<?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-2979438144452072795</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:07:32.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nights Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-7242357400552175577</id><published>2009-06-28T18:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:59:36.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unfinshed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost and  lonely is  how I feel,  sleeps a burden &lt;br /&gt;I try to deal .. The smiles came first  a sweetness  I saw ,&lt;br /&gt;I felt I fit ,how well we draw ..there was  no patience  ,no time to grow &lt;br /&gt;Never met no one like you ,it was not a show , I was not ready   u  had to know .&lt;br /&gt;The timing was off  my life was  a mess ..I don’t blame you  ..you&lt;br /&gt;Did your best ..I’m sorry for the doubts for  the fears  and the fights ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-7242357400552175577?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7242357400552175577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=7242357400552175577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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like  a dream ,kisses my thighs and wants in between .touches  me softly   our bodies move as one  .time  sets still no one has to run  ...then he  pushes harder   a key well  to place . he looks in my eyes   the sweat glistening off his  face  ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-3983335859005203847?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3983335859005203847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=3983335859005203847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/3983335859005203847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the wall. nothing matters not at all .&lt;br /&gt;love and passion we both share .something  weighin heavey ,&lt;br /&gt;more than i can bare.   tell me that you love  me &lt;br /&gt; and it is not a lie  ..that it does not matter  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even  if i cry .you ll always love me,  and youll never leave . &lt;br /&gt;tell me this  i need  to believe .without your love  i just cant breath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-4191746268523600714?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4191746268523600714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=4191746268523600714' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I never should of known  you ..i never should of cared .you lied to me  ..and i was always there .im not perfect   . i know  this is true .but i have nothing to hide .. i did not lie to you  . if you ask me  i tell you .you know this is so ..how could you hurt me you really blow ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-2196627307262401956?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2196627307262401956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=2196627307262401956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/2196627307262401956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/2196627307262401956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/2009/01/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-2046862211650541542</id><published>2009-01-02T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:00:05.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your gone .....</title><content type='html'>troubleing thoughts that weigh on my shoulders &lt;br /&gt;i think of you and wanting to grow older  &lt;br /&gt;...troubled times  strains us both &lt;br /&gt;now u are almost like a ghost &lt;br /&gt;floatin in and out my troubled walls &lt;br /&gt;catchin me always when i fall &lt;br /&gt;i feel your gone im sad to say .&lt;br /&gt;..it hurts soo bad your far away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-2046862211650541542?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2046862211650541542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=2046862211650541542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/2046862211650541542'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-7432188487479470362</id><published>2008-11-23T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:19:51.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lonely  nights have come again ..where  once i laughed  and smiled   is dead  ...&lt;br /&gt;the nights went fast i had a blast ...u washed a dish made  all clean at last  .&lt;br /&gt;.two lonely souls   met by chance  ,,,you even had time to dance  .&lt;br /&gt;.you made me whole and made me feel  ..but then one day  you took away  my thrill  &lt;br /&gt;..now im lonely the nights have returned  ..&lt;br /&gt;.i guess  i was not enough for your heart to yearn  ..tears on my cheeks  my eyes so burn ...cant fall asleep  no matter how i turn  ..Lights on or off   its still the same  ..3 years later  and no one to blame  ...&lt;div 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Years'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-7139853149056502879</id><published>2008-11-18T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:06:36.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SSMb-wghHTI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q5yyXCQVjq8/s1600-h/kiss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SSMb-wghHTI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q5yyXCQVjq8/s320/kiss.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270086753940741426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Essence of  Eternity wears heavy on my chest ,&lt;br /&gt;So comfortable with  you ,,,I never have to rest ,&lt;br /&gt;Flowing dreams  that come and go , we talk we laugh where does time go ..&lt;br /&gt;a simple touch a kiss a smile ..lay in your arms and  talk awhile ...&lt;br /&gt;Then all the signs  come rushing  in  ..you close  your eyes  and try to pretend ..&lt;br /&gt;wat you are seeing  is not real ..please dear god i dont want to feel..then comes the truth  at the end they always see ...im not the one ..she is not me  ,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-7139853149056502879?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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I think of months befor  it  was night  .&lt;br /&gt;I remember  it ever so clearly i had a date   for olive garden.&lt;br /&gt;I was having the worst time tryin to figure wat to wear .&lt;br /&gt;.I went with a white skirt and  simple top . we met at the resturant   he told me i could wait in his &lt;br /&gt;truck while he checked how long  it  would be till a table was ready ...&lt;br /&gt;so i scooted in his truck   minutes went by  he came back to truck .&lt;br /&gt;.looking down at me he felt ever so tempted  .He ran his hands down  my legs   &lt;br /&gt;.i wrestled them softly together  ..next he gently pulled my knees apart  just to  touch it &lt;br /&gt;he thought  see it  ..caress it  ..I was getting hot  by the minute so was he  it was parking lot  cars &lt;br /&gt;everywhere and yet i had this gorgeous  man  with his face  all in between  my legs  .&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes and bit my lip  oh my heart was racing  at that moment  i was back in the bathtub  and &lt;br /&gt;  caressing my  kitty  so softly  .. the water from the shower  felt like i  was  back in that truck&lt;br /&gt;on his tongue will he was  enjoying my taste  craving it almost  .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-492099369639819705?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/492099369639819705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=492099369639819705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/492099369639819705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/492099369639819705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/2008/11/dirty-shower-thoughts.html' title='dirty shower thoughts'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-3693322911560564244</id><published>2008-11-05T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:51:50.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets of rich mans closet ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to ask one such a question does not usually floor the normal man ..however this man  i felt it might take a eternity for  him to even try to explain ...i trembled softly  as he reached to me  holding his hand out softly  ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I walked around this house i wonder oh so much how it looked. In 8 months i always wondered .&lt;br /&gt;He showed me all his accomplishments  and i saw all the traces of a married family man . What have I done  . &lt;br /&gt;I layed in his bed  he pleasured me  amincly .As i lay there looking around  i see everything  the jewelry  her clothes  her name .&lt;br /&gt;Emily  sketched lightly  on the  paper on her jewery box .. I  had become  what i  never wanted to be  &lt;br /&gt;.I was the  mistress  in the rich mans closet . It all made since now .Why  did  i fall in love with man with so many secrets  .&lt;br /&gt;How could i let my vulnarable heart  feel this way .. All my flash backs came fluttering  back . Memories  of my husband .&lt;br /&gt;   I  was married  to one man togther 10 years when it all fell apart .. I remebered that cool autumn night when i got off  of work  and went by his apartment.&lt;br /&gt;We had been astranged for  a few months but he kept askin me would i consider  us gettin a new house togther ..I was really considering it  till i drove up .&lt;br /&gt; I saw a company employess car out front .&lt;br /&gt;  I knew it was Rochelles car  i walked to door and knocked twice no one anserwed ,so i let myself in  i walked down hall way and started to open door as i did  ..&lt;br /&gt;i saw my husband  bouncing up pull up his sweats .Rochelle was behind him  .All the anger rushed through my body  all the lies and deceit  my husband  stop coming home  it was all her ..&lt;br /&gt;I knew it deep down  i snapped  in a violent rage  .I lunged for both of them  naturally he defended her .Me and my husband  fought  like to sore tailed cats .&lt;br /&gt;Finally when seeing this ends it  i just walked away ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  It had been 2 years since that night. I had not  looked back  i had it erased it from my memory .Yet now on this day  lying  in this others mans arms lookin around &lt;br /&gt; i now see what i have become ..I have turned into  Rochelle . At that moment  all joy went from me .All color from my skin and the sadness set in ..&lt;br /&gt;There was no happy ending for me  .I was just a secret of one rich mans closet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-3693322911560564244?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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wave'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-4970170242421132935</id><published>2008-06-11T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:34:54.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fire fire</title><content type='html'>FIRE FIRE FLAMES DESIRE SEX AND LOVE LIFT ME HIGHER ,&lt;br /&gt;nasty thoughts sink in my head befor i knew that u were dead ,&lt;br /&gt;a love i thought would always last makes my mind go to the past ..&lt;br /&gt;i think of all the love we shared and how i questioned if u cared ...&lt;br /&gt;a love i thought would never end i guess my heart will never mend ...&lt;div 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fire'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-5517650130403264887</id><published>2008-06-11T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:30:34.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unspoken thoughts</title><content type='html'>Passion erupts from deep withen ,makes my body want to sin .kindred spirits warm embrace ..flicker lights moods enhance you pierce my skin  my heart will race ,,you bite my lips  how  well i taste .I look in your eyes entrapped  by  the night .pulling my head down into the light ..you scratch  your nails all down mu back ..biting knibbling upon my neck ..in heated passion a mighty thrust ..i turn to u but should i trust ..the  need is gone you have to rush ...thank you sir  you made me blush....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-5517650130403264887?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5517650130403264887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=5517650130403264887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/5517650130403264887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/5517650130403264887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/unspoken-thoughts.html' title='unspoken thoughts'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-1785924618664412452</id><published>2008-06-11T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:29:31.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovers curse</title><content type='html'>A troubled soul ,,her heart on hold her love was lost ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to try and repair there is a cost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in real world she is cursed never adorned ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen from grace always feels her heart is torn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She meets a man of style and taste ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looks at him hopes her heart will race  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this man ,that caresses my hand  talks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;softly  to me and tries to be friends ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He chats with her and makes her live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles and laughs how much she  will give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to walk with him upon a beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk with  him be in his reach ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he  her love she asked of thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lift the curse and set her free,,,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-1785924618664412452?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-3881654775737974357</id><published>2008-06-11T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:27:56.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* joshies *</title><content type='html'>who would think it would come to this ..&lt;br /&gt;i feel pain stricken  from  u r test ..&lt;br /&gt;i only live  why do u hate ..i came to you always  i was not really late ..year and in half maybe u wanna escape ...&lt;br /&gt;i was always there  even until late &lt;br /&gt;you got busy  ..i got sad ...i went back in real world and you got mad ..i never stop caring  not even a drop ...my love did  not change it never stopped ...my real worlds a mess i only date  ..&lt;br /&gt;i think u r worried it is to late ..but u never came   ..i guess im to blame  ..but i wont stop loving u even if u hate ...&lt;div 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*'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-6341755216234021071</id><published>2008-06-11T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:12:21.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect man</title><content type='html'>the perfect man .&lt;br /&gt;how will i know &lt;br /&gt;Is it in his kiss&lt;br /&gt;how well he will hold &lt;br /&gt;Does he compliment  and make  you  smile &lt;br /&gt;laugh with you and sing awhile &lt;br /&gt; Do your eyes sparkle in his embrace &lt;br /&gt;When he touches you does your heart race &lt;br /&gt;Is he the perfect man i cant deny .&lt;br /&gt;If im hurting will he cry ...&lt;br /&gt;can i have him please dont lie ..&lt;br /&gt;without  his love ill surely die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-6341755216234021071?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6341755216234021071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=6341755216234021071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/6341755216234021071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2979438144452072795/posts/default/6341755216234021071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfect-man.html' title='The perfect man'/><author><name>nighteyes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14055946505523372305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y3R1tXKL4v4/SKniKlXxlmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/emOMtpeUCAE/S220/eye...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2979438144452072795.post-6200126279701547155</id><published>2008-06-11T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:05:26.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>We have grown  apart ,&lt;br /&gt;I see its  true &lt;br /&gt; I  really don"t know what to do .&lt;br /&gt; I felt your love ,But never  knew .&lt;br /&gt;I hurt  you deep i know ..i sware&lt;br /&gt; yes  i did it  ,just  to see i could ..&lt;br /&gt;Tortured  by addiction , a twist of fate &lt;br /&gt; Now i feel  you  must really hate &lt;br /&gt;I am bad for you  , I am no good ..&lt;br /&gt;  If i could take things back ,you  know  i would ..&lt;br /&gt; You should  walk away  this i say .. find another  who wants to play ..&lt;br /&gt;And  melt your heart  so she shall . im not worth it now ..&lt;br /&gt; you understand  im thinkin of thee...my heart breaks deeply  but it must be..&lt;br /&gt; I let you go  my dear sweet prince ..go find another  who will love  thee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2979438144452072795-6200126279701547155?l=nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightpoet-nighteyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6200126279701547155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2979438144452072795&amp;postID=6200126279701547155' title='0 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