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                <title>saw an old friend today. . .</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2003 16:04:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I saw you today<br>
and you didn't look the same<br>
three years have flown by<br>
but its more than just time<br>
the look in your eyes<br>
the shadows on your face <br>
your stance and your air<br>
all say that you've changed<br>
i loved you once<br>
and in a way always will<br>
but i can't help but wonder<br>
what happened to you?<br>
when did you stop smiling<br>
and choose smoking instead<br>
when did you stop sports<br>
and choose violence instead<br>
i can't help but think<br>
how much we've both changed<br>
in these last three years<br>
you seem angry, defensive<br>
with a large facade<br>
i look at you<br>
and want to break down those walls<br>
but you're not the boy <br>
that i once knew and loved<br>
you're something quite different<br>
but i'm not quite sure what<br>
I'm not sure how to deal with you<br>
or how i should act<br>
all i know is i'm drawn to you<br>
like a moth to a flame<br>
Our time on earth is an irreplaceable gift, one to be treasured and  relished for every moment; life is a fragile gift that is delivered to  us in pieces, and it only achieves meaning as we cherish and blend the  pieces---even the seemingly insignificant pieces---into a full  universal whole. ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>response to a friends poem. .</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2003 09:44:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My heart beats<br>
steady and true, yet<br>
it does not beat for me<br>
it beats for you<br>
calling and praying<br>
wish you near<br>
so i could hold you close<br>
near to my heart<br>
so that we might<br>
be as one<br>
and beat as one<br>
my heart is in me <br>
yet it is with you<br>
drawn by a power <br>
both ancient and new<br>
my heart is yours. . . ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>and its back to poetry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2003 09:36:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Try living your life<br>
when it feels like a lie<br>
confident and secure on the outside<br>
but all you really want is to curl up and die<br>
You're not what they think<br>
you were never that good<br>
and people's faith in you<br>
makes you feel misunderstood<br>
Your dreams are high<br>
your ambitions are too<br>
you want to kiss the sky<br>
or fly to the moon<br>
but how can you fly<br>
with your wings hacked off<br>
bloody remnents on the ground<br>
jarring you into the reality of what you can't<br>
the pressure increases<br>
as does the pace<br>
you know you'll never win the race<br>
yet you're afraid to let everyone down<br>
because while their beliefs might be misplaced<br>
deep down you really need their faith<br>
to keep you going<br>
and give you a cause<br>
to fight a losing battle just because<br>
the temptations to great<br>
as are the stakes<br>
and you can't stop<br>
even if you wanted too<br> ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>I wrote this in english. . .</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2003 21:15:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This was an essay write that i did in the fall for my honors english  class in the style of a speech given by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.  it  is based off of me and everything is true but don't try and put two and  two together and figureing out who i'm referring to, cause it probably  wasn't you.  And now our final presentation:<br>
<br>
I guess its easy to say you've been there and that you know where i  have been, but life has never treated me as kindly as perhaps it has  with you.  You often tell me not to act so tough, and to let some  people through, but saying it is much easier for you than it is for me  to do.  When you have been put down from the very start by someone you  value and whose opinion you do not doubt; when your dreams that were so  dear to you and then cruelly thrust away; when you have been told you  can be anything you put your mind to . . . except for this and for  that, because dear its just not practical; when you struggle to achieve  what you think is expected, and are compared to everything you're not;  when you're told to be something or do something you hate; whe you  strive for perfection but fall short of the mark, with the frustration  of knowing you could have and should have done more; when you're told  that if you give something your all that it will simply be enough, yet  when you look back at it, it just simply wasn't enough; when life just  keeps throwing obstacles down in your path and you think it can't get  any worse, but it does; when you told a friend in a desperate plea for  help that you've considered suicide, and you thought they would help  you out, yes, help was offered in the form of, "Sure i'll lend you the  knife,"; when you've struggled to put your life back on track and the  pain of the past behind and then two consecutive deaths in a row almost  stop that chance with those two foul blows; when you're told not to cry  and to hold your head high even though you're screaming inside; when  the grief and the pain and the anger inside have reached their highest  peak and you lash out at someone close to you without a thought in the  world, and seeing them misinterpret the action and leave you staring at  their back, wanting to call to them, to tell them come back, but to  proud to say anything at all; when the grief finally hits you like a  ton of bricks and you feel the tears welling inside, yet when the tears  try to come out you find there's nothing inside; when you struggle so  hard keeping up your walls to avoid the hurt and the pain, when getting  to know someone is like sticking your hand in an open flame, not  knowing if you'll get burned or remain unscathed; when you've been  through all that and more then maybe you'll know where  i've been. ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>And its yet another poem</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2003 19:48:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Don't assume you know me<br>
when you pass me in the halls<br>
You really don't know me at all<br>
you see my outer surface<br>
yet never think to look behind<br>
as though everything that is me<br>
is on the outside<br>
You tell me i am lying<br>
you tell me i am wrong<br>
you tell me to be someone else<br>
then complain that i'm not genuine<br>
i hate what i'm becoming<br>
i hate what i've become<br>
i can't stand the useless tears <br>
creeping down my cheeks at night<br>
no one understands me,<br>
no one seems to care<br>
i reach for something to hold to<br>
yet when i reach i grab vacant air<br>
I wish i could just be myself<br>
but that will never be<br>
because deep down i'm sensative<br>
and everything cuts deep and bleeds<br>
<br>
<br> ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>Another Poem</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2003 19:44:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wrote a poem<br>
I wrote it for you<br>
in hopes that you would see me true<br>
that masks would drop<br>
and walls would fall<br>
and you'd see the real me<br>
within it all<br>
You gave me hope<br>
when i had none<br>
and with that all said and done<br>
when all the shields and illusions left<br>
You were there<br>
you stood by me<br>
and with you<br>
my soul flew free<br>
without barriers and endless weights<br>
my heart nearly reached heavens gates<br>
When i failed to believe in me<br>
you pointed it out and made me see<br>
the only thing holding me back<br>
was me<br>
You've stood by me<br>
through the good<br>
and helped me weather the bad<br>
never have you left my side<br>
you share my soul<br>
a perfect reflection in spirit<br>
there is nothing in me<br>
that you haven't seen<br>
either through my eyes<br>
or through your own<br>
For all you have done <br>
to keep me sane<br>
i wish that i could do the same<br>
to aid you with your troubles<br>
and share with you your joy<br>
and if you will let me<br>
we'll be friends when we are old ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>I've updated!!! Go me!!!!!!!!</title>
                <link>http://sora195.deviantart.com/journal/640680/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2003 10:54:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was finally able to go over to one of my friends house and use their  scanner to get some more of my artwork up on this site, its been over  two months since i last updated and for that i apologize.  I should  have tried harder to get to a scanner but i've been rather busy of  late.  Anywayz all the artwork i've been posting is just old, none of  it is really that current but stuff i have found burried deep within  the depths of my sketch book.  Hopefully i will be able to use a  scanner again soon. ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://sora195.deviantart.com/journal/444001/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jan 2003 19:56:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Spent some time, and drew a bright happy yellow penguin picture, i 've  been told multiple times that it is very cute. . . so yeah i'll post  that asap. . . when i get the chance to scan it.  I also drew this  picture of an eye, its rather disturbing in a strange way that totally  makes you think, i'm going to call it red eye, since the pupil is red,  its kind of cool since its only in three colors red, white and black,  its basically a very different style from what i'm used to doing, but  i've been feeling a need to express my darker side rather than just my  happy self. . . so yeah much more dramatic ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>^.^</title>
                <link>http://sora195.deviantart.com/journal/442343/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jan 2003 20:33:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got around to inking one of my drawings and coloring it in, its a  couple pic from the shoulders up.  It looks pretty cool in my point of  view, i'm going to try and scan it when i get the chance, and i also  posted an older piece of artwork that i did for a friend which i find  rather cute.  I don't know whats with me i just have this sudden desire  to color things, so i've been going through my old artworks and finding  ones that i feel like coloring and that will be somewhat challenging.  so yeah. .. ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>^.^</title>
                <link>http://sora195.deviantart.com/journal/430655/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jan 2003 21:17:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Started a new drawing, well, technically i started it yesterday in my  physics class. . . ^.^'' for some reason it seems that i draw my best  when i'm in a science class, or its really late at night.  Otherwise,  most of my stuff just doesn't come out right.  I'm actually really  pleased with how this one is coming along so far.  When i get the  chance i'm definately going to post it, but first i want to ink it and  color it.  Like the main stuff on the drawing is done, now i just have  to do a background.  And i hate doing backgrounds!!!  >. ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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                <title>&gt;.</title>
                <link>http://sora195.deviantart.com/journal/426795/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jan 2003 18:04:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tried to do this new drawing totally didn't turn out was majorly out of  proportion, it was a strange pose, but it was like majorly challenging  and after the third million try i just got fed up and decided to try a  different drawing.  And then when i looked closer at my sketchpad i  realized the new picture i had been working on was bent >. ]]></description>
                <author>~sora195</author>
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