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  <title>Situated love letters to myself and the others</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 19:55:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eels</title>
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  <description>Erase the bad thoughts racing&lt;br /&gt;Through this body of mine&lt;br /&gt;Where blood and pulse pace&lt;br /&gt;Side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you watching!&lt;br /&gt;Hey I deserve to know&lt;br /&gt;Since you keep haunting me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hearts&apos; down to something&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting to break&lt;br /&gt;I cannot have you to cling&lt;br /&gt;Onto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you watching!&lt;br /&gt;Hey I deserve to know&lt;br /&gt;Since you keep haunting me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the halls when I&apos;m alone&lt;br /&gt;And the dog barks at&lt;br /&gt;Empty corners in the home&lt;br /&gt;I know you&apos;re there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you watching!&lt;br /&gt;Hey I deserve to know&lt;br /&gt;Since you keep haunting me so</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 00:19:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I remember all too well</title>
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  <description>Car pulls up along the narrow street&lt;br /&gt;I remember the peeling paint&lt;br /&gt;The dying grass and wet leaves&lt;br /&gt;Clothesline in the back sways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out the rakes&lt;br /&gt;The black bags and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;The scent of something baking&lt;br /&gt;Lingered near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I slide down old stairs&lt;br /&gt;Or lie on a cool marble floor&lt;br /&gt;In a basement cold&lt;br /&gt;But no more</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 20:02:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>we&apos;d be the death of one another</title>
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  <description>&quot;The Miss C. Blues&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death come closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;When I think of pulling apart&lt;br /&gt;One by one, you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I&apos;m the cause of it all&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m feeling the effects&lt;br /&gt;And I should just let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a funk over these thoughts&lt;br /&gt;That play to my animal side&lt;br /&gt;Look at the damage I brought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry into your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;But I get more childish&lt;br /&gt;When I should grow older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren&apos;t you hiding in your shell&lt;br /&gt;The secrets spill out&lt;br /&gt;Like oil stains from a well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad affair and total confusion&lt;br /&gt;Where should I place my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Down for us or a imperfect union</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 14:58:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ll give you a man who wants to rule the world</title>
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  <description>&quot;Adore&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d make my escape amid growing isolation&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d give into lasting temptation&lt;br /&gt;The lust for life reigns on&lt;br /&gt;But to play fair again&lt;br /&gt;I would play fair again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d lie there naked, feeling conflicted&lt;br /&gt;As my whole world got up and shifted&lt;br /&gt;Parting with mixed feelings&lt;br /&gt;But to be worry free&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be worry free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d fall into this affair one more time&lt;br /&gt;Love isn&apos;t easy when things do not rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Oh these bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d stumble on banged up&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d walk away banged up</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 05:51:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>down the hatch</title>
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  <description>Gray eyed and pleasantly surprised&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of a sea&lt;br /&gt;Staring from a window&lt;br /&gt;To gaze down at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m afraid of outside world&lt;br /&gt;My pillow is clung tight&lt;br /&gt;The darkness growing&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m ready to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat is on too high&lt;br /&gt;No relief in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Your love is weighing down&lt;br /&gt;Leaving bloody stains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray eyed and pleasantly surprised&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of me&lt;br /&gt;Staring through a window&lt;br /&gt;To imagine being free</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 04:43:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>well I&apos;m a sweet one today and a rotten one tomorrow</title>
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  <description>&quot;Darling, I&apos;m Not Well&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t you picture me kissing you?&lt;br /&gt;Or has that thought died to?&lt;br /&gt;Have you lifted a finger&lt;br /&gt;Pressed it to my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling that sweet face&lt;br /&gt;Turning sour with a pout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your staring so admiringly&lt;br /&gt;But when will we leave it be?&lt;br /&gt;Climb the creaking stairs&lt;br /&gt;To my 3rd floor flat&lt;br /&gt;Kiss and cuddle&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I won&apos;t deny you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love still rings so true &lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart no farewell, so cruel&lt;br /&gt;I think shame is far&lt;br /&gt;From my conflicted mind&lt;br /&gt;When I recieve kisses&lt;br /&gt;That leave me blank and blind</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 05:22:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha ya mind</title>
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  <description>&quot;Perfumerie&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waded through the closed glade&lt;br /&gt;The lilac petals on display&lt;br /&gt;And I grew teary eyed&lt;br /&gt;At their sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sipped cider and ale&lt;br /&gt;Under the moonlight turned pale&lt;br /&gt;With a beautiful girl in my lap&lt;br /&gt;And another in mind, taking a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scents that were so divine&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d give up anything, even my time&lt;br /&gt;On this Earth for&lt;br /&gt;That sweet amour</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 20:26:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreamy love heady mix</title>
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  <description>What you see pleases your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But your so worried over saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When you meet and that blood rushes&lt;br /&gt;As your skin turns a rosy blush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Converse for hours forgetting time&lt;br /&gt;Are these feelings still mine&lt;br /&gt;Kiss those soft lips in light rain&lt;br /&gt;Oh the agony that I must restrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping on my pillow when I want yours&lt;br /&gt;Where&apos;s my consolation prize, behind doors&lt;br /&gt;Misery everlong and cruel again&lt;br /&gt;In due time my heart mends</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 02:09:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>do, do, do, do</title>
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  <description>Keeps appearing in my flooded head&lt;br /&gt;In some form beside or in my bed&lt;br /&gt;The ports of my door are unlocked&lt;br /&gt;By her skeleton key&lt;br /&gt;Just a piece of her plot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so funny that a raven haired one&lt;br /&gt;Takes my heart as something to be won&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s something sly in the grin&lt;br /&gt;She flashes my passing as if&lt;br /&gt;To say she wants in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody&apos;s supposed to know her intentions&lt;br /&gt;Or suspect a thing if I&apos;m mentioned&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to function when I&apos;m nervous&lt;br /&gt;About her just round the corner&lt;br /&gt;Offering her service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air in here is chilled&lt;br /&gt;But I sit on edge, part of the thrill&lt;br /&gt;I wait in wonder and desire&lt;br /&gt;If she&apos;ll come over and&lt;br /&gt;Let me sit by her</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 07:15:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>love is blindness</title>
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  <description>Everything is far too bright&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m losing my focus and&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m losing my sense of sight&lt;br /&gt;The silverscreen was just there&lt;br /&gt;Now the person to my left&lt;br /&gt;Is just nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is lost in the heat&lt;br /&gt;With every passing second&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart losing beat&lt;br /&gt;I want to throw my arms&lt;br /&gt;Around my loved one&lt;br /&gt;To be safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blindness&lt;br /&gt;Setting in&lt;br /&gt;White light&lt;br /&gt;White heat&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;t this mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tripping over the cement&lt;br /&gt;In a fit of panic&lt;br /&gt;Something here is bent&lt;br /&gt;Lost my way on the grass&lt;br /&gt;This must be just a moment&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;ll soon pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems endless but I&apos;m fearful&lt;br /&gt;Of what may come&lt;br /&gt;To take things only by the earfull&lt;br /&gt;Should I have a dying wish&lt;br /&gt;To overcome the regret&lt;br /&gt;Of anything that&apos;ll be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blindness&lt;br /&gt;Setting in&lt;br /&gt;White light&lt;br /&gt;White heat&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s this mean?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 07:03:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>love is touch</title>
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  <description>I feel most alive touching your body&lt;br /&gt;So excited and passionate when naked&lt;br /&gt;Caressing your flesh and bumping&lt;br /&gt;Into one another&lt;br /&gt;Watching you in the wee hours&lt;br /&gt;Of the night&lt;br /&gt;Awaking to kissing you&lt;br /&gt;Is the best way to start&lt;br /&gt;The day</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 03:58:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>crosseyed and painless</title>
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  <description>&quot;The Sky Isn&apos;t the Only Limit&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your awake at 7:30 in the AM&lt;br /&gt;The radio alarm has turned you on&lt;br /&gt;In the 2 story dutch colonial&lt;br /&gt;On a tree-lined street&lt;br /&gt;Over your shoulder your sleeping wife&lt;br /&gt;In the other room your sleeping kids&lt;br /&gt;You think &quot;what did I do to deserve this?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work your attention drifts in and out&lt;br /&gt;Your silently screaming at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Watching the sweat buildup under your arms&lt;br /&gt;The lunch hour a sweet release&lt;br /&gt;All the mindless ants at the red light&lt;br /&gt;Wishing them dead in the crosswalk&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve no time for small talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush hour, you could kill yourself &lt;br /&gt;Attend happy hour and AA meetings&lt;br /&gt;Given up smoking for a change&lt;br /&gt;But now your regretting it again&lt;br /&gt;Pull yourself into the drive way&lt;br /&gt;Dinner is cooking an hour later&lt;br /&gt;Quietly &quot;why am I becoming a hater?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV is more dull and boring&lt;br /&gt;As bad as wallpaper shopping&lt;br /&gt;Sink yourself into the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;Can it get any worse?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the wife and kids goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Tuck under the sheets&lt;br /&gt;Once again after you fall asleep</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 04:32:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I never asked</title>
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  <description>Take a walk with me along the dirt path&lt;br /&gt;Won&apos;t you cleanse me with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Won&apos;t you wash me down with a teary bath&lt;br /&gt;In light of your anger&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me out of spite&lt;br /&gt;Every conversation a cliffhanger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event of my death&lt;br /&gt;Would you weep or laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you as the highest priority&lt;br /&gt;But for my declarations of love&lt;br /&gt;The biting sting of you ignoring me&lt;br /&gt;My last days pondering my fnial hour&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s to you I look&lt;br /&gt;To give me that power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event of my death&lt;br /&gt;Would you weep or laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I with our lust for life&lt;br /&gt;Daggers are out to cut through &lt;br /&gt;Grass and clear the fog, into the light&lt;br /&gt;Drawn out over the course of years&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll stand before you naked&lt;br /&gt;Emptying myself of fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event of my death&lt;br /&gt;Would you weep or laugh</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 03:26:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another pass</title>
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  <description>&quot;Grateful Dead Suite&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I&apos;m back from school in Vermont&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s now summertime and I need a job&lt;br /&gt;I smell of incense and patchouli&lt;br /&gt;What you say won&apos;t get through to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit on my front porch, smoke my pipe&lt;br /&gt;Take in the stars on a dark night&lt;br /&gt;Here in my northern lumberjack town&lt;br /&gt;Waste my days by lying around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to the ice cream shack&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get my old career back&lt;br /&gt;All I get is a cup of sherbert&lt;br /&gt;And high school girls who want to flirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend time as a lifeguard by the lake&lt;br /&gt;I just sit there skin tanned and baked&lt;br /&gt;Drown my misery with drinks and jam bands&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is my hand</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 03:45:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>asleep in and out</title>
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  <description>&quot;Just Another Passenger&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in and day out, aboard the metro&lt;br /&gt;Fade in and fade out, just like the radio&lt;br /&gt;I walk the hills, take in the views&lt;br /&gt;The summer heat, creates new colored hues&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls on the way&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls who like to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding with the crowds, my bag closed up&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for them to steal, pickpockets outta luck&lt;br /&gt;Oh the kids sing for money, though make not a cent&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I come and go, they are there as if they never went&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls on the way&lt;br /&gt;All the beautfiul girls who like to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time coming, I&apos;m riding into town&lt;br /&gt;Night time leaving, I&apos;m drunk and falling down&lt;br /&gt;Stars and moonlight, guide me in the labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;To some drunk honey, I&apos;m just another opportunity missed&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls on the way&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls who like to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along for the ride, struck by the sights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;I take the train, towards the heart and all around&lt;br /&gt;My words are few, my admirers even less&lt;br /&gt;Still to the untrained eye, I look the best&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls on the way&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful girls who like to play,play,play...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 02:58:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lying in my bed of flowers</title>
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  <description>The river runs loudly here&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s sound reminds me of&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of fear&lt;br /&gt;Waterfalls toss my raft down&lt;br /&gt;Into the void &lt;br /&gt;Where my heavy heart drowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I halt all the bad thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to the fate&lt;br /&gt;That was given to my lot&lt;br /&gt;Waiting patiently for my &lt;br /&gt;Own time coming &lt;br /&gt;To come or pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t be satisfied until&lt;br /&gt;All the hate&apos;s been lifted &lt;br /&gt;Up and over that Sysphian hill&lt;br /&gt;Looming over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I see all my&lt;br /&gt;Lovers and friends getting older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To walk in circles and &lt;br /&gt;See through the masks of&lt;br /&gt;Those who use sleight of hand&lt;br /&gt;I shift my weight towards&lt;br /&gt;One way when I should&lt;br /&gt;Lean facing foward</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 04:43:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hurt inside and out</title>
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  <description>Here amid the street garbage and gutters&lt;br /&gt;Lies my shattered body&lt;br /&gt;For life I&apos;m suckling on some cow&apos;s udders&lt;br /&gt;The shadows creep along the walls silently&lt;br /&gt;My heart beating fast&lt;br /&gt;A sweet return from a loved ones suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Earth stand stills, doesn&apos;t quake&lt;br /&gt;When she looks on down&lt;br /&gt;Offering a hand that heals as it shakes&lt;br /&gt;Gravity is here and now gone&lt;br /&gt;When the feelings I have&lt;br /&gt;And dreams I need are prolonged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the clouds she will descend&lt;br /&gt;Touching me and telling&lt;br /&gt;Me that all broken hearts mend&lt;br /&gt;Wheelbarrow me up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve grown tired&lt;br /&gt;Of just hanging around</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 06:28:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it&apos;s just you and I</title>
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  <description>I propose a toast to you &lt;br /&gt;We both know how great&lt;br /&gt;Loving the other is&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine the&lt;br /&gt;Best for you and&lt;br /&gt;Best for us both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need no longer to &lt;br /&gt;Think things through&lt;br /&gt;I made my mind up&lt;br /&gt;To stick with you&lt;br /&gt;In good times and in bad&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m best when I&apos;m with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m hear to sing your praises&lt;br /&gt;Smile as if I hadn&apos;t seen you &lt;br /&gt;In oh so many years&lt;br /&gt;Sure thing as true love&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s what you and I &lt;br /&gt;Had and always will have</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 06:06:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no need to get seasick</title>
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  <description>&quot;Sea Changes&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our situation has made us sick at heart&lt;br /&gt;Everything&apos;s clouded, where to start?&lt;br /&gt;From your eyes tears drip slowly&lt;br /&gt;From your lips words flow freely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your bed we lie in uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;But we must do something, this is an emergency&lt;br /&gt;A man is strongest when he admits he&apos;s wounded&lt;br /&gt;A woman is stronger when she&apos;s soothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring breezes fill the room with fury&lt;br /&gt;A wager that we&apos;re not lost just blurried&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s getting old with only words&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s gonna get better, without the hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes weeks to heal deep cuts&lt;br /&gt;But loving you and showing it, that&apos;s a must&lt;br /&gt;Your on my mind all of the time&lt;br /&gt;Your hopes realized are wishes of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re both so young in the face&lt;br /&gt;But our hearts weigh heavy with age&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s nothing more than a pinprick&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a love that won&apos;t burn out quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parade our problems in front of each other&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to confront your lover&lt;br /&gt;Shake loose the things holding them tight&lt;br /&gt;Shake their head when they take things light</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 04:38:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>autumn and spring</title>
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  <description>My relief from the pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;Is coming with the changing of seasons&lt;br /&gt;I believe you do to me much good&lt;br /&gt;I know you&apos;d heal me if you could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout all my days of woe and whining&lt;br /&gt;Only the sustained love from you&lt;br /&gt;Would aleve from any wounds I had&lt;br /&gt;I could feel a balm enclosing the bad</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 04:27:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>desolate me</title>
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  <description>&quot;Idle Lovers&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept me at bay for so long&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;ll learn to love me&lt;br /&gt;And our love will grow so strong&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m found waking up in the closet&lt;br /&gt;Of our little girl&apos;s room&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you&apos;ve lost it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I burned the bushes on&lt;br /&gt;The front lawn on summer nights&lt;br /&gt;It was my offering to carry on&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve ranked number one on my list&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll get under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Surgically removed like a cyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting across the street&lt;br /&gt;In the rain, in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to catch a glimpse and meet&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;d deny me all the promises&lt;br /&gt;Made on our wedding day&lt;br /&gt;I think you&apos;ve a career as a melodramatist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this can play out in two ways&lt;br /&gt;Either with a fairy tale end&lt;br /&gt;Or on a rather unpleasant day&lt;br /&gt;You make your choice and I&apos;ll&lt;br /&gt;Make mine and then will see&lt;br /&gt;Whose graves have lines filed</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 01:53:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wave goodbye</title>
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  <description>I saw the passage of hours flying&lt;br /&gt;She cried out that her love was dying&lt;br /&gt;All I could do was console her&lt;br /&gt;Anything that would remove the hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of my impending death&lt;br /&gt;Came running out as cold sweat&lt;br /&gt;She said &quot;You are flesh and blood&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do not leave me behind, in the mud!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate was shooting slings and arrows&lt;br /&gt;My moment was closing in...narrow&lt;br /&gt;Rain beated down upon rooftop shingles&lt;br /&gt;Her worst fear widowed and single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voice would soothe her as something&lt;br /&gt;A guardian angel for emotions so touching&lt;br /&gt;Weeping tears fell down flights of stairs&lt;br /&gt;Gently I ignored whether or not it was fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She begged, asked and screamed to borrow time&lt;br /&gt;What she could have to save this life of mine&lt;br /&gt;Souls started to march and dance toward me&lt;br /&gt;I believed them to leave us be</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 06:13:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no ball or chain</title>
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  <description>&quot;Greetings from Madison&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, welcome back from your flight&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s some flowers and a box of candy&lt;br /&gt;I hope your feeling fine tonight&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;d like to make love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been chain smoking for days&lt;br /&gt;Over your impending return&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna let you have your way&lt;br /&gt;With me for as long as you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the best out of it all&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can call it happy time&lt;br /&gt;This king who bows before your call&lt;br /&gt;Is alert and wild once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d hate for anything to be &lt;br /&gt;Forgotten that was true&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m willing and up for anything</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 06:03:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>j&apos;adore mia bella</title>
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  <description>Can&apos;t explain all the mysteries of life&lt;br /&gt;Especially when your in love&lt;br /&gt;And you need just one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s alright to retire so early&lt;br /&gt;When your running out so fast&lt;br /&gt;And the money&apos;s gone in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I&apos;m just a wreck&lt;br /&gt;Pieces all around everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Couldn&apos;t keep my end of the bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not need worry&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m feeling sorry anyway&lt;br /&gt;When my lovelife&apos;s turned blurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m working to earn her trust&lt;br /&gt;Because one hello these days&lt;br /&gt;Doesn&apos;t quite mean enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not bearing any threat or harm&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m head over heels for her&lt;br /&gt;Sharpen my words, shoes and charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling I&apos;m coming with two bouquets&lt;br /&gt;Love letters and more &lt;br /&gt;Hoping love will find a way</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 06:28:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>edited</title>
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  <description>&quot;Drop of Water&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my stab at sentiment&lt;br /&gt;You can call it a first lament&lt;br /&gt;Take it with a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;If your too scared to take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m waiting to see your face&lt;br /&gt;But I need to reach a certain place&lt;br /&gt;Well until then I&apos;m just biding time&lt;br /&gt;Putting sorrow into rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve tears to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Even though I&apos;m always heartless and hollow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please grace me with your prescence&lt;br /&gt;Even if it&apos;s brief and pleasant&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s become just so hard&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m cracking by day&apos;s start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilt no more in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Water you as I&apos;m thristy&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m never to dream up false feelings&lt;br /&gt;You won&apos;t find me kneeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve tears to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Even though I&apos;m always heartless and hollow</description>
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