<?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-7385468190096410929</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:34:13.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-seraphic secret-</title><subtitle type='html'>-an undefined chronicle-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-1729676456973177485</id><published>2011-01-08T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:08:03.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the walk of shame</title><content type='html'>i embrace myself today&lt;br /&gt;to this moment i reflect&lt;br /&gt;have i lost my mind? &lt;br /&gt;i asked myself&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i have lost myself&lt;br /&gt;this battle inside i'm fighting&lt;br /&gt;all this feelings of shame&lt;br /&gt;i keep it to myself &lt;br /&gt;no where to go no where to hide&lt;br /&gt;possibly the worst ever &lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure of what i should do&lt;br /&gt;no one knows, no one to talk to&lt;br /&gt;i feel this burning shame deep within&lt;br /&gt;something that i cant run away from&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself i hate my life&lt;br /&gt;i guess i understand the consequences&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is my punishment&lt;br /&gt;so quiet my hearts so lonely&lt;br /&gt;but no tears can make this right&lt;br /&gt;i want to stare into nothingness &lt;br /&gt;and walk my pain away, &lt;br /&gt;smoke a cigarette or two &lt;br /&gt;as the breeze comforts me. &lt;br /&gt;sounds like a great plan&lt;br /&gt;who knows maybe i can find a little peace there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I was thinking about her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Thinking bout me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Thinkin bout us (us)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What we gunna be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Open my eyes, (Yeah)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;it was only just a dream...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; 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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-7169624428508276735?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/7169624428508276735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=7169624428508276735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/7169624428508276735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/7169624428508276735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2009/12/image-not-to-be-forgotten.html' title='-an image not to be forgotten-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/SxvA3BW6KkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Wi7y836M9YE/s72-c/4594_123125632032_638717032_2774294_7638049_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-5102913175610758359</id><published>2009-12-01T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:31:02.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the DOORMAT??</title><content type='html'>It doesn't matter anymore..&lt;div&gt;Because the words you say are just words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it I who has to always compromise??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or its up to You to decide??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being put in a corner of Your mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care its just fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm used to Your pathetic game..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i said its not mine for me to have the fame..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm  not going to whine and complain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just bare with all the hurt and pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your cold words and offensive responds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gives you the trill in this worthless spawn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How ever great of an appreciation I am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me again if I am even your FRIEND..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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DOORMAT??'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-5195381734199160660</id><published>2009-10-13T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:49:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-the blank book girl-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it bleeds and weep i wandered off in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is there a way to ever stop it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so much of love have been expressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but do i still need to show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so much anger is kept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all because i have nothing else to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it hurts so bad i cry inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my cheeks are drench i wipe and wipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the tears of heartache i hate to shed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who is this pale looking girl who wants to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her joy, her smile,and her laughter's ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her sorrows, her tears and her fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pathetic she looked from across the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;standing all alone with a blank book indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pointless, and hopeless she looked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all alone she wandered off again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no choice but to just move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;life is bitter sweet i should know by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my words are left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;worthless i feel, my feelings are eaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she's always in the wrong i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;punishment that is what is best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;emotionally she is weaken by love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just say what u want and prove your points &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it doesn't matter what ever you want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just do as you please and get it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my heart don't matter because i have no say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what ever i do i will definitely get the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i try so hard to contain everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i know someday i will burst and go insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;my own sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I cant understand why or how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My feelings are just unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I try and try to contain all in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But at the end it all just explodes inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;It hurts me deep within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I cant continue lying to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;At this point of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Never have i thought of a time like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I never thought i need them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;but now i realize and i wished have some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;its crazy and its disturbing me mentally and emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;i have no one apart from him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;i guess its just my destiny to live a life like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;im just a mistake thats all i knw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;a mistake that cannot be made right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/SszjJ0CvO3I/AAAAAAAAARE/7MpEQlSNyhM/s320/180431.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389932611784096626" /&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;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-6960795129466099445?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/6960795129466099445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=6960795129466099445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/6960795129466099445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/6960795129466099445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-lost.html' title='-my lost-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Sc4yW9oYqRI/AAAAAAAAAQw/u2QISpsYXys/s72-c/220330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-3090042282892832149</id><published>2009-03-23T13:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:51:59.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-unforgiven-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a mess that no one could see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i drown myself in my own misery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i look back to reflect all my deeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i see that theres nothing left for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant figure out how do i move on from here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the airways are all block with my fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the moment that i decide to soar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i fall and i lost it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now as i sit and express my inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im stuck in the middle like a floating kite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything suppress and lock up within&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there i go with a fake mask with loads of pins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tyring so hard to hide from thee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant prolonged this grief in me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;broken arrows and spoken words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are just as meaningless as my world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the feeling of impair i kept away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mortal soul has gone astray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im standing here statically&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wishing if i had a second chance to correct my deeds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23march2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.44pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-5106163820380552443?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/5106163820380552443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=5106163820380552443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/5106163820380552443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/5106163820380552443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='christmas..'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-3503647874183405250</id><published>2008-11-04T00:36:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:51:14.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends?? or??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its funny how ppl can change so easily..In life.. i believe many ppl walk in and out of each others lives.. only the ones that really matters stays.. Its so hard to tell whether that person is the one that will be there for you tomro.. even if theyre there for you tomro,will they be there for you the day after tomro..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a lot of experiences in this kind of situation.. Many ppl have stepped in and then out of my life.. and although I may care for that person so much, that person may not feel the same.. it is difficult to accept these facts..especially if the person that means the most to you decides to walk out of your life... what im saying here is not about dating people.. its about FRIENDS... bestfriends,closefriends,childhood friends,peeps, buddy and etc.. what ever you call them..as your friends.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is quite depressing when ever someone so dear decides to distant themselves.. is as good as breaking up.. Honestly I am sick of this unpleasant acts.. somehow it becomes a fear to trust people.. a fear to be good friends or bestfriends... because all you'll think about is what had happened to your pass relationship with people who walks out of your life.. everyday is like a nightmare.. everything that i do will somehow remind me of whatever good and bad times that we had together..music.. places.. food.. on the road.. parties.. drinks.. clothes.. work.. people that i meet.. cars.. and etc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; have a few questions that i may never get to knw of the answers... how do ppl feel, when they decide to walk out..?? dont they feel guilty for doing so..?? what did i do to deserve this kind of treatment..?? is it worth it..?? why?? how can you change totally for one person that you are not even sure of?? how can u betray everyone that have been there for you in times of need..?? how can you wake up every morning thinking that you have done the right thing by ditching all your love ones..?? do they ever regret?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nowadays man kind are selfish creatures.. they all think for themselves.. for theyre own happiness and wealth.. outside that circle it doesnt matter at all.. well that is one thing that will never make things better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;most of the time i decide not to care.. but not this time.. what im feeling right now.. life is totally unfair.. the one person i care the most, is the only person that have let me down, and left a mark in me for life.. whether or not things will get back to normal.. only god knows.. sometimes i feel like giving up hope.. but sometimes its good to have hope.. cause i believe that hope gives me faith.. and faith keeps me strong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;think about it.. i have been thinking since the first day shit happens.. and i never thought i would write it down but i finally did.. and this is what i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by valene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271182345238300882" style="WIDTH: 61px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/SScAakI9SNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/sAr-EuvBzko/s200/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cheers..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/SScAakI9SNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/sAr-EuvBzko/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/SScAakI9SNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/sAr-EuvBzko/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-3503647874183405250?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/3503647874183405250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=3503647874183405250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/3503647874183405250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/3503647874183405250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends-or.html' title='friends?? or??'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/SScAakI9SNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/sAr-EuvBzko/s72-c/DSC00158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-4579686737447763957</id><published>2008-10-28T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:18:31.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an expression of Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as sit and write this blog.. its more of expressing my feelings that i have kept it inside me for a very long time.. i don't know where to start.. there are just so much to say, because there are just too much that i have felt about this one "thing".. but i cant do shit about it so thats why i decided to write.. i'm not sure what benefits this brings but i hope that something will happen soon that will stop this little "nightmare"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't stop thinking about this person since..everything has changed since then..in the beginning i thought that there was hope.. and soon it would be all over.. but i was wrong.. it was the beginning of a new life i guess.. a life that i wish i'd never have to be in.. im still trying to arrange words in  my head to write this shit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;every single day since then i never stop thinking and praying deep inside about this person.. because of how much this person mean to me, i cant get over the fact that things are so different now..and i don't think i will ever accept that fact.. everything i do, most places i go to reminds me of the good and bad times ive had together with that person.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss that person.. i miss all the shits we did together.. i miss getting naggings from that person.. i miss receiving advises from that person although i may not like the advises that person gives in the beginning.. but at the end, i knw what ever that person says makes a lot of sense.. i don't think that anyone could replace that person.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to be honest , i did was inspired by that person.. that person was like an example to me in certain ways and i knew i could trust that person.. that person tought me and reminded me to put my family first in my list of priorities.. and also to stand up for what i believe in.. that person also tought me to be strong and not to be afraid to be myself.. not to be who im not.. and so much more that i probably could write a book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but now things are so different.. i cannot imagine hw are things gonna be for the next few years.. its like astho that person has dissapear.. has been kidnapped.. has been taken away.. i don't know that person anymore.. that person is like a total stranger.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its hurts alot to just think about it.. everytime i have to talk about that person or even remember about the good times we shared, growing up together, i cant stop myself from feeling depressed, sad, angry, emotional, and at the end tear.. i felt like ive lost a fren, my best fren, someone that is so dear n close like my sister..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i didn't think that this would affect me so badly.. but yes it did.. and it really hurts alot.. more then anything else... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all i could do now is just continue to pray... to hope and to have faith.. i cannot give up on that person.. although i know its almost impossible to get back that person.. i really miss that person, and wish i could have another day, to spend together with that person as who that person was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;valene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-1041501143700930554?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/1041501143700930554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=1041501143700930554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/1041501143700930554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/1041501143700930554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-there.html' title='-out there-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-6619386189280030975</id><published>2008-04-09T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:17:49.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-my little pain  in me-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;look at me and see have you made me to become..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant understand what ever youre trying to pronounce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;every word you said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you made me a price to paid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant see anything anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your feeling seem to be as cold as i cant imagine no more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hate it when you do this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;everytime when youre blinded by misserable feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you just bring me to my darkest moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you install feelings and stole my confidents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all that i had and all that i felt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you took it all away before i could even kept them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant take it anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its just making me blow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;give me a break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant stand this misserable state..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what ever that pleases your mind.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me walk away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from this darkest pain of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9 april 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-6619386189280030975?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/6619386189280030975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=6619386189280030975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/6619386189280030975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/6619386189280030975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-little-pain-in-me.html' title='-my little pain  in me-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-5286069388749981109</id><published>2007-12-04T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:35:16.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-gone-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/R_zEh-w0pVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cie5aqKcYjU/s1600-h/DSC00212(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187236958886470994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" height="245" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/R_zEh-w0pVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cie5aqKcYjU/s320/DSC00212(2).JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;theres so many things i want to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so many words i want to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you brought me here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i trusted you with everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ever had for me to survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but you shattered it all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and left me to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without empathy you were like ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as you spoke you nothing was ever nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is there an answer to all these questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or do i have to wait and see what else is instore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant tell anymore what i longed for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it faded away the day you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heart's desire is deteriorating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant feel no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i could wake up one day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having to know that youre home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you will never leave me again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-december 2007-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-5286069388749981109?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/5286069388749981109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=5286069388749981109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/5286069388749981109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/5286069388749981109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/12/gone.html' title='-gone-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/R_zEh-w0pVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cie5aqKcYjU/s72-c/DSC00212(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-8203538813683798496</id><published>2007-12-02T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:40:41.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-hurt-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everytime i try to forget&lt;br /&gt;You bring memories of hurt&lt;br /&gt;back to my life&lt;br /&gt;Every single one of it i remember&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all became apart of me&lt;br /&gt;till the day i die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even notice the frown&lt;br /&gt;On my face its written all over&lt;br /&gt;The words that you throw&lt;br /&gt;at me i just don't want to bother&lt;br /&gt;anymore of whatever&lt;br /&gt;If that makes you feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Read me, Tell me&lt;br /&gt;What do you see inside of me&lt;br /&gt;The little cuts that you have made&lt;br /&gt;Brutally you have hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing of the price you paid&lt;br /&gt;For my smiles you burried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldly your mouth just speaks&lt;br /&gt;Your words that invades&lt;br /&gt;my little comfortable crib&lt;br /&gt;Where i kept myself away with&lt;br /&gt;a little self confidence&lt;br /&gt;But you took it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;as i sit alone and cry in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for everything to fade away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-8203538813683798496?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/8203538813683798496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=8203538813683798496' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/8203538813683798496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/8203538813683798496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/12/hurt.html' title='-hurt-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-6122610957257483474</id><published>2007-11-22T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:27:16.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-broken spirit-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/R0WRZI0RzHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WSQKHsFEgpI/s1600-h/IMG_0882(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135670811135429746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/R0WRZI0RzHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WSQKHsFEgpI/s200/IMG_0882(2).JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i kept thinking and thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i dunno what is really bothering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in my mind at most time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant find an answer to this little massive vine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;crawling all over my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;confusing me with this unsure price i paid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just dunno where do i stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im loosing my mind with all this unseen pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wanting so much to be walked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in this faithful journey i have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;without knowing whats coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all i wanna do is just make a difference in myself before my last breath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;theres not idea of what do i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its killing me through this beautiful catastrophe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i need to hold on to build my self-confidence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for me to keep moving on and be consistent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22 November 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10:21pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-6122610957257483474?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/6122610957257483474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=6122610957257483474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/6122610957257483474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/6122610957257483474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/11/broken-spirit.html' title='-broken spirit-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/R0WRZI0RzHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WSQKHsFEgpI/s72-c/IMG_0882(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-7728387173436758748</id><published>2007-11-17T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:00:54.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-invisible cut-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hearts as cold as ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;feeling all mixed up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whats the price for a broken glass?&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Rz5li40RzGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qx57kZA4v-I/s1600-h/IMG_2479(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133652275290557538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Rz5li40RzGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qx57kZA4v-I/s200/IMG_2479(2).jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will i be able to mend it back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;soaked up in my sugar coated blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my own tears deep down inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i suppress and build a hurricane flood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't know how do i kill the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you don't see my sheer looking heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;burried in me permanently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how and when you tear it apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as you speak right through me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;looking outside the window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my day is gonna end soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gloomy as it looks when i think of my sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;take it away and hand me a clue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14th November 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-7728387173436758748?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/7728387173436758748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=7728387173436758748' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/7728387173436758748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/7728387173436758748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/11/invisible-cut.html' title='-invisible cut-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Rz5li40RzGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qx57kZA4v-I/s72-c/IMG_2479(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-4976394181065739477</id><published>2007-11-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:01:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-agony from resentment-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129368974039098146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="252" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Ry8t58OCoyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OtMnQuI0F64/s320/IMG_2474(2).jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've found myself in this walk of anger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where I don't know who am I anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so much to pour, no where to run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its all eating me inside out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my open wound my bleeding soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what else to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all that I could imagine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can hear my anger talking to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slit my wrist cut my throat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bury myself six-ft underground alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dive into revenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and tear my heart apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate myself having to suffer in this gloomy life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i die in my own sinful lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a vision of a burning ground&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watching arguements and frowns &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shouting and screaming from deep within&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keeping everything else to myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my thoughts, my feelings and my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;especially having hurt by the ones so dear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to look back anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all that I felt before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my tears and my cries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything under my bed of lies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th Nov 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.40pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Ry8lBMOCowI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2tJ0A5CpF2A/s320/old_book2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my journey through this tale in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;seem like there is no light at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so gloomy and and freaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the road i journey dun seem to have an ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an infinity vision of winding roads in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i suddenly wake up and scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in a nightmare i dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my future i see i woke up in agony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;suffocating in misery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tortured and torn apart in loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i dunno where i stand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as i walk to the endless road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was painted as i am to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my chronicle clearly i could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not interpreted theres no explaination&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of a way out from this fear&lt;br /&gt;i feel so suffocated breathing the air from beneath.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finish:5th Nov 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.07pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:0;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-5416207896633167023?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/5416207896633167023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=5416207896633167023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/5416207896633167023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/5416207896633167023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-lilttle-chronicle.html' title='-my lilttle chronicle-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Ry8lBMOCowI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2tJ0A5CpF2A/s72-c/old_book2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-4156895416622407555</id><published>2007-10-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:47:36.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-sucidal notes-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i look around me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;searching for something that don't even exist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Rwugk7LCcrI/AAAAAAAAADM/-xs3ievxTkM/s1600-h/old%2520church%2520in%2520sfakia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119361957656425138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Rwugk7LCcrI/AAAAAAAAADM/-xs3ievxTkM/s200/old%2520church%2520in%2520sfakia.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as i dive into my bed of sorrows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw myself drowning in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;miseries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything that i do or say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just hurts myself in many ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are a thousand dreams that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; shattered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my broken spirit i give up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; murdered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i fade in a gloomy illusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my soul stayed up and awaits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for something i don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for a reason for me to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i hide behind the shadow of my grave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my soul is mindless as i search for what i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;crave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more fears no more hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; heart is just full with cuts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i felt so cold deep down inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i bleed to my next life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tH&lt;/span&gt; OCT 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10:15AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="153" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/RvkF-ItKa1I/AAAAAAAAABc/Zp9bcbgtys4/s200/OldHouse.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can see it so clear especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when you are near.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your stare just blinds me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just like a bullet of an M16..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you didnt meant it to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but im deeply hurt unfortunately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With dried eyes i cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I isolate myself from this cruelty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thinking so hard till the day i die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What else is there instore for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would run away and hide, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anywhere away from this misery.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have invaded my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my life and my pride.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As i lie here watching my dreams collide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have no idea i feel deep down inside.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23rd sept 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2:50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;glorious times passed real fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when love glimps in the river of life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;laughters and tears, sorrows and fears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when stolen heart is just filled with lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;clueless mind in a sorrow dine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;surrounded with smoky questions why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eating up all the pieces of happiness that was left behind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as millions of bleeding hearts cry.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-3966470917267445718?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/3966470917267445718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=3966470917267445718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/3966470917267445718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/3966470917267445718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/09/dine-in-sorrows.html' title='-a Dine iN sOrrOws-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/RvKX6b58VyI/AAAAAAAAABU/T8bIspwtSjQ/s72-c/heartbroken2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-1712659802995293148</id><published>2007-09-14T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:11:12.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-under the heaven's glory-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Ru0AalMdhAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QH-h_VC8Ck4/s1600-h/delprete_message.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110741608796357634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Ru0AalMdhAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QH-h_VC8Ck4/s200/delprete_message.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a vision of love in my mind i see,&lt;br /&gt;a thousand smiles in faces each day,&lt;br /&gt;millions of tears rolling down lovers cheek,&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder what would they say,&lt;br /&gt;so many things happening around me,&lt;br /&gt;i counted the five wonders in a person i see,&lt;br /&gt;to smell, to see, to taste, to hear and to feel,&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest thing a lover can be,&lt;br /&gt;the words that comes out,&lt;br /&gt;could be as sweet as honey,&lt;br /&gt;especially when they say out loud,&lt;br /&gt;it makes a lover's heart melt like candy,&lt;br /&gt;many questions seem to crowd my mind,&lt;br /&gt;i looked all around for an anwer to my questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mysteriously and quietly i find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a sign that could be my inspiration,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;true love would stand by their sides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;through good times and bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moments of laughters and tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;especially when they whole the wine glass and cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;every moment will they cherish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till the end of their lives they pledge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;their promises shall not parish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;under the graceful heaven's light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16 sept 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.47pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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&lt;!-- End ShoutMix --&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7385468190096410929-1712659802995293148?l=babydurian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/feeds/1712659802995293148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7385468190096410929&amp;postID=1712659802995293148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/1712659802995293148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7385468190096410929/posts/default/1712659802995293148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babydurian.blogspot.com/2007/09/under-heavens-glory.html' title='-under the heaven&apos;s glory-'/><author><name>-val-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480790333383146915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/TB2hVuOeNHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yjvR3NZNVH0/S220/35818_403308687378_671182378_4573831_492389_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hErcfFuR0PQ/Ru0AalMdhAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QH-h_VC8Ck4/s72-c/delprete_message.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7385468190096410929.post-7850383117849152314</id><published>2007-09-12T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:18:15.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-aisle of misery-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;as i walk down the aisle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;misery&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw myself trembling in darkness,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a picture of whats ought to happen to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the moment of silence just kept me still,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking around to find a clue,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing i could find but shadows that made me blue,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suffocation&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frighten&lt;/span&gt; in terror,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please leave me alone forever!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant walk on this journey anymore,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; in pain and i feel small,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this nightmare seem so real,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what more could this reveal??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can see no light a head of me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but a picture of my life flowing down a stream,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i stood next to the aisle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;misery&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life is just a mystery,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;standing on the path of darkness,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reflecting on all my pass,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tomoro&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; in my mind is rivers of sorrow,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seeing my future been shattered,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lost hope and nothing else matters,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get me out of this walk of gloom,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; to end really soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.46pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sept&lt;/span&gt; 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Begin ShoutMix - http://www.shoutmix.com --&gt;
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