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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 02:36:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something So Worthless</title>
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  <description>So, we only think of you when you are not at home.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it&apos;s human nature.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d like to think that i truly care about you, &lt;br /&gt;but all these thoughts may be nothing more than dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it may be wrong of me, &lt;br /&gt;But i love to see you writhing with indecision.&lt;br /&gt;At least i know that you&apos;ll never leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I&apos;m not the fighting sort&lt;br /&gt; but you&apos;ll always drag the wrong words from my lips.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s never as easy as anyone has ever said.&lt;br /&gt;I never though it would ever be this hard.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 19:03:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fire &amp; Ash</title>
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  <description>Our matchstick bodies give way &lt;br /&gt;under the slightest pressure.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re running out of splinters &lt;br /&gt;to fill the gaps in conversation.&lt;br /&gt;In one movement, &lt;br /&gt;our bodies will catch fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Spark, No Fire&lt;br /&gt;Ashes are all we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s have the evidence&lt;br /&gt; that we were ever one fire.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Sep 2006 10:48:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tiny Heart Attacks</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m so tired of all these tiny portions, &lt;br /&gt;but I know that the amount will never satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;All of these tiny heart attacks are &lt;br /&gt;taking my life away one beat at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets catch the little foxes. &lt;br /&gt;Taken them away from all these fields &lt;br /&gt;&amp; lets just block ourselves from this world.&lt;br /&gt;It seems much easier that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we let our attention fall to these tiny leaks &lt;br /&gt;when the walls are crumbling around us. &lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re letting all these tiny things distract us, &lt;br /&gt;while the real problems destroy us.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 21:31:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Honesty (Silence is a HIt)</title>
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  <description>Often times, I will let myself believe that I am doing everything I can to build you up. In all reality, I am tearing you down with every word that I speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve become good at everything we have taken on. We can cure a thousand problems a day, but the only cure that we really need is honesty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say loose lips sink ships. If this is true, then why are we treading water in silence? Maybe you can burst your lungs and let all this silence wither while the words you speak bloom.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 23:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blind Eyes and Head lights</title>
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  <description>They are laying out 2 choices for us.&lt;br /&gt;We can bend or break.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking seems so easy&lt;br /&gt;But it hints at selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand how terrified I am. &lt;br /&gt;Just because I don’t talk about it &lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t mean that I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Understand how strained I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Just because the words never pass my lips &lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t mean I’m ever going to be fine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my heart to break for &lt;br /&gt;The things that make your heart heavy&lt;br /&gt;I heard that you still care &lt;br /&gt;So where does that leave you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s ok if you break.&lt;br /&gt;This is probably more than you can take.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more than your life at stake now&lt;br /&gt;So don’t just pretend to be ok.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2005 00:04:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not Letting Go</title>
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  <description>I never know what your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Could you tell me please what’s on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m waiting here just believing &lt;br /&gt;That you’re coming home one last time&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me so bad to keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you so, so I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But for just one more day, I’ll keep singing &lt;br /&gt;Singing along until your mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;I’m not letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Feels like your gone, so why am I dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;The hope flows away with the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the end, but I still believe&lt;br /&gt;I’m holding on, holding on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;I’m not letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe that you’re running away&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would hear what I’m dying to say&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;So please let me try to love you with all of my life&lt;br /&gt;No, don’t let me die&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving you all of my life</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2005 23:59:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Choose the higher one. I’ll be behind you all the way. &lt;br /&gt;It seems to be an after thought but our shadows stretched for miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play these games so we don’t say what we need to say. Let’s pretend like we are five again so these feelings can’t be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I read your name, I mark out the “A” so I can only see me.&lt;br /&gt;And with every me, I know that there won’t be a you beside it. &lt;br /&gt;Would you cry if I said I didn’t want you with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words don’t come out quite right and all the phrasing is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t leave these thoughts alone. Not for tonight</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 23:04:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This summer heat radiates &lt;br /&gt;It’s way through autumn.&lt;br /&gt;Why could we not &lt;br /&gt;Hold out for as long? &lt;br /&gt;Sure, it hurts to feel this way &lt;br /&gt;But at least we’re feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me that &lt;br /&gt;You never asked me &lt;br /&gt;Why things ended up like this &lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to pin another &lt;br /&gt;Problem on you darling &lt;br /&gt;I know we both felt that&lt;br /&gt;There was something good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets pack it all up&lt;br /&gt;And let us leave this place&lt;br /&gt;The sunrise can be &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that we see &lt;br /&gt;For miles at a time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I sound a bit young and naïve &lt;br /&gt;But I am sure we had something good</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 19:58:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Less than Beautiful</title>
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  <description>I thought we could be friends. I just touched your lips they never seem to end. I thought things would be fine. You take what you like as long as it’s not mine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hate to disappoint you.  I’m doing fine without you. I am sorry I made you feel less than beautiful. I hate to disappoint you. I’m better off without you. I made you feel less than beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you try to relax? You say what you like but just don’t talk back. Why can’t you hear what I say? You can do what you like as long as it’s my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It’s not the time or the place to be up in my face. Oh this won’t go anywhere. It’s not the air that I breathe that will stop what you need so this won’t go anywhere. You can be loved or replaced or stare off into space. This won’t go anywhere.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 20:59:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Let’s feel this through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let go until &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get what I came for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve only got this picture of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’ll let these memories keep me warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least tonight, I can say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt what I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let’s walk away from all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all of this space will help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets walk away from ourselves tonight, tonight.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 08:51:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Magnolias and Moonlight Set the Mood to Breakdown</title>
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  <description>As i look into the last November sky, &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll bare my soul for the wind and stars. &lt;br /&gt;They can not console me and &lt;br /&gt;the words i speak will fall on their deaf ears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hoping the best has swallowed you.&lt;br /&gt;You should sleep once again. &lt;br /&gt;You fear for the reasons this ended. &lt;br /&gt;It was only because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This burning sky will baptize you&lt;br /&gt;and your eyes will be bright when you&apos;re through. &lt;br /&gt;I never saw what was inside me &lt;br /&gt;until it was all that i had left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe you should sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I know it won&apos;t come easy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should leave...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 20:32:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>For My Insecurity</title>
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  <description>All that i have learned from these nights,&lt;br /&gt;I throw away on moments in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;Camera flashes are alive for mere moments&lt;br /&gt;and die away in the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 floors up and the ground is sinking lower.&lt;br /&gt;Around corners come headlights and meaningless glances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t come crying back to me&lt;br /&gt;when it&apos;s all been said before.&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t come running back to me&lt;br /&gt;when you are lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Please stop longing for my insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replace these beating hearts &lt;br /&gt;with steel and broken mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;Make this chest heavy with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Make reflections show jaded images &lt;br /&gt;of these feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m ground level now and the floor seems less stable than it should.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the white lights to turn orange so i know when to stop.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 22:52:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In Passing</title>
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  <description>Our meetings always come in 2&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;Weeks and hours all adding&lt;br /&gt;to the confusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our meetings always shed a new &lt;br /&gt;light on what you are in this for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous to speak with you at all&lt;br /&gt;Never could you be more unassuming.&lt;br /&gt;Caught on film with a smile&lt;br /&gt;How did i get so caught up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our smiles come in passing&lt;br /&gt;Living our lives so hurriedly&lt;br /&gt;Letting them go in weeks and hours&lt;br /&gt;Could we slow the world down for awhile?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 21:24:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hold No Weight</title>
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  <description>Enter this ancient village&lt;br /&gt;Fill it with all you&apos;ve learned&lt;br /&gt;Speak with words on fire&lt;br /&gt;Burn away a silent moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peer through the cracked stained glass&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all been hollowed out and broken&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s hear what you have to say&lt;br /&gt;All you words seem to hold no weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t react that way&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so funny versus what we know&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the ones you hate that always bring you home&lt;br /&gt;You are so scared, afraid of how it might go</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 21:17:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Whatever the emotion is</title>
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  <description>You&apos;ve seen this all before.&lt;br /&gt;Why won&apos;t you learn from these mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;Something was at it&apos;s finest.&lt;br /&gt;You left it for this fleeting moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the ashes worth the fire that comes before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something so predictable&lt;br /&gt;yet you will never learn.&lt;br /&gt;Not until you are on your own. &lt;br /&gt;he won&apos;t know a pain like this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It leaves you broken down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the ashes worth the fire that comes before?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2004 21:50:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Unknown Explorer (Lewis and Clark would be proud)</title>
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  <description>Say anything to hold me still.&lt;br /&gt;Say nothing and leave me hanging. &lt;br /&gt;Never quite got this far in these feelings. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day we can explore the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving my body seems like it takes weeks. &lt;br /&gt;Every inch growing me so much older. &lt;br /&gt;Never got to travel cross-country,&lt;br /&gt;but my body feels as if it has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me anything that you can.&lt;br /&gt;At least try to make a clever cover story. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll do my best to believe you, &lt;br /&gt;although your silence is always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving my body seems to only leave me a broken mess.&lt;br /&gt;Every failure rusts my bones. &lt;br /&gt;Never wanted to go cross-country,&lt;br /&gt;but it seems my body left without me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2004 20:52:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmmm</title>
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  <description>So as i sit here and look back over my old entries, i realize alot of the new people on my list may have no idea what i am all about. Well, heck yeahs i am possibly the coolest and by that i mean kinda lamest guy you know. I work at starbucks whoring myself out to as many coffee or coffee alternative consumers as it takes for me to get a decent paycheck. I write alot of stuff in this journal and most of it sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reads this and wants to ask questions to further their knowledge of me, ask away. It might be weeks before i answer but you will get an answer fo sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i will actually get back to doing real posts.... But don&apos;t get any hopes up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2004 18:42:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Whispering</title>
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  <description>SO MANY TIMES I’VE SEEN YOU THERE&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE TO SORROW I CAN SEE YOU SCARED&lt;br /&gt;WONDERIN’ AND CRYIN’ YOU CARRY YOUR TREE&lt;br /&gt;WITH TEARS IN YOUR EYES YOU SAY TO ME&lt;br /&gt;I’M BROKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS I REACH OUT TO PULL YOU FROM&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOU KNOW TO BE TRUE I FEAR AND I RUN&lt;br /&gt;IT’S ALL BEEN FORGOTTEN A DREAM LOST NEVER SEEN&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET HIS WHISPERING&lt;br /&gt;I’M BROKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT’S ALL OVER ME NOW, SPILT ALL OVER THE GROUND&lt;br /&gt;IT’S ALL OVER ME NOW, SPILT ALL OVER THE GROUND&lt;br /&gt;IT ALL COMES DOWN TO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I COULD ONLY PULL BACK THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT I’D SURELY SAY&lt;br /&gt;OH BUT HIS TIME’S GONE I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE&lt;br /&gt;HIS LIFE WAS STOLEN BECAUSE OF ME &lt;br /&gt;HE’S BROKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT’S ALL OVER ME NOW &lt;br /&gt;SPILT ALL OVER THE GROUND&lt;br /&gt;I CAN’T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD &lt;br /&gt;WITH MY HANDS ALL COVERED IN RED  &lt;br /&gt;IT ALL COMES DOWN TO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY COULDN’T I, WHY WOULDN’T I REACH OUT&lt;br /&gt;AS HE SLIPS AWAY I CAN HEAR HIM SAY&lt;br /&gt;IT’S A WHISPERING JUST A WHISPERING&lt;br /&gt;IT’S A WHISPERING JUST A WHISPERING&lt;br /&gt;I’M BROKEN   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT’S ALL OVER ME NOW &lt;br /&gt;SPILT ALL OVER THE GROUND&lt;br /&gt;I CAN’T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD &lt;br /&gt;WITH MY HANDS ALL COVERED IN RED   &lt;br /&gt;IT ALL COMES DOWN TO ME</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2004 20:16:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>If this is how it ends</title>
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  <description>Playing the role of the concerned one, &lt;br /&gt;he always seem to care &lt;br /&gt;Playing the role of the reckless youth, &lt;br /&gt;she always seems to end up losing herself&lt;br /&gt;And she always thinks &quot;If nothing more will save me, &lt;br /&gt;i am already dead.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is how it ends, please let this life last forever.&lt;br /&gt;If this is how it goes, then don&apos;t let me ever move. &lt;br /&gt;If this is all it ever comes to, I am not so sure i will fill the role. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she holds casting calls to fill &lt;br /&gt;the role of the comcerned one, &lt;br /&gt;but everyone waits to see if she will &lt;br /&gt;cast the part of a victim again&lt;br /&gt;And she always finds herself wondering if she is already dead</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2004 00:02:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Air is the Enemy</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s trying to escape his lips. &lt;br /&gt;The frail words can never stand alone.&lt;br /&gt;A cool wind blows through the open window.&lt;br /&gt;It gently blows away the dust collecting on the ledges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air is the enemy we fight against. &lt;br /&gt;Waves that will kill in the wind.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2004 19:31:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I apologize</title>
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  <description>THe last post was the wrong shirt. However, it stilll is funny. Here is what the real shirt i got is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=3903974389&amp;category=15687&quot;&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=3903974389&amp;category=15687&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bobs here i come! To get beat up by texas pride people.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2004 20:07:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is the turning point of my life....</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=3903597363&amp;category=15687&quot;&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=3903597363&amp;category=15687&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. It is true.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Feb 2004 22:35:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something Happens Somewhere</title>
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  <description>He played you with his piano fingers. His blackend fingers slid so easily over collarbones and through silky hair. Piano fingers connected to his trashcan hands, perfect for breaking hearts and trashing dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he comes around, she not say a thing. She&apos;ll not look away. Only trying to piece together this broken puzzle, place the pieces together to stop the flatlining of her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more on this later</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2004 14:28:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Breaking Dorian Gray</title>
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  <description>He flew so high, he flew through the winter sky and let cold air rush into his lungs. Soon he was falling with broken wings and his words came out so quietly. &quot;You win you&apos;ve broken me.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone knows the stories of his flight. Early morning turning into late night. Scenery is changing but his heart remains unmoved by you. And poor Mr. Dorian Gray never saw it ending with a broken wing or a stone heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorian Gray could have never seen himself until after he fell from his flight. He was holding onto other&apos;s thoughts and clinging to faded photographs and tests. One wish changed everything for poor Mr. Gray. All his senses are dulled so he drowns himself in a glass of champagne.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2004 06:09:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Coke</title>
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  <description>Says she&apos;s got another life&lt;br /&gt;That I am living in my friend&lt;br /&gt;Through and through she says&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s nothing I can change&lt;br /&gt;I always was the one&lt;br /&gt;The celebration ends without a sound&lt;br /&gt;And the friends they&apos;re not around&lt;br /&gt;And you find you&apos;re all alone&lt;br /&gt;Talking to yourself again&lt;br /&gt;You promised it&apos;s the end&lt;br /&gt;Just one night you&apos;ll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the end the dreams you dream&lt;br /&gt;Are all you ever were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says she&apos;s got another life&lt;br /&gt;That I am living in my friend&lt;br /&gt;Through and through she says&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s nothing I can change&lt;br /&gt;I always was the one&lt;br /&gt;And she&apos;ll say&lt;br /&gt;Come on I&apos;d like to buy the world a coke&lt;br /&gt;And lie here naked with my girl&lt;br /&gt;Come on I&apos;d like to buy the world a coke&lt;br /&gt;And lie here naked with my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights dim once again someday I&apos;ll sleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause it&apos;s all the same to me&lt;br /&gt;This tiny voice inside my head keeps me awake&lt;br /&gt;Come on let&apos;s find the cure&lt;br /&gt;Come on let&apos;s die until we live&lt;br /&gt;In the end you&apos;ll find how high you climbed&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s no design to ever bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says she&apos;s got another life&lt;br /&gt;That I am living in my friend&lt;br /&gt;Through and through she says&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s nothing I can change&lt;br /&gt;I always was the one&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll say&lt;br /&gt;Come on I&apos;d like to buy the world a coke&lt;br /&gt;And lie here naked with my girl&lt;br /&gt;Come on I&apos;d like to buy the world a coke&lt;br /&gt;And lie here naked with my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta buy the world a coke&lt;br /&gt;I gotta buy the world a coke&lt;br /&gt;And lie here naked with my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she knows</description>
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