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                <title>Reborn</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 13:14:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel alive and dead all at once. It's this waking up and knowing my life hasn't changed and nothing will be different the day I awaken. Seeing my family again each day, feeling more distant and alone every moment. I hope for a new beginning some days. It's just the feeling that those around me can't see me or my gifts. And it makes me question if I have them.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Awakening</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 06:25:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I see now what I have to do.. I am going to finish the Manuscript I was working on, make it to the end of my goal and hope for the best. It shouldn't take all that long to finish it.. I hope that I have all of your support.. I am sorry to those that I've grown distant from, my life was almost a fatal thing to be in for a while.. I suffered a heavy Nervous breakdown.. also found out that most of my family was lying to me about so many things.. I just couldn't handle it. So like I guess the weak person I m I lost it, sorry if I lowered your standreds of me. I'd done my best..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Keys to a Kingdom</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 09:05:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel better then I did last entry, I am more alive and filled with inspiration that boils hot within my heart. It's like this urge of writing and never stopping, it's great when the negative energy of my parent and step parent are gone. It's a feeling of content and joy, it's really nice to feel this alive again. I can only call it greatness and more so exciting. I am really happy, tomorrow is court. I will hope for the best. I've met a new girl recently named Shukai on IJ and saw Mistu today. That girl has so much talent, Mitsu is endlessly gifted. She is one of the Generation of Creation.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Requiem of the Past</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 23:53:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I sit at the desk now, remember 2008.. Remembering all I lost, all I've gained. Tears I've cried, blood I've lost. Pain I'd felt. Heart break after heart break. I wonder why now, why do we press on. You know it's been like this for a while, the only one that matters anymore in these Journal entries are the those of the past. I had an amazing friend named Sunny, she ruled at art and everything else. I had a kind friend, she was always there when I needed her. Now I weep and cannot help but cry at the loss of such great friends. I blame myself for this, yet is it my fault or times fault? Am I to blame, or have I simply become just a jerk who can't remember his friends anymore. Right now I feel so empty and dead inside, it makes me sick to my stomach. I've done so many things here, I am wondering has my time to leave come. I cannot think of why I stay here alone anymore. I often pushed myself here to forget, yet memories have returned. I cry once more, yes cry once more. It's like my heart breaks over the loss of the Amazing Sunny and other friend. Both were amazing and unforgettable, I fell for Sunny, she was twenty Six where as I was young. I was already warned by her not too. Yet I was naive and young, lesson learned. I wasn't her type simple and easy. As for the other, she moved away. But got on when she could to see me, than I got sick and just couldn't manage anymore. I got to a point where I thought death was close behind me....where I'd be up singing with angels or dancing with demons at some point.. Guess not.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Heart Break</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 21:27:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well here's how it goes, my Girlfriend was cheating on me with a girl who was one of my best friends.. Just works that way for me, loves beyond my reach.. Oh well, screw it, I like being alone. I feel so much more better knowing people enjoy breaking my heart, no more shall I accept that.. I drain myself of emotions, I drain myself of feeling. I drain it all away, just to silence the shattering sound of my heart.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Halloween Suprise</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 11:47:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I will be dressing up as a Heavy Gothic Joker with black hair.. I am going to do everything in my power to pull this look off with my hair how it is now it shouldn't be to hard.. Anyways.. I will upload tons more photos of me later. If you know me and like them let me know... Anyways talk to you all later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Finished</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 20:13:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just got done with the horse show, I shall show a pure black horse in the next one.. My Girlfriend and I are working on her birthday this week, so I will be quite busy..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Recovering</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:33:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright here's the deal, I got hurt badly working with horses about a few weeks ago. Got taken to the hospital, and had to stay because they think I have a blood issue where the horse hurt me.. So I am having on of those ouch this really freaking sucks... I thought to god that damn ton worth of animal had broken my leg.. It was a close call to it though.. So I am a bit sad, but I am also stuck upon a note.. My mind is wondering about so much, if my life is what it's meant to be.. If my love is pure anymore, if I've lost all moral that I used to hold so dearly, being a nice guy and person at the same time.... For some reason, I feel like I've become a worthless jerk, which has nothing more than his normal ideals upon his mind. I've contemplated death, I contemplated life, I've looked from a window at my life, and I am unsatisfied. I find this life I live most Unsatisfying, if anything I often realize I am all alone in this house.. Their last names are Will, while mine is Bell. I am the outcast, the loner, the reject, everything, and nothing at the same time.. I write this after realizing how many people online seem to know me, in case.. Adios...My friends.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Love,Life, Death, and Passion</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 05:31:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am done, I've gotten into a Coven where she who I held important is gone.. So I wonder if fading into the endless darkness is wise.. I've been their for a few month, everyone is quite kind and decent.. Dakkar is still an over grown gorilla... But friends are friends are they not? I find Life is painful without some people in it... Love it's a death deity that will hurt every single time... Passion a  flame when burning, but is burned out after a moment or so.,<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 20:35:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A girl who is the friend of the girl I was going out with wants to date for a bit... I feel wrong about this in a lot of ways, part of me is just not sure.. I am still recovering from what happened with my Gf... My heart is feeling spilit in two right now, I am depressed right now, not sure.. I am second guessing myself, I am just hurting right now.... I need sometime to think..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Perica</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 08:43:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The doom of it's time, the place has been made... Now I put the posion into it, for I alone am not enough. I run seven RPs, this by far the largest.. The new one will be ten times it's size alone and just as busy...I yield for once.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Coven</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 23:01:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've made a Coven, it's something I've debated for a long time, with my win over a demi-god I know I am ready. It's time to start a family, a coven.. If interested message me, but I doubt anyone is.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>INSPIRATION</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 23:21:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have found it, I write again. Though I was in a depression, and a deep thought of taking the life given to me.. I've found something, something that makes me whole. That makes me feel great.. I can write my Lyrics again. I will never ever let it go again, never. Music is my soul, is my passion, let the world know it.. If you don't like my choice...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />           FUCK YOU<br /><br />P.S FUCK YOU AGAIN<br /><br />P.S.S Get out of my life if you don't agree, because you don't know me... So start learning your David or Tobias One O one<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>INSPIRATION</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 23:21:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have found it, I write again. Though I was in a depression, and a deep thought of taking the life given to me.. I've found something, something that makes me whole. That makes me feel great.. I can write my Lyrics again. I will never ever let it go again, never. Music is my soul, is my passion, let the world know it.. If you don't like my choice...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />           FUCK YOU<br /><br />P.S FUCK YOU AGAIN<br /><br />P.S.S Get out of my life if you don't agree, because you don't know me... So start learning your David or Tobias One O one<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Heart Break</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 23:02:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I sit upon my chair, feeling a the Waves of a Tsunami called truth hitting me. Thinbking about how my vision shall fall one day, and no longeer be mine. But also  knowing that my hopes have been broken, fighting for so long I hoped beyond all hope, and fought with all I had. Just to keep my dreams alive, now I know.. Dreams are for those that have a chance at the real world, a shot.. People that are noticed in school, or have many friends who live around them.. Or maybe even had a Dream to call their own.. I have learned a turht that has made my heart weep tears that I shall never stop sheading. Their is no balm in Gilead for me. For someone I admired has cost me a chance, a chance at a true life. They've cost me so much, but now I know a lesson I won't soon forget. Admiration is foolish, to admire someone that you thought you knew everything about. You find out later, they've lied to you the entire time they knew you. And shatter you glass heart upon the ground. They keepa  Dirty Secret behind their backs, and it hurts so bad to know they've done it... But this has brought me to a conclusion, a new ideal.. I've fought against people my entire life, and fought back at being called the names and fought back against the facts of the World.... I quit, I give in.. I surrender now, I am folding. For I now realise that my happiness in this world is nothing but broken mirror, a reflection of nothing but chaos.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Heart Break</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 23:02:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I sit upon my chair, feeling a the Waves of a Tsunami called truth hitting me. Thinbking about how my vision shall fall one day, and no longeer be mine. But also  knowing that my hopes have been broken, fighting for so long I hoped beyond all hope, and fought with all I had. Just to keep my dreams alive, now I know.. Dreams are for those that have a chance at the real world, a shot.. People that are noticed in school, or have many friends who live around them.. Or maybe even had a Dream to call their own.. I have learned a turht that has made my heart weep tears that I shall never stop sheading. Their is no balm in Gilead for me. For someone I admired has cost me a chance, a chance at a true life. They've cost me so much, but now I know a lesson I won't soon forget. Admiration is foolish, to admire someone that you thought you knew everything about. You find out later, they've lied to you the entire time they knew you. And shatter you glass heart upon the ground. They keepa  Dirty Secret behind their backs, and it hurts so bad to know they've done it... But this has brought me to a conclusion, a new ideal.. I've fought against people my entire life, and fought back at being called the names and fought back against the facts of the World.... I quit, I give in.. I surrender now, I am folding. For I now realise that my happiness in this world is nothing but broken mirror, a reflection of nothing but chaos.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Heart Breaking</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 22:55:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My heart is breaking, my hopes are fading. All that is kept me strong is falling, I am trying my best to rebuild it. But the waves of truth Crush me, from any and all hope. Now knowing that my mind can never truly do what I wanted, that my hops are on a line of danger. That I may be going blind ina  few years, that my eyes will fail me.. Causes me to despair.. But also to worry of it. And than to find out, that a person in my life may have ruined my life before I had a chance to even crawel.... and the fact that I had admired him since a young boy, now I see... Admiration is foolish,and for those that want to be hurt.. For those you most admire have a dirty secret. Something that will make your glass hearet shatter into pieces and never be remade...........I am giving up now... I have no more fight left, I've fought the truth for so long. That I am tired and weak from it, I can final accpet... that I have no chance of a happy life in the world we know today...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Death runs about</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 21:29:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Like a plague, death runs free.. I am it's next victum..I guess.. Death is something I've began to think of embrace, but I am not giving in yet.. I shall fight my agony, my hearts pain till I drop.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fatal Triangle Called Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 20:49:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So many choices, so little time. We could die in a days time an not be sure. Once he die so much we will feel a sense of regret towards. Having not done what we wanted to. Having given up our hopes and dreams, and paths we follow.. We find ourselves ina triangle.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Perica Helper.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 21:07:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am goign to Admina Helper, and give them the object to help me do my stuff, if they do not consult me. I will ban them..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Perica start</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 20:02:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's beginning, I and Artimis will begin it tonight. Devious if you get this let me know if you'd like to join. The Rp will be with the Banished Prince of Letum, Vashler..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Story Line Idea.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 18:27:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am thinking of making my secondary Character for Perica Alexander Slayyvria Crow.. Lost Pricne of the Thorne of Letum... Maybe..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Working</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 18:25:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Making a secondary character, and uploading character info for Dragons, from Real world and D & D.. And also uploading info on really more mysitcal beasts, than your normal ones... Just for the sake of doing it, like diet. And other such things. Queen I am sure you'll get this... If you'd like ot help, let me know.. If not...... Wish me luck, and can't wait to read your next writing.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Perica Death</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 16:12:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am thinking about killing off Perica<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Perfect</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 17:18:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is perfect, beyond it even. I perpare to add to Perica, the ultimate island. All member's contact me, here on Deviant. And Chatango.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 19:50:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The pain remains, but I have to run my site. Or be seen as a coward. And I shall be neither or anything near it. So those that know me, and know I run Perica. Message me once you get this, you have a job to do. And I will be settting up dates for certain things.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Good Bye</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 18:41:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've decided, to leave. maybe for a few monthes, it's just that I am dying inside. My heart is in agony, I am sad and can not shake this depression. And it's not been getting better as I hoped, I need a life. And I intend to get one, no matter how bad it is. And live it, I may get on again. But not likely, if I do it's hurricane with strong surges and possiable killing of me,  I am trying my best to divide my time, but I come here  and am in pain. My heart cries, and I know not the reason.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Last Night</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:22:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ These words I say with a sad heart, and a ever tearful Lament, my heart breaks. But part of me thinks, leaving the computer.. For around five or six years may be healthy, I am torn by this. I am finding the Computer, and the people here less comsuming of my time. And finding nothing in life, or here. I think I shall search else where, I shall not say that I am leaving yet. But I am pondering upon it, if it's truly whats best. My heart is uncertain of so many things right now. So I shall sing my lament till I am aware of what I truly need, and desire. This may include Chatango...And a few other websites.<br /><br /><br />The Fox<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Perica</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 18:49:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I amde perica at first on free webs, now I've moved into something more easy, but also much better. This allows alot less work from me, and still looks sweet. If your a member of Perica, let me know. You know me best as Riven Croia. Well, hope anyone that has this contacts me soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Almost there</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 16:12:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My page, I've been so busy on. Is nerely finished, as I watch not anything. My time, becomes more and more simple. I add to my life, an easy going way around such things. But I shall never give in. If any read this, and hold an interest in joining. Be my guest, and give me a message or note.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~davidbell08</author>
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                <title>Black Heart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 11:47:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I seal my heart, hiding my rage. And push it down, watching the time go by. The world seems to be not with me, I shall not waver on my choice to break my first creation. Perica, may hold dear to me. But what I shall do soon, will make it huge. I shall see what occurs.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~davidbell08</author>
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                <title>Angel Wings</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 19:16:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Come down,a nd take me. Take my things,t ake my soul. Though I die not from pain, I will not suffer ye. As you enter me, and my home. You take more than I offer, and kill me. In so many ways. Carrying me to the summit, of something beyond everything. You are nothing, and everything to me. A contradiction, a sweet lie. The truth behind you is, simple. Yet you blind me with promises, and more than I can handle. Youre are someone, or something. I can never tell which, even as a I try. The world  turns, with such a slow rotation, that we never notice it. Never noticing the divine flaws, the natures will. The worlds cry, the desperate hope for a future. As all around us dies, we move on. And we are the Warriors, though we let a  pretty face fool us. We stand strong, and die hard.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~davidbell08</author>
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                <title>Journey</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 19:04:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As the Journey of life begins, so do many aspects. Pain, hardship.. Love, sorrow. Joy, Hate.. Many things plague us, and many torment us. But in the end, we have a shoulder to cry on.  A person to trust, someone we need in our lives. Someone that will hold us close when we near the edge. The edge, of a knfie. Of a losing everything, and nothing. Of being arrogent, and ignorant. They are all the same, in amnys ways. If one is truely blessed engouh to have them all, they derserve to have them. I have yet to find a perfect way of the journey, but my fellow travelers. We stand united and divided for all time. Our Leaders, that we are to follow. Make choice, not everyone can agree with. And most times, many revolt to the ver suggestion of some things.. <br /><br /><br />I want any who read this to post the person they count on, that is a close and dear friend.. Good luck with the pressure, ask me and I may tell you mine.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~davidbell08</author>
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