<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474</id><updated>2012-02-22T23:03:15.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyresse</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-7520154568519245514</id><published>2012-01-26T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:05:49.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentijnsdag, de dag der verplichtingen.</title><content type='html'>het on-overtroffen, verwachte gevoel dat iedereen krijgt als de tijd van Valentijn weer nabij is, De hoop dat iemand toch nog een kaartje of een roos zal krijgen, is gewoon een gevoel omdat Valentijn toevallig vast in het rooster staat. Net als vakantie, als je weet dat je binnen twee weken vakantie heb, dan ga je er naar verlangen en wil je alleen maar meer. Het idee van een Valentijn op Valentijnsdag is natuurlijk perfect, de nationale dag der liefde delen met de persoon van wie jij denkt die perfect is, is alleen maar wonderbaarlijk. Als ze de klas binnen komen met een roos speciaal voor jou, of als je thuis komt en er ligt zo'n roze envelop op je te wachten, klaar om jou zijn mooiste, zoetste en liefste woorden te onthullen is de droom van elk meisje. En dan vraag ik me af, hoe zou dat zijn bij jongens? Valentijnsdag als verplichting, of echt als een gevoel? Als in alle films, waar mannen opeens op miraculeuse wijze tóch nog, op het laatste moment natuurlijk, verliefd worden op het meisje die zo overdreven droomt over haar dwarrelende gevoel, en haar zijn liefde laat zien, dan zou alles anders zijn. &lt;br /&gt;Stel, iedere jongen was Ashton Kutcher en liet zijn rozen vallen in het water voor dat ene speciale meisje, was de wereld toch bijna wel perfect. Maar ik denk, dat de liefde van mannen, ook op valentijnsdag, niet verder gaat dan de voetbal die heen en weer rolt en vliegt tussen Real Madrid en Barcelona, niet verder gaat als de gulp die misschien wel open staat en vooral niet verder gaat als het schouder ophalen naar weer zo'n aanhankelijk meisje die hunkert naar aandacht van de man. &lt;br /&gt;Maar, omdat het in het rooster staat, net als vakantie, blijft het toch een speciale dag. Een dag die echt verliefde stellen  misschien wel elke dag beleven, maar op 14 februari toch wel een beetje een verplichting word. &lt;br /&gt;Dus, wie kies jij?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-7520154568519245514?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/7520154568519245514/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentijnsdag-de-dag-der-verplichtingen.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/7520154568519245514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/7520154568519245514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentijnsdag-de-dag-der-verplichtingen.html' title='Valentijnsdag, de dag der verplichtingen.'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-931499177864846336</id><published>2012-01-20T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T05:23:18.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>luck</title><content type='html'>There we went&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Told me to sleep on your shoulder &lt;br /&gt;And we arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;Invisible&lt;br /&gt;City of dreams without limits&lt;br /&gt;Together, head to shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle breeze of your breath&lt;br /&gt;Comforting&lt;br /&gt;Your soft, male voice in my ear&lt;br /&gt;There is no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I lose you&lt;br /&gt;Uncontrolled&lt;br /&gt;See you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And I shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Gasping&lt;br /&gt;As I turn my head,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise it was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately&lt;br /&gt;And we're still here&lt;br /&gt;Side by side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-931499177864846336?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/931499177864846336/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2012/01/luck.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' 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can make it without me&lt;br /&gt;and it is true,&lt;br /&gt;life's just an addition to someone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stop trying&lt;br /&gt;eventhough its hard&lt;br /&gt;because where will they be&lt;br /&gt;if you need them some day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-8461479040218535276?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/8461479040218535276/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2012/01/fact.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/8461479040218535276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and it was not just the alcohol&lt;br /&gt;But this was what we both have ubderstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will never forget the memory&lt;br /&gt;will never forget the feeling&lt;br /&gt;but will close my mouth&lt;br /&gt;and keep the urge within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont say there aren't any people&lt;br /&gt;desperate for their need&lt;br /&gt;Trying to combine theirs with mine&lt;br /&gt;but I don't feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I saw&lt;br /&gt;was something I can live on&lt;br /&gt;Months, years, hours, seconds&lt;br /&gt;eventhough you didn't mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls are sensitive&lt;br /&gt;and so am I.&lt;br /&gt;never will I change that thing&lt;br /&gt;that is, and always be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love? no.&lt;br /&gt;Just for one night.&lt;br /&gt;As quick as it came&lt;br /&gt;It was gone, out of sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-4984982580543099482</id><published>2012-01-04T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:08:30.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doubtful</title><content type='html'>the never ending search&lt;br /&gt;for the hidden scar deep inside&lt;br /&gt;makes the process&lt;br /&gt;a miracle, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night filled with stars&lt;br /&gt;hiding behind big, furry clouds&lt;br /&gt;thats how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;thats how hard I shout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the fingers of the trees&lt;br /&gt;join the merciless fall of water&lt;br /&gt;and the grass obeys&lt;br /&gt;to the heavy pressure of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals keep on running&lt;br /&gt;miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;hiding for the fear&lt;br /&gt;that a predator might, make them prey.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm the predator&lt;br /&gt;and you're my prey&lt;br /&gt;faster than the winds I will run&lt;br /&gt;fall, but never say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will, in the end get you&lt;br /&gt;for now or some day else&lt;br /&gt;try to make you feel&lt;br /&gt;how I feel, about you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pronounce my feelings&lt;br /&gt;in such a way&lt;br /&gt;You could understand them&lt;br /&gt;and make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought nothing was impossible&lt;br /&gt;But in fact this one is&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to make the best of it&lt;br /&gt;But I, didn't want to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Im scared to show me&lt;br /&gt;your hand was so close&lt;br /&gt;but too far, to reach me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now Im running&lt;br /&gt;just like the animals did&lt;br /&gt;hiding for whats left to come&lt;br /&gt;my feelings will conquer me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me the ugliest ruin&lt;br /&gt;that will ever exist&lt;br /&gt;but I wont show it&lt;br /&gt;just like you once did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will you come back to me&lt;br /&gt;or never shall I return&lt;br /&gt;we both will be thinking&lt;br /&gt;of the time that we once burned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-4984982580543099482?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/4984982580543099482/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2012/01/doubtful.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/4984982580543099482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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young fox caugt by some merciless beast ready to kill. at the moment you think help is gone, no one left to safe you and you think life ends, something, someone, is just on time to rescue you from a death that is so horrible that no one ever wants to die in such a way too. ruthless killers, broken smiles.&lt;br /&gt;there the angel steps in, and im not saying god is my religion, but its true. at the mment of total desperation nature's defence systems shake of the dust and roll out their paws. they will help you survive. hard work, total exhaustion, its worth it. &lt;br /&gt;my defence rolled out and stepped up the last month. two people I know died, one close related person got sick and I got thrown away by some fool who thought my issues were not important enough to solve. but I got defence. it stretched and saved my tears, pain, and made me feel good again. Love came by, and decided to stay for a little while, who knows for how long. &lt;br /&gt;but this life is celebration. its designed to smile, designed to party. Designed to enjoy the smaller things, but also the greater ones. The nature of living will always stay and we'rust predators, fighting to survive. We will survive. Whether if its alone, together, dead or alive, we'll make it. and there's no one to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;for now and forever we'll smile. and never surrender.&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-5083698743310005303?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/5083698743310005303/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/5083698743310005303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/5083698743310005303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-4179367476098262444</id><published>2011-12-17T09:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:53:13.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>burried</title><content type='html'>While death continues&lt;br /&gt;Our soles are bare&lt;br /&gt;No words to describe&lt;br /&gt;The loss we bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont understand&lt;br /&gt;Why this is real&lt;br /&gt;Our life &lt;br /&gt;But Their death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing people in the world&lt;br /&gt;Seem to lose everytime&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, &lt;br /&gt;undefined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of life is gone&lt;br /&gt;No one to understand&lt;br /&gt;That death came too quickly&lt;br /&gt;Give them back, I goddamn demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They once made my world&lt;br /&gt;And now its broken&lt;br /&gt;No smile, no tear,&lt;br /&gt;There's no life without you, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you should be right here&lt;br /&gt;Standing next to me&lt;br /&gt;There wouldnt be a tear,&lt;br /&gt;There'd just be an amazing smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark ages are the boss of life now&lt;br /&gt;I wont ever be able to see&lt;br /&gt;How i changed, you changed&lt;br /&gt;How we changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im locked up&lt;br /&gt;Got a life long detention&lt;br /&gt;But I dont mind&lt;br /&gt;Because I just dont understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-2651019732903938700</id><published>2011-12-14T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T04:22:30.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>balance</title><content type='html'>To see the past and immediate future,&lt;br /&gt;makes the world go round and round,&lt;br /&gt;balanced in the perfect shadow,&lt;br /&gt;To see the light with hope and glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights unravel mysteries together,&lt;br /&gt;hoping for the day to live,&lt;br /&gt;nrver will my mind stop searching,&lt;br /&gt;for the thing the light can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nigt shows a sudden hint of fear,&lt;br /&gt;Standing alone and I just shed a tear,&lt;br /&gt;for now I'll stay in the middle,&lt;br /&gt;of day, night and amazement, here.&lt;div 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title='balance'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-3844641688274158231</id><published>2011-12-06T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T07:28:21.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just something.</title><content type='html'>Like the heart never skips a beat,&lt;br /&gt;it will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;life comes, life disappears,&lt;br /&gt;and there's not a damn thing we can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the joy of life will never be lost,&lt;br /&gt;it will always be the amazement of the thing.&lt;br /&gt;if t's a door, a chair or a dog,&lt;br /&gt;scaryness or happyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because, I'm happy when my fellow humans are happy,&lt;br /&gt;I will help them in their joy of life.&lt;br /&gt;And disguise myself and my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;because I know they'll come round sometime again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for howlong we live,&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the things somebody likes to give,&lt;br /&gt;It will always that little star right there in the universe,&lt;br /&gt;that makes life not a terrible relationship with devotion in reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;live the day.&lt;br /&gt;love the feelings,&lt;br /&gt;that will always stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-3844641688274158231?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/3844641688274158231/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-something.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/3844641688274158231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/3844641688274158231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-something.html' title='just something.'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-4404785721684496618</id><published>2011-10-28T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:46:04.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>i think its the most difficult thing there is in life, &lt;br /&gt;while it actually is so easy. &lt;br /&gt;Just tell the god damned person you love him or her,&lt;br /&gt;and you will get a response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's a yes or a no, &lt;br /&gt;dont even think about that,&lt;br /&gt;think about the lesson you will learn in the end,&lt;br /&gt;and if it's a yes, you'll be the luckiest person on this whole planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to only feel the arms of your beloved around your body,&lt;br /&gt;to feel the lips of your beloved on your lips,&lt;br /&gt;hear the voice of your beloved in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;is the most beautiful thing there is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately some people don't dare to tell the other one,&lt;br /&gt;some people don't dare to say anything to the beloved, &lt;br /&gt;just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is such a big shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-4404785721684496618?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/4404785721684496618/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/10/love.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/4404785721684496618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/4404785721684496618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/10/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-6214764224506498585</id><published>2011-08-02T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:07:38.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear you, xx me.</title><content type='html'>Don't need to search,&lt;br /&gt;already found you.&lt;br /&gt;looking for a star,&lt;br /&gt;don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a friend,&lt;br /&gt;don't even try.&lt;br /&gt;you scare the crap outta me,&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure,&lt;br /&gt;but I like the feeling,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of the past with a small hint of future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the dreams,&lt;br /&gt;love the smile,&lt;br /&gt;adore the butterflies,&lt;br /&gt;Feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate the tears,&lt;br /&gt;runnung down my face, &lt;br /&gt;dislike the insecurities,&lt;br /&gt;fear the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love like a scar,&lt;br /&gt;story like a cloud,&lt;br /&gt;never be lost, &lt;br /&gt;never be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like you,&lt;br /&gt;fear, hate, adore you,&lt;br /&gt;god you're stuck in my head,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll wait for the days to come, that we will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-6214764224506498585?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/6214764224506498585/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-you-xx-me.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/6214764224506498585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/6214764224506498585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-you-xx-me.html' title='dear you, xx me.'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-1974460960608627671</id><published>2011-04-12T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:58:26.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgWGTuKCnC8/TaSSwdn3BeI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9o2GJzbwHM/s1600/image-upload-2-704191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgWGTuKCnC8/TaSSwdn3BeI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9o2GJzbwHM/s320/image-upload-2-704191.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-1974460960608627671?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/1974460960608627671/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/sun.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/1974460960608627671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/1974460960608627671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/sun.html' title='Sun'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgWGTuKCnC8/TaSSwdn3BeI/AAAAAAAAABg/X9o2GJzbwHM/s72-c/image-upload-2-704191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-6094436726921899052</id><published>2011-04-11T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:56:22.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kz1IY-2afYQ/TaNNiqvIhQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3Fgx-jF5vwY/s1600/image-upload-18-748445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0FYH7DY2UM/TaSSRdd69RI/AAAAAAAAABc/O2RDBxNmseg/s320/image-upload-18-748445.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-6094436726921899052?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/6094436726921899052/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/rose.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/6094436726921899052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/6094436726921899052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0FYH7DY2UM/TaSSRdd69RI/AAAAAAAAABc/O2RDBxNmseg/s72-c/image-upload-18-748445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-125597694457545044</id><published>2011-04-02T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:41:01.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Watch the rain pour down from heaven&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Undefined and won’t stop till seven,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;The gods showing their desire,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;To have no proof, of you, a liar. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Make the rain flow through the streets,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Let me reach enormous speed,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Make the clouds, an artwork on it’s own,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Give the music, a place called home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Give me the sign then, that I'm alive, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;That I breathe, that I forgive,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;The fact that I’m just here,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;With our without you, my love, my dear. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Give me the summary,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Of our lovely life,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;Take a step in the water, then dive,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;See the fish, the friends, being here, alive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;I am my own support,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;My own story, my own misery,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;I’m the own decision, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;I am the trainer, of my own division.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"&gt;©Cyresse 02-04-2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-125597694457545044?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/125597694457545044/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/125597694457545044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/125597694457545044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-1908704010524790264</id><published>2011-04-02T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:57:43.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm here,&lt;br /&gt;I'll smile till the days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk until you come home,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing when the birds are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we live,&lt;br /&gt;appreciate the things we like to give,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;say goodbye to friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;standing next to each-other, hand in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;because you are the source,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;of breathing and beating,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;of walking and hoping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;my source of personal energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;doesn't mean I love you in a romantic way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Doesn't mean I think of you, day by day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Because you will never unravel my secret,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;which I keep hidden, and will always stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Watch the birds fly over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sky high, until the mountains,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;there and back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;watch them flee on the wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;they watching the flowers, undefined,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;watch the tears pouring from their faces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;dropping on the ground, that's where their base is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;never resist the feeling,&lt;/div&gt;of goodbye, so unappealing,&lt;br /&gt;because it will happen,&lt;br /&gt;and till that day, I will smile, sing, and live the unimaginary thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;©Cyresse, 02-04-2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-1908704010524790264?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/1908704010524790264/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/04/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/1908704010524790264'/><link rel='self' 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sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;how would it be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;when every star would be attached to one an other with a thin string,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that if you'd graph the moon and take it with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;the stars would leave heaven and follow you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;so how would it feel when we'd walk the streets,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;happily look up the skies and see every star,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and know its one giant mass of strings, imaginary,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;but also real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;That when the planets move, just like the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;the earth and the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that there always be this harmony,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;which will have advantage on the human-beings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Then when we're watching the sun set,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;next to each other, we could hold hands and feel the strings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that are softly falling down on the earth,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;softly disturbing but also ignored.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;And when the birds fly over,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;across the mountains on their way to the heavier sky,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and the clouds race over their speed and lose control,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;thunder and lightning with pouring rain and we'll take shelter in an abandoned house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that we're the strings, that make the stars connect. @ 08-03-2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;©Cyresse 08-03-2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-5766366850201179776?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/5766366850201179776/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/03/balance.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/5766366850201179776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/5766366850201179776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/03/balance.html' title='balance'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-7344470911730329513</id><published>2011-02-07T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:46:49.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>reverse feelings coming together with bright red dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;about a city which is sleeping and believe in,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that you will never stop shining,&lt;br /&gt;because, a burning star will never stop sparkling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up your hope and share your attention,&lt;br /&gt;it will make you big, give you this extra dimension.&lt;br /&gt;then go out and start traveling,&lt;br /&gt;make your trip through this extra addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get your better half and start dancing,&lt;br /&gt;through the rain and forest and end up standing,&lt;br /&gt;staring in each others eyes, feel their perfection,&lt;br /&gt;in seven weeks you will still feel this addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make your head go wilt with attire,&lt;br /&gt;longing for your better half,&lt;br /&gt;hopes filled with feelings as admiration,&lt;br /&gt;but then just close your eyes, and start dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-7344470911730329513?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/7344470911730329513/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/7344470911730329513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/7344470911730329513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-1044032107127734665</id><published>2011-01-31T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T11:07:00.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know how it feels to be emotional?&lt;br /&gt;to feel so uncontrolled, untamed, wild and at the same time quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you must also know how it would feel to be a flower,&lt;br /&gt;beautiful and in the same time afraid to get ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecure, unattractive, self-aware, arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how we all should feel some time.&lt;br /&gt;How we are ought to feel. Expected to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just say .. You never felt that way,&lt;br /&gt;and you never want to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like someone is there with a knife on your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just stay yourself and act normal,&lt;br /&gt;like you would do in a certain situation.&lt;br /&gt;Like .. air.&lt;br /&gt;it moves, is never the same, changes..&lt;br /&gt;That's how we should feel.&lt;br /&gt;Not all the time the same, emotional, drama stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Crying on school because you're feeling like you don't get enough attention,&lt;br /&gt;saying you puked while you actually didn't.&lt;br /&gt;stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are the people who seem to be untouchable.&lt;br /&gt;Unharmable, indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;Those who always have this poker face on, and not showing what they're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not showing emotion while just laughing and having fun with friends,&lt;br /&gt;and completely abandoning the expectation most people have from you.&lt;br /&gt;Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those people. The anti-social network (irritating sometimes) people,&lt;br /&gt;well, they have this big social network, but not on-line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you get this friend request from someone you've never heard of,&lt;br /&gt;never spoken to, and claims to have seen and talked to you, some day in the further away past.&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be your girl-/boyfriend in the further away future. Don't lie, you've all done this at least once.&lt;br /&gt;It's no shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'm just happy with who I am, and with which friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;© 2011 Cyresse HH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-1044032107127734665?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/1044032107127734665/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-how-it-feels-to-be-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/1044032107127734665'/><link rel='self' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The light is shining on your pretty face, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;your given beauty and your smiling face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Waking up in heaven like an angel does, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;getting used to the world as it always was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Your beautiful eyes opening gentle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;blinking against the sudden light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To get used to the unfamiliar place, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;in a strange chamber with a familiar face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Every little white spot on planet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;shining as bright as you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Every coloured spot on this planet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;quickly turning white to shine, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Slowly getting up and looking around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;amazed by the light showing the dust of air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Touch your little, soft cheek to feel your warmth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;slowly kissing it with my lips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Your growing perfection making you even more pretty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;making you an angel here spoiling my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;making my eyes blink once in a while, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;you're the sun on my blue sky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dark ages fading away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;with your presence in my already wonderful day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and I hope it will never be broken,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This chemical which keeps our bond more tight than ever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When the evening sets his tone,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;you come to me with your poker-face on,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you tell me things I never wanted to hear,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;how we ended, our story, has surrendered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My mighty feeling called love I used to own,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Might now pack his bags and leave my home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The walls are grey, painted and coloured with some bright red,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Telling myself how I feel, and god I just can’t stop crying about this feeling I once had.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Midnight black is covering my sight tonight, &lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to put on some light but I can't see, &lt;br /&gt;harder and harder it gets, &lt;br /&gt;when I can't measure my surrounding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's fading, my thoughts and sense, &lt;br /&gt;can't see, nor feel, nor measure. &lt;br /&gt;Feel like a complete stranger in my own world, &lt;br /&gt;like abandoning my own self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama takes over my control, &lt;br /&gt;shuts down my vital organs of life, &lt;br /&gt;lose my sense of love, &lt;br /&gt;and my will to fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darker spots turn midnight black. &lt;br /&gt;flaming in surrounding and colouring my head, &lt;br /&gt;The compromise is made without me knowing, &lt;br /&gt;the elements turning against me and letting me fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't feel the ground under me, &lt;br /&gt;can't feel space and air surrounding me, &lt;br /&gt;only my own heartbeat, &lt;br /&gt;racing against speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The lost story of life is returning, &lt;br /&gt;taking over my everything again, &lt;br /&gt;so please let me see the problem now, &lt;br /&gt;or please shut me down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I live on like this for a time which is unfamiliar for me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Summer, autumn, winter and fall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Darling, you were the one I loved,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But now it’s hurting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Come, come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But let me see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Why couldn’t you just stay with me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fold your hands,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But make me feel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In this love, our dance,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Make me see that our love wasn’t some stupid joke, that it was real.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Whether you decide where to put my feet,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Or I decide where to take some turns,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One of us will in the end take the lead,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And apparently you did, chose yourself over me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are these 90 streets around my corner,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And they crashed down in just one day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That happened while you spoke to me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when you just, walked away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;© 2011 Cyresse HH&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-2804802222470611106?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/feeds/2804802222470611106/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/01/reverse-devotion.html#comment-form' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/2804802222470611106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651305705867240474/posts/default/2804802222470611106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyresse.blogspot.com/2011/01/reverse-devotion.html' title='Reverse devotion'/><author><name>Cyresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08498395112659310355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJg5s4Vc9tQ/TUat40msTCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kqSQmK0BREE/s220/DSC00794.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651305705867240474.post-8388423046189908979</id><published>2011-01-31T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T04:47:21.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Horses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; would it be if we would all ride horses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Would we still write verses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Would we all still love our lovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wont find out about cheating, but only when he discovers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And how would we feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If we would have to kill a seal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And not process them in something chemical,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And not turn our planet anticlimatical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So how would we hear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When the cars disappear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When we hear birds and wind overloud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It would be a lot better, I don’t doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And .. what would we see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If there is no industry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No factory, no dirty Co2,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Which the wind once further blew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And how would it be when there wouldn’t be a reeking thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From industries and allies where that tramp is living in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When every modern thing is never been seen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think it would smell very clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But we don’t know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We will never do and so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe it will reverse some day and I’ll write a chorus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And then, we could go outside, and ride horses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;© 2011 Cyresse, HH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651305705867240474-8388423046189908979?l=cyresse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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