gt; love left helpless one the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Discarded by the one who said, you they will always love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scattered and broken, covered with dust,&lt;br /&gt;From how long ago, you don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back threw the line of time,&lt;br /&gt;To the day we first met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything that has happened&lt;br /&gt;from now till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all we’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been threw,&lt;br /&gt;And how they all turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frantically&lt;/span&gt; for clues,&lt;br /&gt;To see if I had anything to do what just came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me without a warning,&lt;br /&gt;Barely gave me a chance to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just walked away with a,&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, maybe I’ll see u again someday”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re gone…..for how long I don’t know,&lt;br /&gt;And about the same time you knew I was going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I’ll see you again,&lt;br /&gt;And if I do,&lt;br /&gt;it will probably be when I’m old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And god know how long without you,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be able to hold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-6040402763449093399?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/6040402763449093399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=6040402763449093399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/6040402763449093399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/6040402763449093399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/deserted-love.html' title='Deserted Love'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2998909197851334367</id><published>2007-12-04T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:05:48.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terri</title><content type='html'>Eyes of light sea blue,&lt;br /&gt;That make me think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair of summers golden sun,&lt;br /&gt;Which brings a smile to every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips I want to kiss,&lt;br /&gt;And forever be lost in this abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri,&lt;br /&gt;god made you just to cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2998909197851334367?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2998909197851334367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2998909197851334367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2998909197851334367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2998909197851334367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/terri.html' title='Terri'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3780064637813838631</id><published>2007-12-04T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:04:14.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metle beauty..I was bored</title><content type='html'>Movies that make you scream,&lt;br /&gt;Music that makes you bleed.&lt;br /&gt;Korn for the young,&lt;br /&gt;Metalica for the old.&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful this metal is,&lt;br /&gt;To me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3780064637813838631?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3780064637813838631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=3780064637813838631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3780064637813838631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3780064637813838631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/12/metle-beautyi-was-bored.html' title='Metle beauty..I was bored'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3742132057195462735</id><published>2007-11-25T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:12:06.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind wonder</title><content type='html'>Let your mind wonder&lt;br /&gt;back to days you found so much fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a time when there was peace instead of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a time when love meant so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a place where the only thing to do&lt;br /&gt; was sit in each others arms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just me and you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3742132057195462735?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3742132057195462735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=3742132057195462735&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3742132057195462735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3742132057195462735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/mind-wonder.html' title='Mind wonder'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-6537265956253317343</id><published>2007-11-25T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:06:47.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deaths ring</title><content type='html'>The viper’s sting is in my blood,&lt;br /&gt;the vampire’s bite on my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul mourns and my heart is crushed,&lt;br /&gt;trampled underfoot by all those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; let me thrust the knife in my side;&lt;br /&gt;let me fall from the highest mount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relies your hold on my life for I no longer want to live it,&lt;br /&gt;let me be to my torment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give in and let death overwhelm me;&lt;br /&gt; don’t hold me back any more for you only make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just relies me please I want to die,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand it any longer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me give my mind over to darkness,&lt;br /&gt; let my soul go down to the grave,&lt;br /&gt;let the evil within me brake free and dive to the pits of shadows,&lt;br /&gt;only then can I be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you linger?&lt;br /&gt; Why must you torture me so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was for you tat I would have fought and died for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why must you stab me from behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my love, my soul and this is how you repay me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam you, you little heathen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why won’t you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Keep me any longer&lt;br /&gt; and you’d wish that Pandora’s Box was reopened&lt;br /&gt;and ever curse in the book bespoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you keep your hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You little mongrel,&lt;br /&gt;I was born for you, I lived for you,&lt;br /&gt;but now I would rather die without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You repaid my love with sorrow and now I dread tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you still hold on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won’t you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is all I’m wanting,&lt;br /&gt;is that to much for the asking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t I served you enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let the angels come and take me&lt;br /&gt; to what reward could be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go, I beg you please,&lt;br /&gt;you only make thing harder and my passion for death stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must you torture me so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll ask you one more time,&lt;br /&gt; please heed my warning before it’s to late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let me go so death can take me to were my brothers are waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-6537265956253317343?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/6537265956253317343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=6537265956253317343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/6537265956253317343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/6537265956253317343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/deaths-ring.html' title='Deaths ring'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8341963130023488611</id><published>2007-11-25T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:01:06.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheer&lt;/span&gt; up my friend,&lt;br /&gt;it’s not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine again,&lt;br /&gt;And things will turn out better then when they began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This storm will pass away,&lt;br /&gt;And then you’ll see the light of another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries and fears will soon be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When weir in each other arms,&lt;br /&gt;Holding each other closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away but never to stay,&lt;br /&gt;Closer we’ll be and forever will it be that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8341963130023488611?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8341963130023488611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8341963130023488611&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8341963130023488611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8341963130023488611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4252593133039238264</id><published>2007-11-25T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:58:25.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mush</title><content type='html'>Daughter of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Sister of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet and kind,&lt;br /&gt;But still so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin as bright as light,&lt;br /&gt;Clothes as dark as night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips or strawberry cream,&lt;br /&gt;That make me soul scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a sexy thing Mush can be,&lt;br /&gt;To me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4252593133039238264?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4252593133039238264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4252593133039238264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4252593133039238264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4252593133039238264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/mush.html' title='Mush'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3140142195089507268</id><published>2007-11-25T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:57:11.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make u shine</title><content type='html'>I told you I’d make you famous,&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I’d try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wipe those red, tear-stained eyes,&lt;br /&gt;For I’m about to make u shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will start looking at you,&lt;br /&gt;With love instead of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those that still think you’re a disgrace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can shove the finger in their face,&lt;br /&gt;And yell “fuck you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll walk over kings and queens,&lt;br /&gt;Lords and ladies will bend their knee, to your every plea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you in the lead,&lt;br /&gt;and me pulling the strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be the most popular girl,&lt;br /&gt;This world has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those that get in your way,&lt;br /&gt;Just punch them in the face and say,“back off!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world will soon remember your name,&lt;br /&gt;Cause of all the power you’ll gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the promise I made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3140142195089507268?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3140142195089507268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=3140142195089507268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3140142195089507268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3140142195089507268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/make-u-shine.html' title='Make u shine'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7046300838268212842</id><published>2007-11-15T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:40:38.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Witchcraft</title><content type='html'>She sits in her room,&lt;br /&gt;Thats all black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demons, you can see them,&lt;br /&gt;Crawling on her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her lap a book,&lt;br /&gt;Of many spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shhh,&lt;br /&gt;Your not supposed to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cuts in her arm,&lt;br /&gt;The result of this craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still she wants more,&lt;br /&gt;Always more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two yeas she went on,&lt;br /&gt;With no one knowing a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This witchcraft of hers,&lt;br /&gt;That I find really absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, one day she stopped,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a relieving thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know the dragon fang,Is on her door.&lt;br /&gt;The enemy won’t take it,Her saying no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tries threatening her with death,&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn’t give a heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s got nothing to live for,&lt;br /&gt;Or so she likes to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s finished, and that’s final.&lt;br /&gt;God help it not to be just another of her recitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help her not to go to witchcraft anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, help her to throw,&lt;br /&gt;The stupid thing out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a risky game,&lt;br /&gt;And she shouldn't’t be playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I wrote this from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to help her see,&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more to life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then those stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7046300838268212842?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7046300838268212842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7046300838268212842&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7046300838268212842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7046300838268212842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/witchcraft.html' title='Witchcraft'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-66757385501170160</id><published>2007-11-15T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:25:22.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scammbled Feelings</title><content type='html'>Crushed,&lt;br /&gt;Like stone turned to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot in the head,&lt;br /&gt;My world falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood so red,&lt;br /&gt;You can taste it in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my soul is dead,&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to sing and shout.&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-66757385501170160?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/66757385501170160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=66757385501170160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/66757385501170160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/66757385501170160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/scammbled-feelings.html' title='Scammbled Feelings'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4290651254007239608</id><published>2007-11-15T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:22:44.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undiscovered Spy</title><content type='html'>Hello and goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I’m that undiscovered spy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not here to stay,&lt;br /&gt;I’m just passing threw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding out all I can,&lt;br /&gt;From stupid fools like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the place of,&lt;br /&gt;Every stone and mouse in the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every crack and leak,&lt;br /&gt;You have in your shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This castle will soon be mine,&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be no way,You could put up a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m as swift as the wind,&lt;br /&gt;And as crewel as the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll kill every man, woman, and child,&lt;br /&gt;There is in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think,&lt;br /&gt;I’m hated with so much spit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the thief in the night,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the one that stole his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the undiscovered spy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s here to take your life.&lt;br /&gt;I go and I come as I please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I hate the light,&lt;br /&gt;So I stay out of sight and attack at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyone that does see me,&lt;br /&gt;Never lives to see another day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I come and snatch their soul away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the undiscovered spy,&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here one day and gone the next,&lt;br /&gt;I just love this game I play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4290651254007239608?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4290651254007239608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4290651254007239608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4290651254007239608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/4290651254007239608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/undiscovered-spy.html' title='Undiscovered Spy'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2634537027053520971</id><published>2007-11-15T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:01:31.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loves Beauty</title><content type='html'>My love,&lt;br /&gt;your so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;That’s been sent for me.&lt;br /&gt;I think of you,and I feel in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold you,&lt;br /&gt;and I see God's dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your my beacon on light,&lt;br /&gt;in this world of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to grab you,&lt;br /&gt;and kiss you and always be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you,&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie.I can't live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please my love,&lt;br /&gt;be mine&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2634537027053520971?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2634537027053520971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2634537027053520971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2634537027053520971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2634537027053520971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-love-your-so-beautiful.html' title='Loves Beauty'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-5189880989234855533</id><published>2007-11-15T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:57:18.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>I can feel it,&lt;br /&gt;It’s leaving me.&lt;br /&gt;It’s going away,&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know when it’ll be back.&lt;br /&gt;This is it’s poem farewell,I&lt;br /&gt;t’s poem goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;The gift has come,&lt;br /&gt;And know it must go on.&lt;br /&gt;Following its master,&lt;br /&gt;With her not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left,&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s going too.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it leaving,&lt;br /&gt;The gifts draining away.&lt;br /&gt;It’s leaving,&lt;br /&gt;In fact it’s almost gone.&lt;br /&gt;It just wanted to leave,T&lt;br /&gt;his poem to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s gone&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-5189880989234855533?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/5189880989234855533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=5189880989234855533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5189880989234855533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/5189880989234855533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/gone.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8166149290450907605</id><published>2007-11-15T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:37:52.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning</title><content type='html'>Tears lost,&lt;br /&gt;By broken hate.&lt;br /&gt;Blood mixed with sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;The warning.&lt;br /&gt;Of a poisonous death.&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8166149290450907605?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8166149290450907605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=8166149290450907605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8166149290450907605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/8166149290450907605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/warning.html' title='warning'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7156024233415978538</id><published>2007-11-15T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:33:45.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Used + Abused</title><content type='html'>A puppet.&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I’ve ever been to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tool.&lt;br /&gt;For you to use and abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let myself,Be used?&lt;br /&gt;Someone to kiss your butt,And get u stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I’ve ever been&lt;br /&gt;A servant, a slave,Who was blinded to want to obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wont be used&lt;br /&gt;,No, not any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, be a whore,&lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to be used by you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go find some other idiot,&lt;br /&gt;To do your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don’t count on me to do it for u,&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7156024233415978538?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7156024233415978538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7156024233415978538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7156024233415978538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7156024233415978538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/used-abused.html' title='Used + Abused'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-8059769753744075451</id><published>2007-11-15T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:10:05.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire + Ice</title><content type='html'>My feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;Are strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the waves of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;They always change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I love you&lt;br /&gt;The next I don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;But then I want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s fire&lt;br /&gt;Other times its ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me so bad&lt;br /&gt;But also feels so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;With a dagger in my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d leave you for dead&lt;br /&gt;But then run back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t make-up my mind&lt;br /&gt;How I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll leave it at&lt;br /&gt;I love and hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-8059769753744075451?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/8059769753744075451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1965790849935556400</id><published>2007-11-15T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:10:19.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>black crows</title><content type='html'>One black crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on a branch&lt;br /&gt;Across the bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two black crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the field&lt;br /&gt;All day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three black crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-crow&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what else to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four black crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loco&lt;br /&gt;People call me psycho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five, six black crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They insist&lt;br /&gt;they want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven, eight black crows&lt;br /&gt;Here comes a lone crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine, ten black crows&lt;br /&gt;I’m deadThey fly in to devour their prey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1965790849935556400?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1965790849935556400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1965790849935556400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1965790849935556400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1965790849935556400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-crows.html' title='black crows'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-6950470951587442779</id><published>2007-11-15T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:10:45.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye</title><content type='html'>Poetry is an eye&lt;br /&gt;The door to another’s world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the past + feelings&lt;br /&gt;Without speaking to them a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door that hides&lt;br /&gt;So many surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes that don’t hold back&lt;br /&gt;From those tear-stained eye-lids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside she looks fine&lt;br /&gt;But her poetry never lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger built up&lt;br /&gt;Till their dead without sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears swell up&lt;br /&gt;Their pouring on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes that tell what they heard&lt;br /&gt;But from her hand that wrote every word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut the eye&lt;br /&gt;Close the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not worthy&lt;br /&gt;To see anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the girl that lives&lt;br /&gt;Within my hearts door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-6950470951587442779?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/6950470951587442779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-7267408731017363740</id><published>2007-11-15T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:11:03.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistress</title><content type='html'>Living in hell awaiting the day&lt;br /&gt;She comes + fucks your sorrows away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistress of madness, toil, + grief&lt;br /&gt;A angel of love, beauty, + sexuality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in her would with nothing but care&lt;br /&gt;Praying she’ll lick you out of disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her only wish it to please you&lt;br /&gt;They only want to rape + beat you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed + disappeared&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till she comes&lt;br /&gt;+ sexually eases you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’ll fight away you clouded nights&lt;br /&gt;+ take you away to her bed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.… of sexual delight&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-7267408731017363740?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/7267408731017363740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=7267408731017363740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7267408731017363740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/7267408731017363740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/mistress.html' title='Mistress'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2980048099112640412</id><published>2007-11-15T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:11:20.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>What a beauty what a blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the passing of ones soul&lt;br /&gt;to a differen't world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glory without pain will come&lt;br /&gt;as the dawn brings up the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light at the end will soon be brighter&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling in my soul be lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome life, welcome death&lt;br /&gt;welcome the life after death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now I'll welcome death,&lt;br /&gt;for my life is but a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain and sorrow will soon pass away&lt;br /&gt;when death comes to take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how long do I have to wait,&lt;br /&gt;for my friend,death, to pass my way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2980048099112640412?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2980048099112640412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2980048099112640412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2980048099112640412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2980048099112640412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-1543998305810801255</id><published>2007-11-15T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:11:42.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picked away</title><content type='html'>people ask me how I feel&lt;br /&gt;and I smile and tell them I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they believe me and think I'm for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how can I expres how I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;when I feel like a stone ageanst the ocean's tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind crumbles and falls&lt;br /&gt;just like my world around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left inside&lt;br /&gt;but the pain and sorrow that surounds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piece by piece I'm being picked away&lt;br /&gt;like chickens not knowing there's a fox in their cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the night, slowly scraps away the sun&lt;br /&gt;so does pain scrap away the man I was to become.&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-1543998305810801255?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/1543998305810801255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=1543998305810801255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1543998305810801255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/1543998305810801255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/picked-away.html' title='picked away'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' 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always worried something was wrong&lt;br /&gt;when my serious side came my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you were right all along&lt;br /&gt;but your love was to strong, and kept it at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now your gone&lt;br /&gt;so it cooly comes along to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I knew you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;thow u dinied it all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I knew you'd see the error of your ways&lt;br /&gt;so come along, take my hand, and let us go and play.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to be free&lt;br /&gt;from this pain inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a place to hide&lt;br /&gt;where seriousness seldoms finds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there I want to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your love, the touch from above&lt;br /&gt;to keep it again at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your love is the thing&lt;br /&gt;that can heal all my stings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there I long to say&lt;br /&gt;so,please,give you love my way....again.&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2072799702415289283?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2072799702415289283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2072799702415289283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2072799702415289283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2072799702415289283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/place-to-hide.html' title='A place to hide'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-3795501994928532676</id><published>2007-11-15T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:12:14.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture World</title><content type='html'>It's amazing what a picture can do&lt;br /&gt;you look at it + it's almost like it's looking through you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a time that's no longer now, but before&lt;br /&gt;a person that's not there, but you feel them + know there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My picture world&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I look I see another face looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A face of a person that's not there or are they,&lt;br /&gt;just unseen by the eyes of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a drawer, on the door, pinned on the wall heck&lt;br /&gt;I even have one on a pillow case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head loves to answer that ones call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture world, my picture world&lt;br /&gt;it's everyone that means something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought I often stop + ponder is&lt;br /&gt;does anyone have a picture world that has me?&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-3795501994928532676?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/3795501994928532676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=3795501994928532676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3795501994928532676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/3795501994928532676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/picture-world.html' title='Picture World'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-2696975278645392705</id><published>2007-11-15T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:12:30.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have a name for this one</title><content type='html'>A smile on everyone’s faces but mine&lt;br /&gt;I just never seem to find the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all have something exciting, something new&lt;br /&gt;All I have it memories of the past, places and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears pour inside but never come to show&lt;br /&gt;What point is there in crying, no one can ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’ll never get what there is about me&lt;br /&gt;Causes neither can I… or you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a strange person in this cage of a world&lt;br /&gt;Wincing as the strings of my heart get pulled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling trying to find a place to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling, scared, confused, and empty inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawing my face, trying to scrape out the memories&lt;br /&gt;Of the things I used to do, they only make me think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I build my power high,&lt;br /&gt;Jump off and pretend I can fly. when I don’t have wings to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting you that you can pull through&lt;br /&gt;But can I trust myself to pull through with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had to stay back to hold the evil at bay&lt;br /&gt;If it was a choice between me and you, you know what I’d say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run I’ll stay and die so you can get away&lt;br /&gt;I already feel dead anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Come what way, and past my dieing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now run away and go somewhere safe&lt;br /&gt;You go I stay, I’ll follow you and be with you someday.&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-2696975278645392705?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/2696975278645392705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=2696975278645392705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2696975278645392705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4404250826858190158/posts/default/2696975278645392705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-have-name-for-this-one.html' title='I don&apos;t have a name for this one'/><author><name>Dia Shan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731422508953555486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_piZiXP_5Tpc/SGBnUeLPMiI/AAAAAAAAADE/VVrU_31_0Xs/S220/darkelf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4404250826858190158.post-4346157337618965955</id><published>2007-11-15T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:12:44.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory of you</title><content type='html'>The tears that fell&lt;br /&gt;will fall again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the battle that was over&lt;br /&gt;will again begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sword that was buried&lt;br /&gt;will soon rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men will scream, shout,&lt;br /&gt;moan and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love found&lt;br /&gt;but lost forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dragons fang is carved&lt;br /&gt;deap on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain pours down bitter&lt;br /&gt;burning the hearts and souls of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women will cry&lt;br /&gt;weep and moarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fires blazede&lt;br /&gt;stroying whats new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people stand + watch&lt;br /&gt;they don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seed that was planted long ago&lt;br /&gt;will rise and spring a new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;power, life&lt;br /&gt;a reason to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this I say, and be it true&lt;br /&gt;cause of my loving memory of you.`&lt;br /&gt;J.P.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4404250826858190158-4346157337618965955?l=dia-shan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dia-shan.blogspot.com/feeds/4346157337618965955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4404250826858190158&amp;postID=4346157337618965955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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