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                <title>Deviant or just plain Boring?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 08:54:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lately I've realized the simplicity of life.<br />As I meet more people, watching and learning as ever, <br />I come to see that the act of living is just too simple. <br /><br />No man can ever know the truth of Satisfaction.<br />He only believes it to be real. <br /><br />No man will ever be happy, in truth.<br />He can only be subject to pleasure<br /><br />Morose as this is, There is no excuse.<br />No excuse for lying down and giving up.<br /><br />The yellow lines we watch fly by are evidence that we  move. <br />Only not so. <br />We go places, but we do not see them, We do not live them. We do not breathe them.<br /><br />Still, there is no excuse.<br />It must be said that trying is the only way.<br /><br />Simplicity is life. Trying is simple.<br /><br />FallenSnowman<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hello Dearest</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 08:45:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I realize that I have been rather absent in the past few months, no new photographs or even word art.<br /><br />I'm not sure how many of my watchers have really cared to notice however... but for those who have I am grateful. <br /><br />I've been investing most of my time in old-school film photography and, seeing as I have a distinctive lack of scanner, I have not been able to post my new art work.<br /><br />As for my "poetry", I have no excuse, just not inspiration. <br /><br />However, it has come to my attention that I may just be seen as lazy, and therefore I will be updating henceforth.<br /><br />Merci Beaucoup,<br />FallenSnowman<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Not Sure</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 08:53:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Am I ever sure?<br /><br />Do I ever really know?<br />Does anyone?<br /><br />So many questions.<br />No answers to be found.<br /><br />The woman I loved, she don't want me no more.<br /><br />The home I had is no more than a cold wooden box.<br /><br />Whatever it is. Whatever you need. <br />I can't give it to you.<br /><br />Justifying the unjust.<br />Satisfying the greedy.<br /><br /><br />A pain in my heart,<br />A stake through my lung.<br /><br />It's too late.<br />It was never on time.<br /><br />My train has de-railed.<br /><br />You will be the one that I missed.<br />I will be the one you never knew.<br /><br />A pop can tab to never forget.<br />Forgotten, I lie on a hill.<br />Surrounded by everything that has forgotten me, everything that never was, that could be if not for me in the way.<br /><br />I love you, I wish things could work, I wish I could be more. I wish that I wasn't so useless. One day maybe you'll look back and think, "things could have been done differently." But then, everything could have been done differently. That still doesnt mean things wouldn't have worked out the way they already have.<br /><br /><br />Tu ne quaesierisÂscire nefasÂquem mihi, quem tibi<br />finem di dederint, LeuconoÃ«, nec Babylonios<br />temptaris numeros. ut melius, quicquid erit, pati!<br />seu plures hiemes, seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam,<br />quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare<br />Tyrhenum. Sapias, vina liques, et spatio brevi<br />spem longam reseces. dum loquimur, fugerit invida<br />aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Homeless</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 12:32:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The irony of the word<br />As if I had ahome to begin with.<br /><br />Home is where the Heart is.<br />My heart is dead<br /><br />Love, not so unconditional,<br />Why have youcome here?<br /><br />To mock me?<br />As I lay on the floor.<br /><br />As I bleed out from my superficial wounds.<br />Imagined, yet more pain than anything before.<br /><br />And now I have become sour. <br />Those who make me stay as they leave.<br /><br />This world is a bitch, <br />And then you die.<br /><br />So fuck it all, I don't want to prolong this anymore<br />Why are you making me?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Covered In Rain</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 07:37:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, so this poem has waited over a month to be uploaded. I do hope you enjoy it, feel free to comment.<br /><br />___________________________________<br /><br />Comfort has never been more appreciated, <br />Never has it been so far away.<br /><br />I've forgotten the meaning of being me<br />Of being together, I'm wholly unwhole<br /><br />One day I had words to say<br />One day I was too late<br /><br />I gave myself away,<br />Not expecting anything back<br /><br />So why, with no expectations, <br />Did you run away?<br /><br />You said you weren't happy,<br />I did all I could<br /><br />I'm just not enough<br />So evacuate my heart.<br /><br />Covered in Rain, <br />One would think that pain would just wash off<br /><br />I suppose I'm used to it, <br />But waking up is hard, when it takes me five minutes to remember you aren't here<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Show me where it hurts and let me kiss it</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 15:50:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I Entered the miracle, only to find out I didn't believe in them.<br />I need to make this one for myself, no on else can do it for me.<br /><br />I Entered the miracle, thinking it would be wonderful.<br />I don't doubt it is, but it sure is stressful.<br /><br />I Entered the miracle, trying to make the most for us.<br />I haven't forgotten the beginning, but it seems you have.<br /><br />I Entered the miracle, knowing it would be hard to keep up.<br />I will not give up, until you give up for me.<br /><br />I Entered the miracle, thinking happy thoughts.<br />I hope you were happy too, or will be soon.<br /><br />I Entered the miracle, no I don't want to go back.<br />I'm still in the miracle, are you here with me?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Bored And Extremely Dangerous</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 19:06:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Will Not Be A Sheep<br />Drowning In Society's "Norms"<br /><br />What Is Normal?<br />Normal Is Being A Fucking Zombie<br /><br />FUCK THAT SHIT<br />You Won't Find ME Wearing A GodForsaken Short Sleeve Dress Shirt<br />And A Striped Tie<br /><br />No Fucking Way<br />Not ME<br /><br />Sheep=Follow=Allthewaytotheslaughterhouse<br />==<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" />IE HAVING MADE NOTHING OF YOURSELF<br /><br />MAKING SOMETHING OF YOURSELF DOES NOT MEAN MONEY, POWER, RESPECT!<br />MAKING SOMETHING OF YOURSELF MEANS NOT MAKING ANOTHER GODDAMNED SOMETHING OF SOMEONE ELSE!<br /><br />I Will Not Become a Fucking Zombie<br />Not By My Choice, At Least<br /><br />It Seems It Is Forced Upon Us,<br />We Can Go Nowhere Without Becoming A Zombie<br /><br />FUCK THAT SHIT<br /><br />DO NOT BE A SHEEP<br />DO NOT FOLLOW<br /><br />DO WHATEVER YOU WANT<br /><br />DO NOT BE AFRAID OF DEATH. IT IS NOTHING TO FEAR, ONLY A PEACEFUL END TO THE ZOMBIE RELATED ILLNESS WE CALL LIFE!<br /><br />there is of course, a slight chance im wrong, in which case we're all fucked anyway<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Who's Ready For A Vacation</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 18:04:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Maybe I'm not meant to stay in one place.<br />I'm supposed to get out before it's too late.<br />Before I crash and burn.<br /><br />Who cares?<br />France<br />Scotland<br />Germany<br />Africa<br />Everywhere<br />Anywhere<br />Not here<br /><br />Let's run, and never look back.<br />Never too far gone, <br />Never far enough.<br /><br />Run, like our legs were light<br />Fly, like our hearts were dark<br />Flee, like our minds were closed<br />Run<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Run<br /><br /><br /><br />Run<br /><br /><br /><br />Fly<br /><br /><br /><br />Bye<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Devious Mind</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 03:45:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have dreams of waking up<br />And finding You aren't real.<br />The most terrifying thing I know<br />A man like me could feel<br /><br />You eyes, they entrance<br />Like Your smiles, they enhance<br />I Love You<br />You Love Me<br />That's they way<br />I like it to be.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Tried, Tired</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 20:21:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wanted to give you the world<br />And everything in it.<br />I wanted to catch you<br />When you fall<br />I wanted to talk to you<br />When you needed me<br /><br />I wanted...<br /><br />But I can't<br /><br />I wanted to give you all I have<br />So take it, and run<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Let's Be Optimists</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:08:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ we've spent all night sitting here and finally the time has come.<br />we've become accustomed to the light in this room but now it's our chance to open the curtains<br />we've not even begun to comprehend the outside world but suddenly they thrust us into the open space of live<br />we've started to fly, or spiral more like, downwards, and outwards, and sideways, and slantways. <br />we've got to take control<br />we've got each other, you and me.<br />we've got to think on our own but as a team<br /><br />we've got this last chance to make it right <br />so let's you and me strive for light.<br />we've no more options to delay<br />one choice to make; go or stay?<br />we've found ourselves and yourselves too<br />now time to decide which one is you.<br /><br />Crack the window, let in the breeze<br />I wont try to rhyme that with "ease"<br />Because it's not, won't ever be<br />But you and me, that's all I see.<br /><br />We've spent all night in this place<br />Unlock the door, put foot in space<br />Put On Our Dresses, We'll Be Optimists<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Im still fighting</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 14:13:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ recently i received bad news, but i'll be fine.<br />cuz im a fighter, we're all fighters.<br />theres only one choice...fight it or die<br />so im fighting it, im fighting for breath, for precedence, for life.<br />and it's all you that gives me reason<br />im breathing, im living, im fighting, for you<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Please Read</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 19:28:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this is not poetry, this is ...just something i need to say...to anyone..everyone..say to myself...so you dont have to read it, i really dont care. just some things need to be said<br /><br />and so it begins<br /><br />we hung up, and i had this sudden urge to cry, to punch the wall.<br />not because you were gone, but because im confused about you not ever being there.<br />im freaked out. i want everything that you are. i need everything that you are. but i dont know how to get it. it's not like i can reach out and grab it. it's not like it's something i can just trip over, and be surprised about finding.<br />my mind is racing, i can't even type out the right words now. im lost. im scared. im cold and alone on the hottest day in the most crowded space. all i know is that i love you and it scares the shit out of me. i dont know why. i dont know what im doing, where im going, or what lies ahead.<br />i can't see the screen for the veil of tears that is welling up over my eyes. you will never know the true emotion that comes with each taste of salt that pours down my cheek.<br /><br />and im still scared, maybe because i dont know if this is real, or maybe because it's real and i am telling you about it.<br /><br />i can never tell what feelings belong to me, and what feelings are just made up so i can get you to look at me, get you to talk to me. i worship you, what you think of me, how you see me. my looks, my personality, who i am.<br /><br />I AM SCARED OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND<br /><br />and i dont know where to go. i dont know how to move on from this.<br />when you leave, and your life turns from here to then, i will be left alone, and im scared.<br /><br />when i begin to realize the mess of my life that i have made, i am scared<br /><br />when one day, i break down in the halls of the prison i have created for myself, maybe i will understand, that happiness is not meant to be, not for me. but i have you for now, and while i may not be able to talk to you properly. while maybe i make you think im just with you for your body. i love you. more than ive loved before<br /><br />im scared<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Show Me The Money</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 17:33:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ to be honest, i don't know why i chose this title, nor do i know why i decided to write again, so soon after my last one. <br /><br />really, i find it intriguing, though again i dont know why.<br /><br />seems lately i don't know anything. or am i trying to not know anything?<br /><br />does it matter? does anything matter? with no purpose to life..then what is matter?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It seems there's a theme of insecurity</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 17:19:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Imagine<br /><br />To Jump<br />And Never Land<br /><br />To Fall<br />And Never Hit Rock Bottom<br /><br />To Fly<br />Even When It Is Impossible<br /><br />Can You?<br /><br />Will your mind let you soar beyond your ability to understand exactly what it is that We need?<br /><br />Blissfully<br /><br />check it out<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XrROiUNwgCM">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Where I Ran To</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 19:42:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ _______________________<br />Where I Tripped On My Way<br />--------------------------------<br />        |  <br />.......\'/........<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>[-]</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 14:50:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ give me a reason<br />im begging for a reason<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>All Alone, I'm On My Own</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 13:43:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I feel old.<br />
My bones ache, my back breaks<br />
I lay alone, Stone cold,<br />
No more can I stand to be here<br />
I feel useless,<br />
No longer can I do anything right<br />
<br />
Why do I feel aged?<br />
My mind is young, I can still run<br />
I want to jump, to fly, to cry<br />
Still, you laugh, you joke, you jest<br />
Breathing has become a struggle.<br />
My body can take it,<br />
My heart wants not.<br />
<br />
I cannot be helpless, I will not be<br />
I want you, I need you<br />
To bring me peace, to let me be<br />
So tell me, can you let me be?<br />
All alone<br />
On my own<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Maybe</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 17:04:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ _____________<br />
                        |  Room Enough |<br />
                        |______?______|<br />
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<br />
                Maybe<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Broken-Lifehouse</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 11:31:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So basically, I just wanted to make sure this song got some publicity. It's ingenious, no other way to put it.<br />
so yeah, check it out, hold it dear, love it, hate it, break it.<br />
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<br />
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight<br />
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time<br />
I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts<br />
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out<br />
<br />
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing<br />
With a broken heart that's still beating<br />
In the pain is there is healing<br />
In your name I find meaning<br />
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on<br />
I'm barely holdin' on to you<br />
<br />
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head<br />
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead<br />
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes<br />
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life<br />
<br />
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing<br />
with a broken heart that's still beating<br />
In the pain is there is healing<br />
In your name I find meaning<br />
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on<br />
I'm barely holdin' on to you<br />
<br />
I'm hangin' on another day<br />
Just to see what you will throw my way<br />
And I'm handing on to the words you say<br />
You said that I will be ok<br />
<br />
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone<br />
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dear Journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:18:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I woke up and found the sun behind the clouds.<br />
Even so, I knew it was still there, for I had a shadow.<br />
Without light I know there can be no shadows.<br />
<br />
Go on. Prove me wrong.<br />
Show me.<br />
<br />
I love You<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Tiny Metal Circle</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2008 06:41:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel inadequate<br />
Even a tiny metal circle can bring me down<br />
Like it's closing around my neck<br />
Suffocating me<br />
Letting go at the very last second<br />
Just to spite<br />
Maybe metal is a metaphor for flesh<br />
For fingers?<br />
Reaching slowly for my throat<br />
No.<br />
She can let go<br />
I think<br />
I hope<br />
I trust<br />
I can...I will<br />
I love you<br />
Metal, is just a metaphor<br />
But it's real enough for me<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Meddling Medley</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 09:28:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You're just like an Angel,<br />
Your skin makes me Cry.<br />
<br />
Angels say they can make you Suffer<br />
They give and take like a vicious Lover.<br />
<br />
Just in case, I will leave my things Packed<br />
So I can run Away<br />
<br />
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be Alone"?<br />
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be Alone"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Cerebral Assassin</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 10:50:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This Assassin in my mind<br />
Tears apart my soul.<br />
It leaves me blind,<br />
Crippled, I'm not whole.<br />
<br />
Perhaps this is all I have to write to you today, dear journal, for perhaps, this is all I need. But, perhaps, on that note...this is less than i need..but all I have. A quartet of words, a foursome of lines, is this it? does it end here? Do we feel this is a fall while we run? Tune in next time, to find out, if our infamous blunder [whom some may call a friend, some may call a foe] can make it out alive. <br />
[now here is the part where you imagine a black fade-out screen, followed by static mumbling, as if a talk radio station wasn't tuned correctly]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>A poem, My Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 18:59:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And the stars have written your name upon a dark canvas. <br />
<br />
Forever to be seen by the wandering.<br />
<br />
Seen by those lost<br />
<br />
But help they will not find.<br />
When finding you are mine.<br />
<br />
Beneath the candles found above,<br />
I give you all I have, my love.<br />
<br />
To prove to you that all I seek<br />
Is confidence for the meek.<br />
<br />
Finally, heart, take flight<br />
And in flying do you cleanse your fright,<br />
And in cleansing one must to spite,<br />
Love, for love shall give us might.<br />
<br />
In ending can we say this last,<br />
In meaning more than lasting end.<br />
For in ending do we state the last, <br />
But lasting do we never end.<br />
<br />
Love for love's sake is all I can give.<br />
In cliche's words, to love, is to live.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 18:47:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I woke up one morning thinking,<br />
Thinking it just may be my last.<br />
My last day, <br />
My last breath.<br />
Thinking she should be my last.<br />
My last try,<br />
At least for a while.<br />
Then it didn't work out with her.<br />
She lied, <br />
I died.<br />
I tried, tried to win.<br />
I lost, again.<br />
When I brought that to the light, <br />
I realized that I had known it was coming.<br />
The impending doom, like a black cloud on the horizon.<br />
I fell asleep for a while<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I woke up one morning, thinking,<br />
Thinking it was just another last day.<br />
Another last breath.<br />
The cloud still loomed overhead. <br />
The rain still poured on me.<br />
But something felt different.<br />
It was a happier day,<br />
Something about the way the sun squeezed through the black.<br />
Then my eyes caught sight of you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>smile, im on your left</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:16:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ running<br />
walking<br />
crawling<br />
sliding<br />
falling<br />
<br />
done<br />
hit the ground<br />
it hit back<br />
<br />
tripped<br />
faceplant in the middle of the road<br />
yellow lines dictate my entire soul<br />
<br />
done<br />
<br />
done running<br />
done walking<br />
done crawlilng<br />
done sliding<br />
done falling>>no, not yet<br />
<br />
not done falling until i've caught you first<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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                <title>Not one of my Better Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 19:25:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ She smiles behind me<br />
I turn and sheÂs gone<br />
Try to fix what is not broken<br />
Or was not whole to start<br />
<br />
She is here again<br />
Majestic in all she is<br />
Why is my hand not in hers?<br />
Why is her head on his shoulder?<br />
<br />
Phone rings<br />
I answer<br />
She says she loves me<br />
ThereÂs that word again<br />
<br />
Love<br />
<br />
Bittersweet<br />
<br />
I hate how I love you too<br />
I love how I hate you<br />
IÂm afraid, afraid of your love<br />
Afraid of your hate<br />
Afraid of you<br />
<br />
Love<br />
<br />
Do you really?<br />
Or am I just the Âright nowÂ?<br />
Is it an addiction?<br />
Or what makes us whole?<br />
<br />
I feel so empty<br />
Feeling like IÂm screaming<br />
Every word, every letter<br />
A Yell, crying out<br />
Tell me <br />
Is it worth it all?<br />
This mess<br />
This mess I thought was love<br />
<br />
Show me a man without love<br />
And I will show you a dead man walking<br />
He cannot see, cannot breathe<br />
He is free, but trapped<br />
Encased in his own loneliness <br />
<br />
On fire, to hear the words from your mouth<br />
Soaked, by the wave of you falling on me<br />
Exhausted from running your race<br />
From keeping up with you<br />
Trying to not be alone<br />
I need you<br />
<br />
I donÂt<br />
Not now, nor ever<br />
<br />
<br />
I do<br />
Always and forever<br />
<br />
And itÂs despicable<br />
How I hang on each breath you take<br />
How the every beat from your stone heart kills me<br />
And keeps me alive<br />
<br />
Like a dream<br />
Like being woken<br />
By a splash of cold water<br />
There is no where left to hide<br />
There is no where left to run<br />
<br />
The end<br />
End of what<br />
End of the beginning?<br />
Beginning of the end?<br />
I wanted what I couldnÂt have<br />
What didnÂt want me<br />
<br />
But does she lie?<br />
Does she keep it from me?<br />
Just to keep me here<br />
Just to torture me<br />
Or does she think it will keep me safe?<br />
<br />
The screaming<br />
Behind my eyes<br />
In my own mind<br />
At me, from me<br />
<br />
Love<br />
<br />
Bittersweet<br />
<br />
The fear is what brings me to a close<br />
What shuts my eyes<br />
What keeps me awake<br />
Maybe itÂs true<br />
That which I cannot rid myself of<br />
<br />
Love<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~FallenSnowman</author>
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