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<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 09:41 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Death, Come Near me (Draconian)</title>
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  &#x3C;p align=&#x22;center&#x22;&#x3E;By day I sleep, at night I weep!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;O Death, come near me!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Be the one for me, be the one who stays.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;My rivers are frozen, and mischosen,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;and the shadows around me sickens my heart.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;O Death, come near me,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;and stay (by my side). Hear my silent cry!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;In sadness I&#x27;m veiled, to the cross I am nailed,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;and the pain around me freezes my world.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;My cold world...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;In life I&#x27;ve failed,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;for years I&#x27;ve wailed.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Frozen in time... left behind...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The rapture of grief is all to find...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The rapture of grief is all!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Behind the shadow of life the&#x3C;br /&#x3E;lost hopes are grieving.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I seek the night and hope to find love...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;So I drown in the silence of lifes short eternity.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The tears fills the void in my heart astray...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p align=&#x22;center&#x22;&#x3E;Embrace me now, delightful ease!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Give me a world of wonderous peace!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Calm the desperate scream in my heart!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;O Death, come near me,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;save me from this empty, cold world!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;O Life, you have killed me,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;so spare me from this couldron of misery!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;In life I cry, away I fly...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Chosen to fall within these walls.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The rapture...&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The rapture of grief is all!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Oh, shed a tear for the loss of innocense,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;for the forsaken spirits who aches... in us.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Cry for the heart who surrenders to pain,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;for the solitude of those left behind!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Behold the pain and sorrow of the world,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;dream of a place away from this nightmare.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Give us love and unity, under the heart of night.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;O Death, come near us, and give us life!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I this world of pain I am better of dead!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Give me love, or give me... death!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;O Death, come near me!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I have summoned you!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 04:53 EST</pubDate>
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<title>shampoo?</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/brokentin/journal/1794022</link>
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  &#x3C;p&#x3E;dont read .. just read.&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;estranged in a frenzy of demiss&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;wrapped in the&#x26;nbsp;longetivity of time&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;frozen in the phase of nothing&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;cowered by the shrill of a&#x26;nbsp;sigh&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;quivering in the face of dusk&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;bailed out from the sane, lost&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;hail this form to the way and beyond&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;lo!&#x26;nbsp;none took heed of what took past&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;fast,&#x26;nbsp;in a deadly kill it flew&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;took flight to&#x26;nbsp;the far&#x26;nbsp; and unknown&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;never gone, but yet to return.&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 22:48 EST</pubDate>
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<title>friends..</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/brokentin/journal/1764540</link>
<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;thanks for the comments, messages and time. I appreciate it so much. I wish you all Good things.. Strive to be happy. Bless you all.. bye bye *mwahugs* :))&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 04:19 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Obscured =S</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/brokentin/journal/1746716</link>
<description>Ahh.. i know u wont agree with me. But its how i see u anyway..so bear with it!haha&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Half the world is veiled in black&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The other half in shining light&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Shadows lurked in every crack&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Sunlight bared its glare in sight&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Moonlit shimmer pierced the dark&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Where sun has left no earthly claim&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Unfolding sceneries in grayish spark&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Such splendor i cannot name&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;A single glimpse was all it took&#x3C;br /&#x3E;To convince a fool like me to see&#x3C;br /&#x3E;That underneath the shadowed look&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Lays a unicorn on its knee&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Moon was vanished and sun took place&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Coyly beauty left in haste&#x3C;br /&#x3E;The moment gone but not erased&#x3C;br /&#x3E;To pelt such wonder is a waste&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;
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<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 07:29 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Down Under :))</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/brokentin/journal/1744883</link>
<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;i read ur umm.. yeah that and i stole your thoughts and put it in words. hehehe &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;the carnival bellowed with mounting glee&#x3C;br /&#x3E;soo gay and happy for all to see&#x3C;br /&#x3E;the lights turn up in vivid glare&#x3C;br /&#x3E;with rides and wonder booths of fare&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;then in the dead of the night it close&#x3C;br /&#x3E;no trace of smile it weakly doze&#x3C;br /&#x3E;all merriment gone in fuzzy haze&#x3C;br /&#x3E;as reality sunk-in in tedious glaze&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;creeping cold of icy snakes drew fast&#x3C;br /&#x3E;as courage left fair alone to last&#x3C;br /&#x3E;groping sadness fill the air&#x3C;br /&#x3E;bewildered of the vulnerability it bear&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;yearning for an egress for this&#x3C;br /&#x3E;hoping for someone to be there at least&#x3C;br /&#x3E;to enter its gates and see for real&#x3C;br /&#x3E;the anguished soul behind the wheel&#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 01:47 EST</pubDate>
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<title>the Road NOT taken</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/brokentin/journal/1736093</link>
<description>&#x3C;h3 class=&#x22;entry-header&#x22;&#x3E;THE ROAD NOT TAKEN&#x3C;/h3&#x3E;
	
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&#x3C;p&#x3E;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And sorry I could not travel both&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And be one traveler, long I stood&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And looked down one as far as I could&#x3C;br /&#x3E;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Then took the other, as just as fair,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And having perhaps the better claim,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Though as for that the passing there&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Had worn them really about the same,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And both that morning equally lay&#x3C;br /&#x3E;In leaves no step had trodden black.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I doubted if I should ever come back.&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I shall be telling this with a sigh&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&#x3C;br /&#x3E;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I took the one less traveled by,&#x3C;br /&#x3E;And that has made all the difference. &#x3C;/p&#x3E;
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<pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 21:43 EST</pubDate>
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<title>MY paradigm .. *_*</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/brokentin/journal/1736091</link>
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&#x3C;div class=&#x22;entry-content&#x22;&#x3E;
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			&#x3C;p dir=&#x22;ltr&#x22; style=&#x22;margin-right: 0px;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;To &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 0, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;laugh&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;often and&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.4em;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;much&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;; to &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;win&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 102, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;the &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;respect&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;of intelligent people and the &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;affection&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 51, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;of children; to &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 204, 255); font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;earn&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E; the &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;appreciation&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;of honest critics and to&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;endure&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;the betrayal of false friends; to &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;appreciate&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 51, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;beauty; to find the &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;best &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;in others; to&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;leave&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;the world a bit &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;better&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;

&#x3C;p dir=&#x22;ltr&#x22; style=&#x22;margin-right: 0px;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;strong&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;To know even &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 153, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;em&#x3E;one life&#x3C;/em&#x3E; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;has &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 102, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;em&#x3E;breathed easier&#x3C;/em&#x3E; &#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.2em;&#x22;&#x3E;because &#x3C;em&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 0, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;you have lived&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/em&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 0, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;.&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/strong&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;

&#x3C;p dir=&#x22;ltr&#x22; style=&#x22;margin-right: 0px;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;This is to have&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 51, 0);&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;strong&#x3E;&#x3C;span style=&#x22;font-size: 1.4em;&#x22;&#x3E;Succeeded&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/strong&#x3E;&#x3C;/span&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;

&#x3C;p&#x3E;-Ralph Waldo Emerson&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
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<pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 21:28 EST</pubDate>
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