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<title>you'll never know</title>
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  &lt;p align="left">She sits a the foot of her bed, a tiny blond-haired girl no older then six. Sounds of hatred and anger linger in the background, she has the door open just a crack so she can make words out of her parents disturbed voices. She trembles, as she gains the courage to stand. 'I have to do something' she thinks to herself. 'I just cain't take this anymore' The screaming is just too much. Shes heard it before, so why should she be afraid? She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. The next thing she knows shes out in the living room and the voices get louder. &quot;You never gave me any money for food, thats why we're here, with nothing to eat!&quot; The girls mother viciously attacks. &quot;and what good would that do? what would you go blow it on? drugs? alchol?&quot; Her father throws back. His face tense, and full of anger. &quot;STOP!&quot; The girl screems as loud as her tiny body would let. The two adults turn around in surprise. They hadn't expected their daughter to say a word. &quot;You get back in that room! this is nothing for you to hear!&quot; her father dosn't mean to yell, she knows. But tears swell up in her eyes and she runs back to the room, slamming the door behind her. The little girl sits in the dark with a wet face, and listens to the voices outside. She no longer cares to try and make words out of the screams. It dosn't matter. Theres nothing she can do. Suddenly she hears a SMACK. Silence takes over. The girl looks at the door, wondering why everything went queit. She dosn't dare go and cure her curiosity. And then theres footsteps that stop outside her door. She sits quietly, barely breathing. She hears the person sit outside. &quot;Kelsey, come sit by me, im sorry&quot; her fathers booming but calm voice echos in her ears. she turns the knob and stumbles to his side. They sit there, in silence for a moment and then he puts his arms around her and hugs her tight. &quot;I will never do that again. I promise.&quot; the girl looks up into her fathers innocent eyes and wonders, what exactly, did he do?&lt;/p></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 16:17 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>living in hell</title>
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                    &lt;div class="comment_text">keep holding on,&lt;br />even when all the good in life has gone,&lt;br />just remember who you are &lt;br />and that happiness isn't too far&lt;br />don't let them push you around&lt;br />don't let your gaurd down&lt;br />stand your ground&lt;br />this is all we need....&lt;br />to succeed..&lt;br />remember that when your blue,&lt;br />what they say isn't true.&lt;br />so many things the world dosn't know&lt;br />but if they looked down deep below&lt;br />then maybe they'd get the hint &lt;br />we all have a different color,&lt;br />a different tint,&lt;br />so whats the need for war?&lt;br />letting bodies drop to the floor&lt;br />these are the words you don't want to hear&lt;br />these are the words we all fear&lt;br />nobody wants to be alone or forgotten&lt;br />it happens all the same, good gone rotten.&lt;br />nobody wants to be rejected,&lt;br />each one of us want to be respected.&lt;br />nobody wants to feel unloved.&lt;br />so many problems left unsolved.&lt;br />and we simply don't have a solution&lt;br />to put these words into motion&lt;br />you can wish and you can pray&lt;br />but here is where we will stay&lt;br />until we peice this puzzle back together,&lt;br />this may go on forever&lt;br />now i only have one more rhyme to tell&lt;br />don't be worried about going to hell&lt;br />because the world dosn't care &lt;br />that we're already there.&lt;/div>
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<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 23:46 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>FEAR</title>
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  &lt;p>Monday, December 11th, 2006 &lt;/p>
  &lt;p>If you look fear in the face, she'll leave without a trace. She was once my friend, thought our trust would never end. Now i look into her eyes...... and tell her my goodbyes. Fear has loved and fear has lied, she has hurt and she has cried, drove by pain and fed by guilt.... trappped within the walls shes built. But what fear still fails to see.......hopes shes shattered, dreams shes battered, &#160;left the peices on the floor. And now to me, she is no more. &lt;/p></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 12:34 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>WHAT LIFE MEANS TO ME</title>
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  &lt;p>&lt;font face="impact">TO ME&lt;font color="#ff5f10">, &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#3eff3d" size="5">&lt;font color="#ff5f10">LIFE&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">is one big &lt;/font>&lt;font size="6">&lt;font color="#fc1fff">TEST&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">and &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#0cc348" size="5">Pain&lt;/font>&lt;font size="3"> was meant to be &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#7f57d2" size="6">Learned&lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">&lt;font color="#7f57d2"> &lt;/font>from&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;font face="Impact">TO ME, &lt;font size="5">&lt;font color="#1617b4">LIFE&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">was meant for &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#ff2e2e" size="6">LOVE&lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">&lt;font color="#ff2e2e"> &lt;/font>for&lt;/font>&lt;font size="7"> &lt;font color="#ff1f6d">EXPERIENCE &lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">and &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#8bb435" size="5">Laughter.&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;font face="Impact">TO ME, &lt;font size="5">&lt;font color="#14a5a4">LIFE&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">is a &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#310096" size="6">MYSTERY&lt;/font>&lt;font size="3"> a &lt;/font>&lt;font size="5">&lt;font color="#4400d2">SECRET&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">a &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#5200ff" size="4">QUESTION &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">of no sure &lt;font color="#0f0f0f">awnser.&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;font face="Impact">TO ME,&#160; &lt;font size="5">&lt;font color="#7f57d2">LIFE&#160;&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">made so we could &lt;/font>&lt;font size="6">&lt;font color="#ff5f10">FEEL&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">so we could &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#8bb435" size="7">LEARN&lt;/font>&lt;font size="4"> and &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#fc1fff" size="5">LIVE.&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;font face="Impact">TO ME, &lt;font size="5">&lt;font color="#310096">LIFE&lt;/font> &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">is &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#51c39c" size="6">BEAUTIFUL,&lt;/font>&lt;font size="3"> full of &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#8817c3" size="5">HAPPINESS &lt;/font>&lt;font size="3">and &lt;/font>&lt;font size="7">&lt;font color="#1062ff">HOPE&lt;/font>.&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;font face="Impact">&lt;font size="4">&lt;font color="#ff2e2e">tO&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#8817c3">mE,&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#0f0f0f">LiFe&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;font color="#8bb435"> &lt;/font>&lt;font color="#5200ff">Is&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#000000">AnYtHiNg&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#ff5f10">I&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#000000">wAnT&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#5200ff">It&lt;/font> &lt;font color="#ff1f6d">To&lt;/font> bE.&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
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<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 14:15 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>ABOUT ME</title>
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  &lt;p>Hey everybody.... my name is Kelsey....and im just another girl. My life might be a little more hectic than others, but I pretty much love it that way. I live with my dad and&#160; my seven other siblings. Im the oldest, so it means i have to take alot of the responsibility to keep our family together, but in the longrun its only going to help me. My dad just got engaged to this amazing woman.....she pretty much gave me my life, (and my dads) back, so i'd like to give out a special thanks to her. Shes helped us more than we realize. Anyway, I'll tell you about myself. Im very friendly, and mello. I take life as it comes and make the best of it. If anybody has any problems, feel free to come to me, i'll be glad to help. My intrests are art, music, and dance......I have some of my art posted on my page, and one of my songs is posted below....but its not a very good one. Im starting this new one, and when i get finished i'll post it on here. I love to dance, but im really not all that great. (not saying i don't have some moves) but I don't even compare to my best freind meg.....shes amazing. LOL. I have&#160;an awesome &#160;boyfriend, that i can talk to nearly anything about. I love him. and what else...? My favorite color is blue...LOL..pretty obvious, huh? Anyway, i like to meet new people....so if you find me interesting send me a message..if not....i cain't say i blame you. :)&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>kels&lt;/p></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 17:48 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>REMEMBER FOREVER</title>
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  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" face="impact" color="#ff00ff">I can hear the anger&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">like thunder&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">rolliing through the clouds&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">and fear, as she lights up the sky&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">and noones here to hold me&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">noones here to wipe the tears from my eyes&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">and then you hold out your hand&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">your touch so gentle, gentle and soft,&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">as you pull me from the sand&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">i thought my heart&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">would slowly fall apart &lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">until you found me&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">and peiced it back together&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">as the rain falls&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">one by one before my feet&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">i hold my breath and remember , remember everything you said to me&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">honey i love you&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">baby its true&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">your the fire that keeps me warm&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">baby i love you&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">honey its true&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">don't know what i'd do &lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">without you- -&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">boy your voice is like the rain&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">it takes away the pain&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">just wish that you were here&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">i've got nothing to fear &lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="left">&lt;font face="Impact" color="#ff00ff">as long as your near&lt;/font>&lt;/p></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 12:17 EDT</pubDate>
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