<?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-8196463539236511653</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:42:44.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within Words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only hope is that one day it shall return&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on that day is pure pain&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will come back without a burn&lt;br /&gt;Without the worry it will fade again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tears that fall long for the past&lt;br /&gt;Long for the moments that burned into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Moments that I thought would always last&lt;br /&gt;Yet a thief broke in and they were all stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glimpses of hope and memories to smile by&lt;br /&gt;Just sadden my heart and shatter it to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Making me curl up to shake and cry&lt;br /&gt;Appreciating and accepting those moments are on lease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK – 1/27/12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6984165373404063109?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7359156273985410683</id><published>2011-07-19T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:32:27.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Burn</title><content type='html'>Strike a match &lt;br /&gt;And watch it burn&lt;br /&gt;The flame lasts&lt;br /&gt;And I never learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It touches my skin&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind the pain&lt;br /&gt;Letting it sink within&lt;br /&gt;Never speaking of it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;Bringing everything down&lt;br /&gt;Ready to give my all&lt;br /&gt;Not caring what hits ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sick of being helpless&lt;br /&gt;In this world I can’t control&lt;br /&gt;With feelings of being hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Of all the love that I have stole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give in and I can’t lose sight&lt;br /&gt;Of what I feel is out there for me&lt;br /&gt;That feeling of fear every night&lt;br /&gt;For no one else to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I strike another match&lt;br /&gt;Again I watch it burn&lt;br /&gt;For the same length the flame lasts&lt;br /&gt;And I will never begin to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK - 7/19/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7359156273985410683?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7359156273985410683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7359156273985410683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7359156273985410683'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;br /&gt;Reassured it was worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;To finally feel that first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Will finally set my heart straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands wrapped around my skin&lt;br /&gt;Words sung into my ear&lt;br /&gt;To know there is no chagrin&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that with him there’s no fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing all control giving my soul &lt;br /&gt;Fully aware of wait I’m releasing&lt;br /&gt;Giving up to him my full control&lt;br /&gt;Letting him take what’s his for seizing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 6/27/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2494791322366065684?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2494791322366065684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2494791322366065684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2494791322366065684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2494791322366065684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2011/06/giving-up-control.html' title='Giving Up Control'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4687474636135357822</id><published>2011-06-27T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:54:38.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Skies</title><content type='html'>Try to sell me my dreams&lt;br /&gt;But the price is too high&lt;br /&gt;Reality is never what it seems&lt;br /&gt;While the future floats by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach for the clouds&lt;br /&gt;You smack my hand away&lt;br /&gt;It fills my head with doubt&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I build my faith in fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Work myself up for the fall&lt;br /&gt;Reality is only what we see&lt;br /&gt;Do hopes &amp; dreams exist at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind drifts to better days&lt;br /&gt;When nothing falls or crumbles&lt;br /&gt;Back to days where I was amazed&lt;br /&gt;To days when I ran without a stumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sell me my hopes in a ziplock bag&lt;br /&gt;Keep my dreams locked up tight&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let life be such a drag&lt;br /&gt;Let them see the sun shine bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release it into the open sky for me&lt;br /&gt;Please never let me fall away&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lock me up and throw away the key&lt;br /&gt;Guarantee me that we’ll never fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 6/27/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4687474636135357822?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4687474636135357822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4687474636135357822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4687474636135357822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4687474636135357822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2011/06/blue-skies.html' title='Blue Skies'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4588601257151141377</id><published>2011-06-17T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:58:24.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>It’s all been said before&lt;br /&gt;The same old song and dance&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me broken on the floor&lt;br /&gt;A fool who gives a second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can erase the doubts&lt;br /&gt;That fills this weary heart &amp; head&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what this is all about&lt;br /&gt;Where my heart should be instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit back and watch the world pass by&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing what the future will hold&lt;br /&gt;So I sit and stare up at the blue cloudless sky&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the lies I’ve been told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I make a mistake in believing once more?&lt;br /&gt;Did I stumble right into the trap that has been set? &lt;br /&gt;What does my future have in store?&lt;br /&gt;Can I really trust in love or expect a truckload of regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 6/16/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4588601257151141377?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1061745412817445499</id><published>2011-06-17T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:56:58.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Process</title><content type='html'>Locked all day in thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of everything comes thrusting through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering of that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bottom falls out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I learn what heartache is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I swallow my pain and watch you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see her walk as a bride down your aisle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day your child is finally born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone all tattered and torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my thoughts of the future of you without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately these visions are all I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you ask why I think too much and not just let it flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can’t bear to think of the day I have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To not have you as the beacon in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you to take another as your wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my world’s greatest fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I’ll have to switch gears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off my thinking cap and focus on another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin a new life, possibly take a new lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d wait for you until breath no longer passed through my lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the chance of your hands to lay upon me like a death grip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish you had enough love to give you the power to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had the chance cause I guarantee you would not lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 6/17/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1061745412817445499?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1061745412817445499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1061745412817445499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1061745412817445499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1061745412817445499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2011/06/thought-process.html' title='Thought Process'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-583629448085678461</id><published>2011-02-22T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:12:35.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Up The Pieces</title><content type='html'>Did I get wrapped up in the illusion of it all&lt;br /&gt;Did I believe all the wrong words&lt;br /&gt;How did I manage not to die in this fall&lt;br /&gt;Instead just end up shattered and disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel as if everything that was said was a lie&lt;br /&gt;That everything I knew about you was a hoax&lt;br /&gt;I sit and question everything wondering why&lt;br /&gt;I always thought we were so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a fool believing you&lt;br /&gt;Yet you were and still are a good friend&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit here curious if it’s all through&lt;br /&gt;Picking up these pieces alone in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it all just mirrors and smoke&lt;br /&gt;Was I just a pawn in this game&lt;br /&gt;I never thought what we were was a joke&lt;br /&gt;I know we will never be the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 2/22/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-583629448085678461?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/583629448085678461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=583629448085678461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/583629448085678461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/583629448085678461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2011/02/picking-up-pieces.html' title='Picking Up The Pieces'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7848139366799378160</id><published>2010-09-29T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:39:12.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where there's a will...</title><content type='html'>I’m not entirely proud of what we’ve become&lt;br /&gt;The possibility of everything we’ve built coming undone&lt;br /&gt;It scares me to the deepest corner of my soul&lt;br /&gt;The future laid out in front of us - the great unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know that my importance isn’t a daily thing&lt;br /&gt;Or so it can somehow possibly seem&lt;br /&gt;Pondering how much you want me there with you&lt;br /&gt;Is a question I can’t seem to get an answer to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I’m infatuated &amp; obsessed that’s true&lt;br /&gt;But when you know what you want, what else can you do&lt;br /&gt;So you wait, consider the future and hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;Yet your brain doesn’t allow you time to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the passion, the want, the desire is there&lt;br /&gt;I know there is some sort of love; a definite care&lt;br /&gt;Yet I question this nightly if it can ever see the light of day&lt;br /&gt;The only answer I come up with is: “If there’s a will there’s a way”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 9/29/10 JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7848139366799378160?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7848139366799378160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7848139366799378160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7848139366799378160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7848139366799378160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-theres-will.html' title='Where there&apos;s a will...'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2212820272321375795</id><published>2010-09-23T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:11:25.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy the View</title><content type='html'>I see a mirror of myself when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how this ever became to be true&lt;br /&gt;Stepping deeper and deeper into this mess&lt;br /&gt;It’s something I never considered I must confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back into our history&lt;br /&gt;So many mistakes I can now see&lt;br /&gt;Never started soon enough or took the bait&lt;br /&gt;Now I see it full circle it’s all too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot for the moon and landed among the stars&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined I’d be so close yet so far&lt;br /&gt;The past is just that painfully just the past&lt;br /&gt;The future is out before us just hoping we’ll last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking in the mirror at myself and seeing you&lt;br /&gt;Taking a step back and enjoying the view&lt;br /&gt;Just a little time is all I think I’ll need&lt;br /&gt;To get away from you and get back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK 9/23/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2212820272321375795?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2212820272321375795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2212820272321375795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2212820272321375795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2212820272321375795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/09/enjoy-view.html' title='Enjoy the View'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-447299831122920244</id><published>2010-09-14T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:37:43.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll Haunt Me</title><content type='html'>Certain words should not have been spoken&lt;br /&gt;Words should not have been said&lt;br /&gt;Then hearts wouldn’t be broken&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts wouldn’t have entered this head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing the words you tend to believe&lt;br /&gt;The words you’ve always wanted to hear from those lips&lt;br /&gt;How the simplest words can definitely deceive&lt;br /&gt;And breakdown the closest of friendships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss and I never truly understood&lt;br /&gt;How a heart can shatter into thin air&lt;br /&gt;And it can never be put back together the way it should&lt;br /&gt;Not even with the utmost care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart ached for those feelings and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Especially from that one “perfect” soul&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never know what time has made me lost&lt;br /&gt;Guess I’ll never have the chance to fully know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK 9/14/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-447299831122920244?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/447299831122920244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=447299831122920244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/447299831122920244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/447299831122920244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/09/youll-haunt-me.html' title='You&apos;ll Haunt Me'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3430077909963818280</id><published>2010-09-10T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:04:01.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaring</title><content type='html'>I know what I want and I can tell you what I need&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter though because you only see what you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are up and outside of me living and breathing on their own&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe how far I’ve come and gone setting myself on loan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we move and weave into one another’s soul&lt;br /&gt;Is a story too amazing to ever possibly be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want and what I need getting there is a whole other tale&lt;br /&gt;To become who we truly need to be without putting ourselves on sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK 9/10/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3430077909963818280?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3430077909963818280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3430077909963818280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3430077909963818280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3430077909963818280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/09/soaring.html' title='Soaring'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-5840823371632660958</id><published>2010-08-22T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:43:54.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Away</title><content type='html'>Our love sits hidden deep in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sits alone and still in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not allowed to shine or dare to spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if you don’t care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not given the chance to know who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sits and festers within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious if we can ever or will this be a scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only I will be able to feel or see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both of us made this what it has become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help to continue to wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lives would we have – what would we have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is definitely my life’s largest blunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I’m ever going to be worth that chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continuously doubt I will ever be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I am worth that dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And desperately wanting it to be you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 8/21/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-5840823371632660958?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/5840823371632660958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=5840823371632660958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5840823371632660958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5840823371632660958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/08/hidden-away.html' title='Hidden Away'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2231758799176794421</id><published>2010-08-22T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:38:22.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Am I Suppose To Be?</title><content type='html'>Laying in his arms thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Wishing it was you instead&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what I have to do&lt;br /&gt;To remove you from my heart and head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretting so many things undone&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to make it all right again&lt;br /&gt;So many songs left unsung&lt;br /&gt;Everything broken that needs to mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who we are and where we stand&lt;br /&gt;Wish it could be so different from where we are&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is something you understand&lt;br /&gt;I’ll continue hoping and wishing on this star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to lay in his arms wishing they were yours&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks every moment I’m there&lt;br /&gt;Wondering where I will be and what life has in store&lt;br /&gt;Kicking myself for taking so long to get here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK 8/22/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2231758799176794421?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2231758799176794421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2231758799176794421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2231758799176794421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2231758799176794421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-am-i-suppose-to-be.html' title='Where Am I Suppose To Be?'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7069081192692431064</id><published>2010-08-12T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:20:26.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakage</title><content type='html'>My heart breaks apart a little each day&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing the right or wrong thing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if there is ever a chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just walk away and give up this fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we stand still and remain where we are&lt;br /&gt;Is there any luck wishing on a falling star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to throw in the towel with you&lt;br /&gt;Questioning if I should give up and be through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause even though my heart breaks each day&lt;br /&gt;You can build it right back up right away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks apart a little each day&lt;br /&gt;Always wondering if “I love you” is okay to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 8/12/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7069081192692431064?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7069081192692431064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7069081192692431064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7069081192692431064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7069081192692431064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/08/breakage.html' title='Breakage'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2023870389563456686</id><published>2010-07-09T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T14:36:00.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intertwined</title><content type='html'>I know who I am; I know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Our souls wandered into one another &lt;br /&gt;Amongst the falling stars&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we found each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By fate or destiny our lives crashed into one&lt;br /&gt;Colliding our lives; intertwining our paths&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the rising and setting sun&lt;br /&gt;Putting the inevitable out of our grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the same moonlight&lt;br /&gt;We walk, laugh and play&lt;br /&gt;Within the daylight&lt;br /&gt;We move and think the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who I am; I know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Our souls intertwined the moment we spoke&lt;br /&gt;Somehow born from the same star&lt;br /&gt;Somehow inevitably broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/9/10&lt;br /&gt;© JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2023870389563456686?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2023870389563456686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2023870389563456686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2023870389563456686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2023870389563456686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/07/intertwined.html' title='Intertwined'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1919796336709892753</id><published>2010-05-17T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:13:31.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>There is a sadness in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Not hidden anymore&lt;br /&gt;Questioning truth or lies&lt;br /&gt;Trying to settle the score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks for paths not taken&lt;br /&gt;I ache for someone to get me&lt;br /&gt;Not let my life be one more mistake&lt;br /&gt;For someone to finally see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I cannot change it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t alter what is not mine&lt;br /&gt;Right now nothing seems to fit&lt;br /&gt;Something I can’t seem to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the sadness remains&lt;br /&gt;I can’t find my way out&lt;br /&gt;It seems it will all be the same&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to cry about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©  5/17/10 JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1919796336709892753?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1919796336709892753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1919796336709892753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1919796336709892753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1919796336709892753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/05/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1502038681312025078</id><published>2010-03-15T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:41:20.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Too Deep</title><content type='html'>Sucked in too deep&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But try and sleep &lt;br /&gt;With the thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circling my head &lt;br /&gt;Trying not to dream&lt;br /&gt;Yet it happens again&lt;br /&gt;Viewing nothing as it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart wanders on turning the page&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what will be&lt;br /&gt;When I reach the end of this daze&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever end up happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I move on and I’ll make it through&lt;br /&gt;More nights trying to fight&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting more dreams of you&lt;br /&gt;No more dreams, not tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 3/13/10&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1502038681312025078?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1502038681312025078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1502038681312025078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1502038681312025078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1502038681312025078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-too-deep.html' title='In Too Deep'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6752410374990007952</id><published>2010-03-15T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:33:27.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>I’ve made some wrong choices&lt;br /&gt;Chose the wrong paths&lt;br /&gt;Silenced my voice&lt;br /&gt;Struggled through the aftermath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart has paid the hefty price&lt;br /&gt;My questionable future as well&lt;br /&gt;We all have our vices&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I’m under a spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked in a few years too late&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make right what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;I fear I’ve sealed my fate&lt;br /&gt;It took me too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices are set in stone&lt;br /&gt;My heart does continue to mend&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll figure this out alone&lt;br /&gt;Throwing wishes to the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 3/15/10&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6752410374990007952?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6752410374990007952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6752410374990007952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6752410374990007952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6752410374990007952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/03/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2367769167187900326</id><published>2010-03-03T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:42:19.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space</title><content type='html'>Here in the dark as I try to sleep&lt;br /&gt;The words wrap around me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cradling me inside of them&lt;br /&gt;As if they were your arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding me close as I breathe in&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of this curse and our sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I feel, I believe you too&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is breaking that’s the solid truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lay here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for that spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingers to touch my skin&lt;br /&gt;Awake me from deep within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alone I lay with the sadness in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The tears they comfort me yet I’m still torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the words you send comfort me&lt;br /&gt;As I think of what will never be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart yearns to know you&lt;br /&gt;To be connected more that’s true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will always be the one that got away&lt;br /&gt;And you will always be the one that strayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK 3/3/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2367769167187900326?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2367769167187900326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2367769167187900326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2367769167187900326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2367769167187900326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/03/space.html' title='Space'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6039052862568896791</id><published>2010-03-03T07:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:41:57.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>Differences may keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;But as I lay in bed alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart yearns to be next to yours&lt;br /&gt;Through the space between my mind soars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagining a day where I can be free&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing comes between you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know deep down that day will never come&lt;br /&gt;And following my heart is making me numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK – 3/3/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6039052862568896791?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6039052862568896791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6039052862568896791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6039052862568896791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6039052862568896791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2010/03/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-5714668862952434004</id><published>2009-10-27T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:07:36.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Used to Be</title><content type='html'>Locating who I am&lt;br /&gt;So far from who I was&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a scam&lt;br /&gt;Like a bee without a buzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lost without sight&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where I turned&lt;br /&gt;Always wrong, never right&lt;br /&gt;Seeming to get burned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t make heads or tails&lt;br /&gt;Finding the route out&lt;br /&gt;Losing all sight of the trails&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by what it’s about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in this maze &lt;br /&gt;Can’t see through the trees&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the days&lt;br /&gt;Of who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©10/27/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-5714668862952434004?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/5714668862952434004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=5714668862952434004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5714668862952434004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5714668862952434004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-i-used-to-be.html' title='Who I Used to Be'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4521826259982230495</id><published>2009-10-26T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:18:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of You</title><content type='html'>You can hurt me without trying&lt;br /&gt;Make my heart break into pieces&lt;br /&gt;In the end I sit here crying&lt;br /&gt;The longing and pain increases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sit here waiting planning my move&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget you to get over you&lt;br /&gt;Remembering there is always room to improve&lt;br /&gt;Getting over you is what I need to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s too easy to sit back and reminisce&lt;br /&gt;Back to the smiles from our first call&lt;br /&gt;Back to the times when I felt that bliss&lt;br /&gt;Back to that moment when I began to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain has already come and gone&lt;br /&gt;It lingers for moments at a time&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of me until the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;All the while knowing it’s a crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don’t hold your breath, I won’t hold mine&lt;br /&gt;All I know is this feeling has to be eased&lt;br /&gt;It’s only a matter of space and time&lt;br /&gt;We know this is bigger than any tease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait patiently for that day because it will come&lt;br /&gt;Where everything will click and I’ll surrender&lt;br /&gt;When everything in the world will come undone&lt;br /&gt;Falling into that amazing place with you so tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 10/26/09 JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4521826259982230495?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4521826259982230495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4521826259982230495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4521826259982230495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4521826259982230495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/thoughts-of-you.html' title='Thoughts of You'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6701623936453119811</id><published>2009-10-25T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:34:20.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools Gold</title><content type='html'>The want is so strong&lt;br /&gt;The need is so great&lt;br /&gt;Why does it feel all wrong&lt;br /&gt;My timing is always too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no right&lt;br /&gt;But you have this hold&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up this fight&lt;br /&gt;This piece of fools gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling this too intensely&lt;br /&gt;Wanting it all too much&lt;br /&gt;Missing you immensely&lt;br /&gt;Longing for your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So insanely idiotic&lt;br /&gt;These feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;My mind fills with erotic&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that get me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/25/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6701623936453119811?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6701623936453119811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6701623936453119811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6701623936453119811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6701623936453119811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/fools-gold.html' title='Fools Gold'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1364112357848659132</id><published>2009-10-25T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:25:23.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardcore Sin</title><content type='html'>My heart swells&lt;br /&gt;This lust builds&lt;br /&gt;It seems I fell&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lay alone&lt;br /&gt;You creep on in&lt;br /&gt;Something I've known&lt;br /&gt;You're a hardcore sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you enter &lt;br /&gt;Twisting me inside&lt;br /&gt;Hitting me in the center&lt;br /&gt;Filling me with pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish I never met you&lt;br /&gt;But that would be a lie&lt;br /&gt;Because I love what you do&lt;br /&gt;You make my heart fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/25/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1364112357848659132?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1364112357848659132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1364112357848659132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1364112357848659132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1364112357848659132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/hardcore-sin.html' title='Hardcore Sin'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2609336485295163403</id><published>2009-10-25T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:20:29.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unanswered</title><content type='html'>I lay alone in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Questioning everything you said&lt;br /&gt;Miles keep us far apart&lt;br /&gt;Yet here you are stuck in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears offer no relief&lt;br /&gt;My heart tightens offering no release&lt;br /&gt;I knew of this from go&lt;br /&gt;And these feelings continue to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got too close&lt;br /&gt;Something I know&lt;br /&gt;I blindly continued to fall&lt;br /&gt;Having my heart stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no release in this bed&lt;br /&gt;Unanswered questions float instead&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know or have that chance&lt;br /&gt;To have that one wild romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/24/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2609336485295163403?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2609336485295163403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2609336485295163403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2609336485295163403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2609336485295163403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/unanswered.html' title='Unanswered'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1540075186939417143</id><published>2009-10-25T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:07:52.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Star</title><content type='html'>You're out of my reach&lt;br /&gt;So far from my grasp&lt;br /&gt;Something your preached&lt;br /&gt;But I'd hope would last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few ties that bind&lt;br /&gt;Yet my heart is with you&lt;br /&gt;Longing for you to find&lt;br /&gt;A way to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubted that I'd feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I laughed you off as a joke&lt;br /&gt;I often think back to that first day&lt;br /&gt;The very first time we spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bound&lt;br /&gt;To a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;Streaming to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Not able to stretch this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/24/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1540075186939417143?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1540075186939417143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1540075186939417143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1540075186939417143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1540075186939417143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/shooting-star.html' title='Shooting Star'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4259041621888033844</id><published>2009-10-25T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:51:59.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your View</title><content type='html'>You tell me your lies&lt;br /&gt;I beg that they're true&lt;br /&gt;Love is a disguise&lt;br /&gt;To help you muddle through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want that chance&lt;br /&gt;To be a part of you&lt;br /&gt;Just a small dance &lt;br /&gt;To be in your view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak your words to me&lt;br /&gt;I'll memorize every part&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be able to see&lt;br /&gt;The effect you have on my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whisper thos lies to me&lt;br /&gt;The ones my hearts pleads to be true&lt;br /&gt;You'll live unknowingly&lt;br /&gt;What true love can really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/23/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4259041621888033844?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4259041621888033844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4259041621888033844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4259041621888033844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4259041621888033844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-your-view.html' title='In Your View'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6114659594810983319</id><published>2009-10-25T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:40:49.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Face</title><content type='html'>Here I sit, my cards are on the table&lt;br /&gt;Face up so you can see where I stand&lt;br /&gt;I know that you and I aren't able&lt;br /&gt;To breathe the same air or even touch hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to be so truthful&lt;br /&gt;Yet it poured on out of me&lt;br /&gt;In this life I'm completely grateful&lt;br /&gt;To meet someone who sees like I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could bridge this distance&lt;br /&gt;That there could be more than this thing&lt;br /&gt;This invisble strong proof of existence&lt;br /&gt;We're bound together forever by this string&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say it scares you to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;God, I plead that line be true&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can never truly feel or see&lt;br /&gt;Me going crazy or what I'd do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I would die if I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;The small important connected part of me&lt;br /&gt;I die a little daily not to see this through&lt;br /&gt;It's a part of me I never allowed you to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet my cards are face up on this table&lt;br /&gt;My desperate heart is on the line&lt;br /&gt;My heart is there while my feet are unable&lt;br /&gt;In this life I no longer want to be blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/23/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6114659594810983319?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6114659594810983319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6114659594810983319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6114659594810983319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6114659594810983319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/poker-face.html' title='Poker Face'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7837842508350895855</id><published>2009-10-09T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:06:26.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twist Inside</title><content type='html'>I want to locate the pain &lt;br /&gt;Remove it from my soul&lt;br /&gt;To not have this constant strain&lt;br /&gt;Or live in this black hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve broken me apart&lt;br /&gt;Showing me the way&lt;br /&gt;I need to tear out this heart&lt;br /&gt;And crush it today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twist inside my core&lt;br /&gt;The stabbing pain through my chest&lt;br /&gt;Makes me question you more&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if it was your best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to remove myself from this&lt;br /&gt;Remove the pain from within&lt;br /&gt;To ignore you &amp; your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Remove every piece of me I’ve given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I’m so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;You were the one who knew me&lt;br /&gt;The things you helped and saw me through&lt;br /&gt;You helped me along and helped me see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tear this ache out&lt;br /&gt;To bring back my smile&lt;br /&gt;Unsure what this is really about&lt;br /&gt;It’s torturing me all the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/9/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7837842508350895855?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7837842508350895855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7837842508350895855' title='0 Comments'/><link 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dream&lt;br /&gt;And there is a sense of finality&lt;br /&gt;That nothing is ever as it seemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart chases after a mirage&lt;br /&gt;Something that was never really there &lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of a heart massage&lt;br /&gt;To disturb death’s glare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost everything I've had in sight&lt;br /&gt;All the hope I had filled inside&lt;br /&gt;Disappears to leave me with is the night&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing left, not even pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally see the dreams aren’t real&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is the pain&lt;br /&gt;It shakes me to the core, it’s all I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days soon fill with rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/9/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6829296660837794708?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1195377044913228331</id><published>2009-10-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:11:15.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing You</title><content type='html'>I'm throwing the roses away today&lt;br /&gt;I've held onto them for way too long&lt;br /&gt;I don't look at them the same way&lt;br /&gt;I now look at them all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have feelings for her I can see it now&lt;br /&gt;My heart is shattered, the walls they rise&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can love again, I don't see how&lt;br /&gt;You've become just another one of the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who placed me second who made me cry &lt;br /&gt;You raised me up to push me down&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was right for questioing why&lt;br /&gt;I continue to cry, my sobs make no sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to erase every positive memory of you&lt;br /&gt;Replacing it with the hate you now feel&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would ever be through&lt;br /&gt;Just as it finally seemd to become real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/4/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1195377044913228331?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1195377044913228331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1195377044913228331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1195377044913228331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1195377044913228331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-you.html' title='Losing You'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3248746628035099438</id><published>2009-10-05T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:06:10.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>Is it better to know &lt;br /&gt;or not to know&lt;br /&gt;To just let it go&lt;br /&gt;Before it lets you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you it's a life wasted&lt;br /&gt;To not know how freedom tastes&lt;br /&gt;The constant knot ever growing&lt;br /&gt;The loss of never really knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so undeniably defeated&lt;br /&gt;I can't be second best anymore&lt;br /&gt;I can't pick up my heart from the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday my faith in me gets worse&lt;br /&gt;I've come to look at my life as a curse&lt;br /&gt;Is it better to know or not know&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its time to let the silence grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/4/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3248746628035099438?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3248746628035099438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3248746628035099438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3248746628035099438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3248746628035099438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8265912138247711080</id><published>2009-10-05T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:01:15.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Rose</title><content type='html'>I need a hug and not from you&lt;br /&gt;Those days have died and are through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've moved on and broke me apart&lt;br /&gt;It seemed you lead me to just break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let me grow closer just to get even&lt;br /&gt;To teach me what it's like on this side of leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the lesson. walls are being built&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped blooming and has begun to wilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/4/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8265912138247711080?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8265912138247711080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8265912138247711080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8265912138247711080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8265912138247711080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/dying-rose.html' title='Dying Rose'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3170787519207926530</id><published>2009-10-01T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:59:03.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing on Stars</title><content type='html'>Your phone rang and out you went&lt;br /&gt;I sat back with obvious discontent&lt;br /&gt;Always the second, never the first&lt;br /&gt;Yet I have this longing for you, this thirst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for all that you are&lt;br /&gt;No matter the distance, near or far&lt;br /&gt;Yet to know that you aren’t mine&lt;br /&gt;It is an ache I cannot truly define&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my place and you know yours&lt;br /&gt;It hits me hard as you walk out that door&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I love you and I can’t let that die&lt;br /&gt;I never want to lose you, I cannot lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I’ll get the call one day&lt;br /&gt;Your girl will win and get her way&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I will continue to love you&lt;br /&gt;Trying to breathe and muddle through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart belongs to both her and I&lt;br /&gt;You can promise and give her the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;While I get the quiet reflective moments alone&lt;br /&gt;That make me quiver,shake and tear me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am not yours and you are not mine&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of young souls intertwined&lt;br /&gt;My tears are for you and what isn’t ours&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll just keep wishing upon these stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/1/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3170787519207926530?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3170787519207926530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3170787519207926530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3170787519207926530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3170787519207926530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/10/wishing-on-stars.html' title='Wishing on Stars'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2337872265393410517</id><published>2009-09-26T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:36:45.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on You</title><content type='html'>The one I desire&lt;br /&gt;I should know better&lt;br /&gt;Coming down to the wire&lt;br /&gt;Becoming clever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart has been tainted&lt;br /&gt;Broken, battered, and torn&lt;br /&gt;My belief in men is shaken&lt;br /&gt;Any hope left has been taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and wait like never before&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to appear&lt;br /&gt;For you to walk through that door&lt;br /&gt;But just as I had feared…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks again&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you is a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Just like all the other men&lt;br /&gt;You’ve caused my heart to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/26/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2337872265393410517?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2337872265393410517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2337872265393410517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2337872265393410517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2337872265393410517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-on-you.html' title='Waiting on You'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1529462530637569801</id><published>2009-09-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:36:28.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>My heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause every word is true&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else was faking&lt;br /&gt;And I’m tired and through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time to mend this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Of needing to be the one&lt;br /&gt;This life bears no real meaning&lt;br /&gt;It holds no essence of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep looking ahead to find&lt;br /&gt;That everything is a mirage&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever be mine&lt;br /&gt;Just a life full of facades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day my heart shatters&lt;br /&gt;All over again as the sun rises&lt;br /&gt;You build me up as if it matters&lt;br /&gt;And I throw on my disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet inside I’m broken&lt;br /&gt;Doubt I can be repaired&lt;br /&gt;With all the words you’ve spoken&lt;br /&gt;I’m still in a pit of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;Because every word was true&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else was faking&lt;br /&gt;And sadly I’m tired and I’m through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK - 9/24/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1529462530637569801?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1529462530637569801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1529462530637569801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1529462530637569801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1529462530637569801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-5572809851079489439</id><published>2009-09-22T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:42:39.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden</title><content type='html'>Hidden in this black hole&lt;br /&gt;To stay and never leave&lt;br /&gt;Dying an empty soul&lt;br /&gt;While no one grieves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all move on leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in this black hole&lt;br /&gt;You can’t understand or see&lt;br /&gt;My time you have stole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m expected to sit still&lt;br /&gt;Just wait for you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Never wanting my share or fill&lt;br /&gt;Waiting without a spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll die alone waiting for acceptance&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to belong inside you&lt;br /&gt;Enduring this sufferance&lt;br /&gt;Until this life is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;br /&gt;9/22/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-5572809851079489439?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/5572809851079489439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=5572809851079489439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5572809851079489439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5572809851079489439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/hidden.html' title='Hidden'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7344315910374400566</id><published>2009-09-18T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:11:03.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless</title><content type='html'>My heart breaks &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you know&lt;br /&gt;How my heart aches&lt;br /&gt;And is afraid to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve known all along&lt;br /&gt;How I ache to sit here&lt;br /&gt;All these years alone&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like you didn’t care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My secret is out&lt;br /&gt;The pain illuminated&lt;br /&gt;No need to mope about&lt;br /&gt;Or to feel suffocated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;That was buried within&lt;br /&gt;Released with the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;No longer guilty as sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hiding in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to be seen and heard&lt;br /&gt;Forever staring out the windows&lt;br /&gt;Lines no longer blurred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a crime to cry&lt;br /&gt;To want to belong&lt;br /&gt;To not have to ask why&lt;br /&gt;Or worry to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be welcomed with open arms&lt;br /&gt;Not to fear of what is thought&lt;br /&gt;To be able to be calm&lt;br /&gt;To fall and know you’ll be caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I’m still sad that you knew&lt;br /&gt;And didn’t offer a hand&lt;br /&gt;To know you see it from my view&lt;br /&gt;That someone understands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t have to feel alone&lt;br /&gt;The pain so deep I sobbed&lt;br /&gt;Yet with the pain I have grown&lt;br /&gt;And still I feel robbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could’ve been fearless&lt;br /&gt;I learned how on my own&lt;br /&gt;There is no bitterness&lt;br /&gt;For how you have helped me grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;br /&gt;9/18/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7344315910374400566?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7344315910374400566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7344315910374400566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7344315910374400566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7344315910374400566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/fearless.html' title='Fearless'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8598121178943361055</id><published>2009-09-17T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:13:36.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of Change</title><content type='html'>Open the window&lt;br /&gt;Crawl inside&lt;br /&gt;Winds of change blow&lt;br /&gt;Never you mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creep in through the back&lt;br /&gt;Sneak into your heart&lt;br /&gt;I carry on with the sneak attack&lt;br /&gt;It began from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It overwhelmed me&lt;br /&gt;Without me knowing&lt;br /&gt;But you can see&lt;br /&gt;Winds of change are blowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me crawl beside you&lt;br /&gt;Lay next to you in bed&lt;br /&gt;Such a different view&lt;br /&gt;With you inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;br /&gt;9/17/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8598121178943361055?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8598121178943361055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8598121178943361055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8598121178943361055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8598121178943361055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of Change'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1434342928872218973</id><published>2009-09-16T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:07:02.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>Your silence breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Making it impossible to mend&lt;br /&gt;I’m been shattered and broken apart&lt;br /&gt;My lost heart thought it found a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you don’t want to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;That you love me and we have a bond&lt;br /&gt;But you can’t understand or fully see&lt;br /&gt;Over this and how deep into the beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this strong pull to you&lt;br /&gt;I can never stay upset&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you put me through&lt;br /&gt;You are something I’ll never regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your silence cuts through my soul&lt;br /&gt;Tearing me to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Something you should know&lt;br /&gt;My love for you decreases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It aches me to have to admit &lt;br /&gt;Brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;This addiction I’ve got to quit&lt;br /&gt;Stop living this lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattering me apart bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;Crushing me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s time to begin this split&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK &lt;br /&gt;9-16-09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1434342928872218973?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1434342928872218973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1434342928872218973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1434342928872218973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1434342928872218973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/silence_16.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2373320189777655299</id><published>2009-09-15T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:48:54.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Possibility of You</title><content type='html'>The possibility of you&lt;br /&gt;Warms me up completely&lt;br /&gt;I need to get through&lt;br /&gt;And over you neatly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you come into my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly kissing my neck&lt;br /&gt;When I awake I scream&lt;br /&gt;You’re not there and I’m a wreck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet that day goes by a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;And you’re always in my mind&lt;br /&gt;You are never in one single place&lt;br /&gt;Someone I cannot seem to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the possibility of you&lt;br /&gt;Warms my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I need to move on and find someone new&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can’t let you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-15-09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2373320189777655299?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2373320189777655299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2373320189777655299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2373320189777655299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2373320189777655299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/possibility-of-you.html' title='The Possibility of You'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8606457595477752385</id><published>2009-09-15T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:22:50.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire of my Soul</title><content type='html'>I invite you in&lt;br /&gt;You steal my soul&lt;br /&gt;The best way to live&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you disappear from me&lt;br /&gt;My heart yearning for more&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly bare to see&lt;br /&gt;What living life without you is for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you sneak back through&lt;br /&gt;I fall for you yet again, harder&lt;br /&gt;Producing more love for you&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when this all started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you come and go&lt;br /&gt;Never allowing yourself to fall deep&lt;br /&gt;I have few ways to show&lt;br /&gt;Only touching you in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you flitter into my world&lt;br /&gt;Making me long for you more&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me so unfurled&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be the one you adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I invite you into my sight&lt;br /&gt;With an open heart and open mind&lt;br /&gt;I know what I’m doing isn’t right&lt;br /&gt;But it’s the best feeling I can find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;br /&gt;9/15/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8606457595477752385?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6196619625975886351</id><published>2009-09-14T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:13:46.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meltdown...</title><content type='html'>Kisses upon my neck&lt;br /&gt;Trailing down my skin&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I cannot forget&lt;br /&gt;This evil sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Never getting enough&lt;br /&gt;How can I make you see&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping alone is getting rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice makes me grin&lt;br /&gt;Just the hint of attention &lt;br /&gt;Overflows my head with sin&lt;br /&gt;Bringing thoughts of aggression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we are separate and always connected&lt;br /&gt;The bond can never be torn&lt;br /&gt;Only slightly adjusted and perfected&lt;br /&gt;Never tattered, never torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bend with ease &lt;br /&gt;When you appear to me&lt;br /&gt;I go with the breeze&lt;br /&gt;With weakened knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Never getting enough&lt;br /&gt;How can I make you see&lt;br /&gt;That sleeping alone is getting rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 9-14-09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6196619625975886351?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6196619625975886351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6196619625975886351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6196619625975886351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6196619625975886351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/meltdown.html' title='Meltdown...'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8880507253300254059</id><published>2009-09-03T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:04:55.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey</title><content type='html'>You can’t fault me for everything I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;I has helped me along my journey&lt;br /&gt;To be the woman I’ve become&lt;br /&gt;Even though you’ve seen through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time my heart has shattered and mended&lt;br /&gt;Hidden within myself I nursed it alone&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of the transcendence&lt;br /&gt;Held myself back while everyone had grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body and soul were always weak&lt;br /&gt;Needing a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Yet I sat there meek&lt;br /&gt;No one to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad choices, yes I’ve made my share&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn’t change a thing&lt;br /&gt;This is my journey, just so that you’re aware&lt;br /&gt;I can allow you in or leave you wondering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/3/09&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8880507253300254059?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8880507253300254059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Goodbye Again</title><content type='html'>I see your bags are packed and your ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you need to leave so I'll open the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've walked on my heart one last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a smile I forget all your sweet little rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you- you threw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you with her just the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to let you be that kind of man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to break me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know you wish you were letting me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my how nice it is to be on this side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me not caring how you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tore me to pieces the first, second and third time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I caught you committing your little *love* crimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you lied and waltzed back into my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mended back the pieces that had broken apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must've did something wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mended my heart back together and made me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can watch you leave me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and know that I can make that last mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it takes me awhile to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know I need the fire within me to burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I can look back at this and maybe I'll weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I know I can make it through tonight without losing sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2001 JoAnn Kornatowski&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6423493405893062731?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-163494832494399973</id><published>2009-09-03T00:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:32:35.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Memories flood this head of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never leaving me alone giving me the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to heal this heavy heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always breaking it apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts reel back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever my work day is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs remind me of how you made me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being a woman in love   of being real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought my lonesome life alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave me some sense of glorious pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel loved and a sense of being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I left the thought never fleeted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still carry those feelings with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I feel incredibly lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's only something you can mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a lovely thought floating in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter 1/28/04&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-163494832494399973?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/163494832494399973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=163494832494399973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/163494832494399973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/163494832494399973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6565002245564099475</id><published>2009-09-03T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:32:10.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely &amp; Down</title><content type='html'>Lonely and down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you come round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighten my darkest mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my smile grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you step in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just with a silly grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brighten me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely and down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighten my mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a glimpse of your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Joeann L. Hunter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6565002245564099475?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6565002245564099475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6565002245564099475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6565002245564099475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6565002245564099475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/lonely-down.html' title='Lonely &amp; Down'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-282677131949006158</id><published>2009-09-03T00:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:30:15.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the world closes in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you need is a decent friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or someone to tell you that you're incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That your heart is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one to say they don't mind your morning breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to say stay in bed and rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand to hold your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you dread to be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams that faded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hand to hold my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who cares from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter - 7/7/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-282677131949006158?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/282677131949006158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=282677131949006158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/282677131949006158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/282677131949006158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone.html' title='Someone'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8743576999282508892</id><published>2009-09-03T00:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:29:39.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>There's someone I miss, With my entire being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetness,The way the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sad, It tears me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was bad, For my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made me smile, Brighter than I ever did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while, Since I smiled that big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's better, This is the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple love letter, To lighten my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all I need,  But this will heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a planted seed, Something that's REAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Joeann L. Hunter 7/13/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8743576999282508892?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8743576999282508892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8743576999282508892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8743576999282508892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8743576999282508892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4134568030674151128</id><published>2009-09-03T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:29:18.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beLIEve</title><content type='html'>You convinced me to care - Made me beLIEve that love was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell and got wrapped up - and here I am feeling dumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart wasn't broken - It never got the chance to be awoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed the manipulations - Waited in like for anticipation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my sails lost the wind - The day I found she had him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went about clueless - Not knowing the unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All done by your hands - I can never trust you and you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart has its scars - But this one is large&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought there was a shard that was pure - But this is one heartache that needs time to cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joeann L. Hunter 7/13/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4134568030674151128?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4134568030674151128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4134568030674151128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4134568030674151128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4134568030674151128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/believe.html' title='beLIEve'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8387660972939281159</id><published>2009-09-03T00:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:28:41.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duct Taped Heart</title><content type='html'>Always the flirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tend to hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart fills with hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it bursts and you can't cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor beneath you is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're once again alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tease, the taunts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All leave you without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart hurts, it yearns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For something loving to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To heal and seal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you should'nt have to steal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flirting is full of explosives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something no one ever notices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal the heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it's torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab the duct tape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joeann L. Hunter 7/17/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8387660972939281159?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8387660972939281159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8387660972939281159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8387660972939281159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8387660972939281159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/duct-taped-heart.html' title='Duct Taped Heart'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1085609234050386797</id><published>2009-09-03T00:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:28:08.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Heart</title><content type='html'>Avenge a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont let it be torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide it from all to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it can beat silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont let him get close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hurts it the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covet it deep in your chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont put your heart to the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will turn you inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill your mind with infinity of doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make you love like never before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make you hate forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenge your broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide it from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden from him to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it can go on beating silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/18/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1085609234050386797?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1085609234050386797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1085609234050386797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1085609234050386797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1085609234050386797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/hidden-heart.html' title='Hidden Heart'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6969772645448700047</id><published>2009-09-03T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:27:38.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Can That Be?</title><content type='html'>Some things have gone down and I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How one minute your friends then drawing a line in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brains worked as one and how well it lasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet as time goes by your friendship passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time well spent, laughs that were shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone in a instant without a care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad what happens when friend lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It causes heartache and bonds wither and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years pass on - you find you're alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you scroll a familiar number on your phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you call and rebuild that bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have a reason or a lie you could give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you tell that someone you knew so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That your kids are married and your life's gone to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That now you're alone and are in need of a good friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that number you dial leads you to a dead end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new number listed, no one at that name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life forever different - it will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me cause I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why there is a line in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't put it there and neither did the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it remains there like any other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind often blows them away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet my heart feels that this time it's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/28/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6969772645448700047?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6969772645448700047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6969772645448700047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6969772645448700047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6969772645448700047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-can-that-be.html' title='How Can That Be?'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1550500959856293461</id><published>2009-09-03T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:25:17.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Closer</title><content type='html'>Come Closer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be near you can't you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your smile aimed at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your hand in mine - can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to be held and shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into a million pieces - as if it didn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to love me as if you can't have me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  if we couldn't live freely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that passion that I never knew existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stand in front of you as you try to resist it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name should be beating inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until there's and end of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come closer I want you to take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you in my life - how can you not understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/14/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1550500959856293461?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1550500959856293461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1550500959856293461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1550500959856293461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1550500959856293461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-closer.html' title='Come Closer'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8875388281550543703</id><published>2009-09-03T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:24:10.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant Rush</title><content type='html'>His hand on my naked flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant rush - I feel blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know this man who makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be by my side every step in every mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart beats into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I thought I'd never find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The touch of his hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reassures me he understands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at peace when I am with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure, unadulterated sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hand around my waist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the best feeling I've faced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this alive before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt that I could soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His warm hand on my naked flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant rush of life - I am truly blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/17/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8875388281550543703?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8875388281550543703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8875388281550543703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8875388281550543703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8875388281550543703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/instant-rush.html' title='Instant Rush'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8706189380462166698</id><published>2009-09-03T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:22:59.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Tables</title><content type='html'>Some times you're the giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times you're the taker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tables always turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grab a seat and sit down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days you're walked on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are days you do the walkin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lies soon become yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then living becomes a chore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were ruined once - - it's a fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is this the way you fight back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tables constantly turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, it will be your turn to be burned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/24/06&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8706189380462166698?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8706189380462166698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8706189380462166698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8706189380462166698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8706189380462166698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/turning-tables.html' title='Turning Tables'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4315608377290844998</id><published>2009-09-03T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:21:59.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Know?</title><content type='html'>Do you know that behind this smile lays a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Do You know each time I see you I'm torn apart?&lt;br /&gt;Can you possibly imagine what goes through this head?&lt;br /&gt;Or the dreams that haunt my empty bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are filled with hopes of you&lt;br /&gt;Envisioning one day these dreams will come true&lt;br /&gt;I have had one too many heart aches&lt;br /&gt;and I know what it sounds like when hope breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I've been there when my heart has been torn in two&lt;br /&gt;I've felt the pain when I've heard the wicked words spoken by you&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels to be so alone you cry yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and I know how it feels when you can no longer weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you know that behind this smile lies a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see how many times it's been torn apart?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the thoughts that rampage my head?&lt;br /&gt;And the loneliness that haunts me alone in this bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you heal it and make it end?&lt;br /&gt;Or can't you see it, my friend?&lt;br /&gt;For I am alone and so are you&lt;br /&gt;I need you now more than you ever knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the skies are grey and cloudy&lt;br /&gt;They're no longer blue just dark and gloomy&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me that you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;If you can't help me change it and make this pain less real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claim you think like I do&lt;br /&gt;and a million other things that just aren't true&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and mine are so far from one another,&lt;br /&gt;that I sometimes I wonder why do I bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those talks we have I wouldn't take back&lt;br /&gt;And the smiles we share I carry with me like a sack&lt;br /&gt;The memories I have I wouldn't trade for the world&lt;br /&gt;Yet the memories I have bring me into a dream-world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you now know that behind this smile is a wounded heart?&lt;br /&gt;That only a dream-world can mend back into one part&lt;br /&gt;And the thoughts that rampage through my head&lt;br /&gt;They now comfort me in this lonely bed... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Written by Yours Truly....&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4315608377290844998?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4315608377290844998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4315608377290844998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4315608377290844998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4315608377290844998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-know.html' title='Do You Know?'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4660338327466217730</id><published>2009-09-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:21:07.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rain</title><content type='html'>The rain rocks my soul &lt;br /&gt;To a restful sleep&lt;br /&gt;Never will it know&lt;br /&gt;The pain that sits deep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps me sane&lt;br /&gt;It relaxes me&lt;br /&gt;It washes away the pain&lt;br /&gt;Into the sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain soothes&lt;br /&gt;It rocks me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;It has no rules&lt;br /&gt;Or promises to keep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It draws me in&lt;br /&gt;And slows my anger&lt;br /&gt;As the droplets fall on my skin&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me safe away from danger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joeann L. Hunter 10/13/01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4660338327466217730?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4660338327466217730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4660338327466217730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4660338327466217730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4660338327466217730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain.html' title='The Rain'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3425855313576904991</id><published>2009-09-03T00:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:19:05.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearing Act</title><content type='html'>DISAPPEARING ACT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me out of the frame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut me out – just cut me out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove my name from your lips &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw away everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your hand off my hips &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroy this ring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget I exist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erase your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move away from where we lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's old and our love was false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of us and our world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were nothing – are nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had each other fooled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we would outlast them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut me out of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw away the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear the pictures apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's no proof of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose my numbers – don't call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this was your choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to trash my love against a wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/28/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3425855313576904991?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3425855313576904991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3425855313576904991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3425855313576904991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3425855313576904991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/disappearing-act.html' title='Disappearing Act'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-109575317698178583</id><published>2009-09-03T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:18:28.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy Ending</title><content type='html'>Am I happy where I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many changes - not shaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm comfortable in this scam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my heart not taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I love my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in this glass ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to be a wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows this after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bomb has yet to explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world is slightly intact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no place to go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a sad, sad fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look for an escape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain type of emotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescuing me from this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have that notion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy where I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No changes – never shaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm comfortable with this scam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I feel so forsaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's been stolen and broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everything else it has mended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just a small token&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of an unhappy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter(Me - PEN NAME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/28/06 11:28pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-109575317698178583?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/109575317698178583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=109575317698178583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/109575317698178583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/109575317698178583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/unhappy-ending.html' title='Unhappy Ending'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-5856652625082967718</id><published>2009-09-03T00:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:17:59.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disarray</title><content type='html'>I thought my life would have changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not be in this disarray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one person with certain tastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it is all a waste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That everything's fallen to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I find myself all romantical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting him to come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's all about being comical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when it feels wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want him – my Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met a Mr. Ok's…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they couldn't turn on the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me in quite that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for the fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true love that is out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that love goes stale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fairy tales aren't here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knees get bloody when I fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one to catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stop me when I hit that wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe one day – we'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/30/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-5856652625082967718?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/5856652625082967718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=5856652625082967718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5856652625082967718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5856652625082967718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/disarray.html' title='Disarray'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8662890911815554073</id><published>2009-09-03T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:17:20.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Support</title><content type='html'>Crying my eyes out against the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting it cradle me and catch my fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is throbbing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continue sobbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm in constant war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lies and the deceit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm always in retreat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away in tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding away my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguing about this and that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing ground here, it's a fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing the end result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only seeing the present, it's my fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of being the only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this side of the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of hearing how I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should turn my cheek and get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't erase my beliefs and sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot look away from this shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to leave, move out of state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's what I need – it is my inevitable fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/30/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8662890911815554073?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8662890911815554073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8662890911815554073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8662890911815554073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8662890911815554073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/support.html' title='Support'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7734851308582187990</id><published>2009-09-03T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:16:40.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornered</title><content type='html'>CORNERED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love not be backed into a corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to be in love and not scorned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would enjoy them having this knot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And see how easy it was to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noise in their head and chaos in their chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wondering if they were the pest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being annoyed – how wonderful that would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they could understand what it's like to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To never have someone to lean on or no one on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hear bickering or silence when you try to confide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always striving to not care but then I turn cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To never have anyone listen and always be scolded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love someone to hug me and understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just someone to be there and hold my empty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or massage my aching heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be one piece and not in parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/02/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7734851308582187990?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7734851308582187990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7734851308582187990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7734851308582187990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7734851308582187990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/cornered.html' title='Cornered'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4161525060528484929</id><published>2009-09-03T00:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:15:10.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All That's Wrong</title><content type='html'>My hands feel dirty with the deeds I have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hangs heavy with all the things wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look in the mirror and see the hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I've not wanted to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness that lays in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The echoes of nothing in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see myself as failure completely incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling loneliness all the time - tasting defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ache to break out of it - to be free of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel better about this lonliness and be through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless my heart will ache and my head will pound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my final resting day when I lay underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/23/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4161525060528484929?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4161525060528484929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4161525060528484929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4161525060528484929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4161525060528484929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-thats-wrong.html' title='All That&apos;s Wrong'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6408134183906677463</id><published>2009-09-03T00:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:14:42.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes &amp; Dreams</title><content type='html'>Whenever I see you my hopes and dreams come rushing back &lt;br /&gt;Even though I thought I lost them on life's beaten track&lt;br /&gt;You brighten my day&lt;br /&gt;Just by the little things that you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this must be infatuation - it can't be love&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know the heavy heart that I lug&lt;br /&gt;There's so many times I've wanted to tell you&lt;br /&gt;and yet not able to actually have this come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's path is hard and long&lt;br /&gt;And I can't bear to walk it alone&lt;br /&gt;So I place my hopes and dreams in a sack&lt;br /&gt;And continue to walk life's beaten track&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6408134183906677463?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6408134183906677463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6408134183906677463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6408134183906677463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6408134183906677463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/hopes-dreams.html' title='Hopes &amp; Dreams'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-991993483395260007</id><published>2009-09-03T00:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:14:23.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost of Me</title><content type='html'>Sitting in the ghost of me &lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by memories&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;Happiness magnified – that's what I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;That it was my choice to leave&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say or write&lt;br /&gt;Except that I sit in this ghost night after night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find out who I am – better yet who I'll be&lt;br /&gt;Never finding the answer deep inside this ghost of me&lt;br /&gt;Always searching – always haunted&lt;br /&gt;Always reaching – always taunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I wake &lt;br /&gt;To be forsaken&lt;br /&gt;And seeing the Ghost in me&lt;br /&gt;Staring right back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joeann L. Hunter 4/23/01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-991993483395260007?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/991993483395260007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=991993483395260007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/991993483395260007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/991993483395260007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/ghost-of-me.html' title='The Ghost of Me'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8808724470145723684</id><published>2009-09-03T00:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:13:57.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You Want Me</title><content type='html'>You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;The stirring is constant down below&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;and you want me more when the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;To feel my lips upon yours&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;holding your hand as we walk the sandy shores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is unbearable&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;when the nights are lonely and you're feeling terrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;To hold you close and tight&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;holding you through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just agree&lt;br /&gt;You know you want me&lt;br /&gt;because I wished for thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8808724470145723684?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8808724470145723684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8808724470145723684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8808724470145723684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8808724470145723684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-know-you-want-me.html' title='You Know You Want Me'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8019210443825191861</id><published>2009-09-03T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:13:02.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINE</title><content type='html'>Don't worry about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile through these tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing it all these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart grows cold by the second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you shred my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're just checking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see how it will start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I will mend back into one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't move as I smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remain still, shocked and shunned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing to run that mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the tears they run instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I feel the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You continue to shred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart my love and pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/26/06&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8019210443825191861?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8019210443825191861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8019210443825191861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8019210443825191861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8019210443825191861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/fine.html' title='FINE'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3034223039608961634</id><published>2009-09-03T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:11:58.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Shape of Tears</title><content type='html'>I cried last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears meant something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pushing and pulling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumping in my veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My devotion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of this skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted with the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quitting this game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not up for the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stand in place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And face the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears were odd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of pain, anger and despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me feel like a fraud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm not even here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/7/06&lt;br /&gt;JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3034223039608961634?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3034223039608961634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3034223039608961634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3034223039608961634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3034223039608961634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/different-shape-of-tears.html' title='Different Shape of Tears'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4953479937366368642</id><published>2009-09-03T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:11:19.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Automatic Tears</title><content type='html'>I'm missing you already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the automatic tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories we've had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones yet to be made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing and horribly bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and white even the greys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I have my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed to call you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all of us could only be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running around this crazy world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torturing and loving - happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken away it can be in just a twirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to love you more than I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before there is no more sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I can no longer stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being without you both is what I fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be completely ripped apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forced into automatic tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/9/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dedicated to my folks - no lame ass corny comments you all know my parents and my siblings and I love them more than we know.  We take life for granted take the days, hours and seconds of happiness we have for granted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4953479937366368642?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4953479937366368642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4953479937366368642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4953479937366368642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4953479937366368642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/automatic-tears.html' title='Automatic Tears'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1709559817923155747</id><published>2009-09-03T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:09:12.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>The blood in my mouth is because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the crap you have put us through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humiliation – you're better than us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fought so hard to earn your trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did we bother – you are too good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your pedestal you could never be rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hate and ignorance is all you show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was evil but what did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my stomach turn how you throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better off that you disappear one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the footsteps that were laid out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concerned it's best you follow through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappear in the lies you choose to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were taught well and the lesson you learned was to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joeann L. Hunter&lt;br /&gt;12-18-06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1709559817923155747?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1709559817923155747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1709559817923155747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1709559817923155747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1709559817923155747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/illusions.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6878518580835997449</id><published>2009-09-02T23:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:00:00.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Hoping For...</title><content type='html'>You could've had me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved on – you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've sealed your fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You missed the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To walk with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have that dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could've had me at hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart would've soared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it can't be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met an amazing soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes my heart soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's what I'm hoping for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-22-07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6878518580835997449?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6878518580835997449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6878518580835997449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6878518580835997449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6878518580835997449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-im-hoping-for.html' title='What I&apos;m Hoping For...'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1625694393397096930</id><published>2009-09-02T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:59:29.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oil &amp; Water</title><content type='html'>One likes the other only he can go so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never thought of what would happen next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he knew was that he desired her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day they had met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never thought this through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never assumed it would see the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That his dream could come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he's a full of a little fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in his galaxy – nearing his grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his face and it's as if he's a child once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought this moment would elapse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it wasn't what his future had in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a fear inside growing stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feels his heart beating outside himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not sure if he can stand this any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it truly is time to take it off the shelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-23-07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1625694393397096930?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1625694393397096930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1625694393397096930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1625694393397096930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1625694393397096930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/oil-water.html' title='Oil &amp; Water'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4667550042261366212</id><published>2009-09-02T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:57:29.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlocked a Piece of Me</title><content type='html'>I've tied up my emotions for this reason exactly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me think and wonder what it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I torture myself about this madly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be what he wants – you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire life I've imagined it to be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fits inside of my mind like a puzzle piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want him to be there and to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous to hear that I won't bring him peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know the truth behind his words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live in this make believe life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know it would leave me disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing back all the pain and strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in this happy bubble to be on cloud nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be his beautifully blinded freakshow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is just perfectly, happily, safely mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is beyond what I'll ever truly know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've locked my heart away so it could go untouched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet he somehow snuck deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his small insignificant words mean so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He strummed the right chords so carefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know love and life is far from a fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be whom he wants to share his world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all that matters to a heart that has felt failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet he's made my life unfurled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8-1-07 JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4667550042261366212?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4667550042261366212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4667550042261366212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4667550042261366212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4667550042261366212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/unlocked-piece-of-me.html' title='Unlocked a Piece of Me'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-7817464080212862977</id><published>2009-09-02T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:55:21.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thick Air</title><content type='html'>The air is so thick and it's hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look out into the city and wonder where you could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think too much and without the strength to continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy down this broken heart avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in circles I wish I knew what you were thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could lose everything just by blinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It holds me back – my fear and self esteem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lifts me up when I have those dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just jump go it – go for it is all I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want my courage to be my spear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thick air surrounds my heart holding me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there has to be something I lack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curse the day you gave me hope and put this chaos in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you called me beautiful burnt through my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savoring that moment is all I can seem to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wondering what will come of I and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© JLK 8-31-07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-7817464080212862977?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/7817464080212862977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=7817464080212862977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7817464080212862977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/7817464080212862977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/thick-air.html' title='Thick Air'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-201782390417123127</id><published>2009-09-02T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:53:26.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History Repeats</title><content type='html'>Seasons come and seasons go.&lt;br /&gt;A blooming flower to a withering rose.&lt;br /&gt;Spring brings flowers,&lt;br /&gt;while lightning and wind storms bring showers&lt;br /&gt;The cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;as the winter rains turn to snow.&lt;br /&gt;Then once again Spring&lt;br /&gt;Begins in full swing&lt;br /&gt;Yet again history repeats.&lt;br /&gt;While warming up becomes the feat&lt;br /&gt;Staying warm-then staying cool&lt;br /&gt;while wading in a Summer pool&lt;br /&gt;The circle of life is never complete&lt;br /&gt;for history always repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Joeann L. Hunter&lt;br /&gt;March 7th, 2000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-201782390417123127?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/201782390417123127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=201782390417123127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/201782390417123127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/201782390417123127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/history-repeats.html' title='History Repeats'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8221106742059630818</id><published>2009-09-02T23:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:52:45.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Catches Up</title><content type='html'>On the days when hope is running low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my heart is turning a deep dark blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it seems the world has nothing to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn to find the hope of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the skies darken and my heart creeps down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness swells to the highest point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knees are close to hitting the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you and you do not disappoint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind may wander and my heart follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hold back this wide grinned smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you pushes away all of my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly thoughts of me and you all the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I remember that one day so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your words ripping away my wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You crashed through so swiftly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me see that love catches up eventually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK - 8-17-07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8221106742059630818?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8221106742059630818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8221106742059630818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8221106742059630818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8221106742059630818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-catches-up.html' title='Love Catches Up'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6742301413194750216</id><published>2009-09-02T23:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:51:04.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn View</title><content type='html'>The rain pours down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold breeze cuts through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind whips my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not with you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain drips down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling onto my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traffic has slowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can think is of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His kisses and touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To want someone this much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rain pours over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the chill cuts through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wonder where could you be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander off into the autumn view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart concentrates on the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold harsh breeze and the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kisses, your touch – our sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sorrow and the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/7/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6742301413194750216?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6742301413194750216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6742301413194750216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6742301413194750216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6742301413194750216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/autumn-view.html' title='Autumn View'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3522613997549539859</id><published>2009-09-02T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:50:33.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blink of an Eye</title><content type='html'>My eyes drift close as I think of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they open I realize I'm coming undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down just like I have before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering now what life truly has in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not alone in this and my eyes close again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmth consumes me as the wind chills my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I need to pull myself in and look over this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I cannot be happy living life in this distress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I let the wind pull me around for the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the tears carry me for this time is stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is quiet and the streets are barren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand on the sidewalk looking up and staring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the few stars I can make out past the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this stolen city silence the trees seem so loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel something stronger taking hold of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding me closer not daring to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel safer as I break down this time as I have before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm coming undone as I climb the stairs to the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding my key into the lock wondering what will come of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn the key and have faith that what will be will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/14/07  ©JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3522613997549539859?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3522613997549539859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3522613997549539859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3522613997549539859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3522613997549539859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/blink-of-eye.html' title='Blink of an Eye'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-682179073889357145</id><published>2009-09-02T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:49:48.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Water</title><content type='html'>Still water runs deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence is strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is some sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it all feels so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time and space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's such a waste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When traveling in despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sink into his arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the blanket on my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like him to keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bring sanity to my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I long to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep the most amazing sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel I may turn to stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This still water is too deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/17/07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-682179073889357145?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/682179073889357145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=682179073889357145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/682179073889357145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/682179073889357145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-water.html' title='Still Water'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-262307450517798132</id><published>2009-09-02T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:48:54.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Despair</title><content type='html'>We're all a little broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for some hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our voices soft spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit shredded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From building the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking with dread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While protecting them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit torn from the naysayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who nudged at your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lay yet another layer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will never understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you have become broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your heart of despair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is soft spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With not a soul that cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you bask in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shut out the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You swim in your sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to fight the good fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're all broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our heart is a token&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For love scorned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/23/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-262307450517798132?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/262307450517798132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=262307450517798132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/262307450517798132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/262307450517798132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/heart-of-despair.html' title='Heart of Despair'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4888311156316046145</id><published>2009-09-02T23:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:48:34.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Huckabee</title><content type='html'>Walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaging your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you'll leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or stay until there's no more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying constantly to conceive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I got to this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe falling into his grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I dwell upon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sends me into a lull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into the swan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I cannot capture his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear that this will torch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will definitely tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possibility - Me and Huckabee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/26/07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4888311156316046145?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4888311156316046145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4888311156316046145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4888311156316046145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4888311156316046145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-huckabee.html' title='Me &amp; Huckabee'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6429808631538365953</id><published>2009-09-02T23:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:47:32.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervously Waiting</title><content type='html'>Too nervous to step into his world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared it will all crumble around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I just might be the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt or uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the curb nervously waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidgeting with my nails and my hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what is taking so long just anticipating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding my blond locks behind my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting him to want me there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willing it all to fall into place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why he isn't already here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying those words to my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart will find its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's own road carved by destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wait for that fateful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he will finally see me for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK – 01-01-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6429808631538365953?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6429808631538365953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6429808631538365953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6429808631538365953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6429808631538365953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/nervously-waiting.html' title='Nervously Waiting'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6594483403639591935</id><published>2009-09-02T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:47:13.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Within Me</title><content type='html'>Running through my personal hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say that it cannot be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stand after I fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over my head, what do I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clawing my way through dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find the light at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for someone to trust &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to find a trusted friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to hope as I see a speck of light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I slip back into my darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems or feels right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I begin to reaffirm my loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to listen and understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finally see through my eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them to tie my shoes and feel how I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get beyond all of the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to lose such a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who brought a smile to my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its heart-wrenching to come to this end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not be in their friendly grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm over my head there is no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't remain in this darkness, it will not consume me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to finally stand inside and be a part of the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe I will finally be able to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart leaps in bounds as I see a glimmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that shines deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that I can sparkle and I can shimmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know I don't need anyone to complete me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 01-02-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6594483403639591935?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6594483403639591935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6594483403639591935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6594483403639591935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6594483403639591935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/within-me.html' title='Within Me'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-5555604635422600061</id><published>2009-09-02T23:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:46:55.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loaded Heart</title><content type='html'>My heart is locked and loaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiming directly at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when it was stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it always feels like a sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many moments have passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where my chance has laid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directly in my grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel I can't be saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's do or die, sink or swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is no longer mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It belongs to only him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel it's such a crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each beat it's wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence tends to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips have never tasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my heart can only know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 1-3-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-5555604635422600061?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/5555604635422600061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=5555604635422600061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5555604635422600061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/5555604635422600061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/loaded-heart.html' title='Loaded Heart'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1449635292820586354</id><published>2009-09-02T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:46:29.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mistake</title><content type='html'>The choice is mine now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I bend or will I break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where to run or how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless it will be my mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring him to me my heart pleads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what God has in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure to where it will lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure of what this life is for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We muddle through with hope in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith and love are following closely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a bucket of fear off to the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the left wonder resides gloriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet free will was given to us as a gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best and the worst hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowing us to choose how to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never given the knowledge to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stand slowly and strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bust through the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stick our chins up when wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice is mine now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I bend or will I break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be certain where to run or how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does it always have to be my mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK – 1-2-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1449635292820586354?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1449635292820586354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1449635292820586354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1449635292820586354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1449635292820586354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mistake.html' title='My Mistake'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-519723842794227839</id><published>2009-09-02T23:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:46:04.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Perfect World</title><content type='html'>Hearts would never break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams would never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wouldn't be any mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world for you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world love would remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And death wouldn't exist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be no bloodstains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to reminisce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter would be heard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than tears of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would be sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world you would stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand in yours hold it tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While guiding me along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making everything seem alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No questions in our minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About where we shall go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we shall find &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what we will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world you would be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart wouldn't breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the reason to my shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wouldn't be mistaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK - 01/07/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-519723842794227839?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/519723842794227839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=519723842794227839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/519723842794227839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/519723842794227839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-perfect-world.html' title='In a Perfect World'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8094730460202875097</id><published>2009-09-02T23:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:45:41.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Believe?</title><content type='html'>Would you believe me if I said I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me if I said I that I'd be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I said that I can't shake these feelings and they're true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you even bother to begin to care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander the streets, my heart twists and turns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind always goes back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always threatening to never return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I wonder will I make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These dark and fearsome thoughts rule me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never allowing me to cut the strings and let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To soar above and beyond, to finally be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or sadly learn what I do not want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I do not invade your thoughts at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you do to mine, keeping me awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it feels so wrong and never right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like waiting will be a huge mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deepest and darkest valley of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is scared to pieces you'll walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you will tell me never and no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart will never see the light of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know if I never try I can not know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could've, might've, should've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or be brave enough to let go and soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll be brave enough I just need to know when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01/11/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8094730460202875097?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8094730460202875097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8094730460202875097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8094730460202875097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8094730460202875097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-you-believe.html' title='Would You Believe?'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4001135942094384253</id><published>2009-09-02T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:45:17.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Way</title><content type='html'>When morning breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let us part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone and silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers in my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun shining vibrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world has stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a con&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my heart is a prop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the sun set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my bed all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I don't get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has he got me this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first heart beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sunk to the depth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of my soul to my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I lay waiting, alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did he get me this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01-13-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4001135942094384253?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4001135942094384253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4001135942094384253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4001135942094384253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4001135942094384253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-way.html' title='This Way'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2362687238698297611</id><published>2009-09-02T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:44:55.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Walk Like Kings</title><content type='html'>We walk like Kings...do you?&lt;br /&gt;We walk through the fire together&lt;br /&gt;We see with our third eye in all we do&lt;br /&gt;The music unites our minds and souls forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the background we feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;In our hearts we know the ache&lt;br /&gt;The music is blaring in the London rain&lt;br /&gt;and will you be at the young soul's wake? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For each of us who are Kings&lt;br /&gt;We tend to walk proud&lt;br /&gt;And think of many things&lt;br /&gt;While playing their music loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sit here and talk back at the ocean&lt;br /&gt;while we are living this semi charmed life &lt;br /&gt;cause the words ring true and I've got this notion&lt;br /&gt;That life will always contain such strife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is blowing and it's summertime&lt;br /&gt;As I see my friends in a crowd of you&lt;br /&gt;When I hear the God of Wine&lt;br /&gt;I reminisce of the concerts that I've been to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four right chords can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;As the children's voices fade away&lt;br /&gt;Just to know I have someone by my side&lt;br /&gt;To help me deal with this pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their music helps us in our time of need&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know someone thinks as we do&lt;br /&gt;Their blood is the same that we bleed &lt;br /&gt;Because we walk like Kings...do you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEDICATED TO THIRD EYE BLIND FOR MAKING ME WALK LIKE A KING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2362687238698297611?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2362687238698297611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2362687238698297611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2362687238698297611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2362687238698297611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-walk-like-kings.html' title='We Walk Like Kings'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-322142693536323812</id><published>2009-09-02T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:43:45.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowhere to Hide</title><content type='html'>Things crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls crumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aching never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to stumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around every bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart has a leak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't settle a score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK © 1/23/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-322142693536323812?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/322142693536323812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=322142693536323812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/322142693536323812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/322142693536323812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/nowhere-to-hide.html' title='Nowhere to Hide'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-3319600638878911804</id><published>2009-09-02T23:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:42:30.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Into the Light</title><content type='html'>So afraid to move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to stand still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in constant storage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it has all the will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step into the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break the spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat slowly in my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hardly my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I try to move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet stand still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always the coward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never trusting my will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 02-04-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-3319600638878911804?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/3319600638878911804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=3319600638878911804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3319600638878911804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/3319600638878911804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/step-into-light.html' title='Step Into the Light'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6793754048263365786</id><published>2009-09-02T23:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:40:59.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After Midnight</title><content type='html'>After midnight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all gets so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crisp and bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't any fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything plays out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is never any doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it plays out in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all seems like a flick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know life isn't that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish life worked that quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an escape for which we pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems fine again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly after midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do these ideas make sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 02/06/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6793754048263365786?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6793754048263365786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6793754048263365786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6793754048263365786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6793754048263365786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-midnight.html' title='After Midnight'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4788576028486441229</id><published>2009-09-02T23:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:40:34.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way the Wind Blows</title><content type='html'>The wind blows through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever making it hard to decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sense of peace is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I feel or where my heart resides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles appear before me in my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making me cautiously wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constantly retracing my tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling every single blunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart still yearns for that connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still aches passionately for it to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity still wonders what is your perfection &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it crumbles around me I will try to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You effortlessly blow through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around every corner I continue to turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marvel if I will ever be so lucky to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person for who my soul can burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 1-12-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4788576028486441229?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4788576028486441229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4788576028486441229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4788576028486441229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4788576028486441229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/way-wind-blows.html' title='The Way the Wind Blows'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-9051907395226980806</id><published>2009-09-02T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:40:08.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of You</title><content type='html'>Am I even in your view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blip on your radar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I do is think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gets harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other paths I can choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other steps I could take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that my heart would break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know it isn't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could move on, but instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sticking it out in this fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared and so lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning alone in this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what will be the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willing to pay the price, I do confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images I've played in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've only imagined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only just come to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images that I might have to abandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go and so scared I might &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I'll lose me with that release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I fall helplessly into the dark night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that my heart could possibly freeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've thawed it without even knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowed it to start beating once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart felt like spring with buds growing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never dare I look towards other men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it becomes too still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hardly beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly working on the chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on my defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other men attempt what you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They try to tame my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could they finish what you had begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can they figure out the parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many images I've played out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears have streamed this heart and face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep having so much doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I'll find my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in your view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the only thing on your radar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I tend to fall into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it only gets harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/14/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-9051907395226980806?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/9051907395226980806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=9051907395226980806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/9051907395226980806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/9051907395226980806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/think-of-you.html' title='Think of You'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-1021539668408283204</id><published>2009-09-02T23:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:39:24.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the View</title><content type='html'>I cannot help that my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falls desperately into his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did this on its own from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one seems to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning behind my insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the cause behind my clueless mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help it, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my heart I cannot seem to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lies in his hands and he doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he goes about his life, it beats &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feelings beat stronger as he goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About his life walking the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help that he holds my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is lies desperately inside of his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did this from the very start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet no one seems to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot control it, it falls where it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could make it do as I desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fall into someone else's, but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm walking a long thin wire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will fall and shatter to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for something I cannot grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this thing inside me longing for release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I know that will continue to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder as I stand on the edge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I turn around or fall over the side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sitting on the ledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stand here and wait, enjoying the view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the wind to help me decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always unsure of what I will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain I will definitely enjoy this ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©JLK 02-19-08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-1021539668408283204?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/1021539668408283204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=1021539668408283204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1021539668408283204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/1021539668408283204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/enjoying-view.html' title='Enjoying the View'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-4074897822592138496</id><published>2009-09-02T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:36:55.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade to Black</title><content type='html'>Tears are swelling in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration washes over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can think of are your lies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you could only see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing the acceptance was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nothing but the best for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it’s something you don’t want to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I doubt I’ll get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit there believing I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all these words are full of hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This road I’ve traveled on so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if I’m about to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again I sit here worrying about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About your feelings and pushing myself aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how you’ll get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not worrying about what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of the games, tired of feeling this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of being thrown off to the side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of feeling like rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted from the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that can fix this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to walk away and not look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only way to bring happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let it all just fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK - 4/2/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-4074897822592138496?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/4074897822592138496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=4074897822592138496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4074897822592138496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/4074897822592138496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/fade-to-black.html' title='Fade to Black'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-8277916345529947394</id><published>2009-09-02T23:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:34:25.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Innocence</title><content type='html'>Innocence, it fades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I sit here in the shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart it continues to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only my soul knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain of this loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight of this cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, it doesn't last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever echoing in my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocking me day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never allowing us to go that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back down from where we came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the rainbow out of this rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocence, it fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness gets lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new wind will begin to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK - 4/26/01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-8277916345529947394?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/8277916345529947394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=8277916345529947394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8277916345529947394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/8277916345529947394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/innocence.html' title='The Innocence'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-2456536821665918517</id><published>2009-09-02T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:34:09.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>You left a stirring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dazed and confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me at the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of betrayed and abused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I left you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing there was little to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I needed to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself that it was true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I let you run me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing words like bricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And made me feel like a clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any tricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK 4/26/01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-2456536821665918517?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/2456536821665918517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=2456536821665918517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2456536821665918517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/2456536821665918517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8196463539236511653.post-6579867787860243088</id><published>2009-09-02T23:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:33:52.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Trace</title><content type='html'>I see your face&lt;br /&gt;And it's just a trace&lt;br /&gt;Of all the harm he's done&lt;br /&gt;And how I wanted to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away from this mess&lt;br /&gt;I'll find myself a new address&lt;br /&gt;He's caused so much pain&lt;br /&gt;But still I love you just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not more, but never less&lt;br /&gt;My love is all I can profess&lt;br /&gt;He's broken hearts, yours too&lt;br /&gt;His continuing unfaithfulness to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Who you need to be&lt;br /&gt;To wipe this trace away&lt;br /&gt;And look upon a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLK - 4/26/01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8196463539236511653-6579867787860243088?l=evr3eb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/feeds/6579867787860243088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8196463539236511653&amp;postID=6579867787860243088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6579867787860243088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8196463539236511653/posts/default/6579867787860243088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evr3eb.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-trace.html' title='Just a Trace'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11939410454384927893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
