<?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-2206925919753348601</id><updated>2011-05-18T14:16:14.560-07:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Time TO Open Your Mind for dream'/><category term='Raining Day'/><category term='Musim Gugur'/><title type='text'>Love and Cry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-4034928798095555750</id><published>2008-09-17T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:29:15.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/ewualizer.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/maroon_5/she_will_be_loved-maroon_5/"&gt;She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5 Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videokeman.com/wp-files/videokemanplay.swf" width="300" height="44" wmode="transparent" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;amp;slider=0x303030&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;amp;autostart=yes&amp;amp;loop=yes&amp;amp;soundFile=http://videokeman.com/dload/flvs/v17/Maroon_5-She_Will_Be_Loved.doc"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.8NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjE2MzkxOTMwNDYmcHQ9MTIyMTY*MDE*NDMyOCZwPTI5MzMzMSZkPSZuPSZnPTEmdD*mbz*wMmUwN2NhMDI1ZmM*MDYwYTM1Zjc1Njk*ZGNlODUyZA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beauty queen of only eighteen&lt;br /&gt;She had some trouble with herself&lt;br /&gt;He was always there to help her&lt;br /&gt;She always belonged to someone else&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I drove for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;And wound up at your door&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had you so many times but somehow&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel &lt;a style="background: transparent url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-bottom: -2px; padding-bottom: 2px;" name="AdBriteInlineAd_beautiful" id="AdBriteInlineAd_beautiful" target="_top"&gt;beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I tend to get so insecure&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter anymore&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;It’s compromise that moves us along, yeah&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full and my door’s always open&lt;br /&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know where you hide&lt;br /&gt;Alone in your car&lt;br /&gt;Know all of the things that make you who you are&lt;br /&gt;I know that goodbye means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[in the background]&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t try so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t try so hard to say goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;[softly]&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Try so hard to say goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2206925919753348601-4034928798095555750?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/4034928798095555750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=4034928798095555750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/4034928798095555750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/4034928798095555750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2008/09/she-will-be-loved-maroon-5-music-code.html' title=''/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/th_ewualizer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-7234336557590456685</id><published>2008-09-17T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:27:28.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/ewualizer.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/maroon_5/makes-me-wonder-maroon-5/"&gt;Makes Me Wonder - Maroon 5 Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videokeman.com/wp-files/videokemanplay.swf" width="300" height="44" wmode="transparent" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;amp;slider=0x303030&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;amp;autostart=yes&amp;amp;loop=yes&amp;amp;soundFile=http://videokeman.com/dload/flvs/112207/Makes_Me_Wonder_-_Maroon_5.doc"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.8NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjE2MzkxOTg1MTUmcHQ9MTIyMTY*MDAyNjQ1MyZwPTI5MzMzMSZkPSZuPSZnPTEmdD*mbz*wMmUwN2NhMDI1ZmM*MDYwYTM1Zjc1Njk*ZGNlODUyZA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes Me Wonder - Maroon 5&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;I wake up with blood-shot eyes&lt;br /&gt;Struggled to memorize&lt;br /&gt;The way it felt between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure that made you cry&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good to be bad&lt;br /&gt;Not worth the aftermath, after that&lt;br /&gt;After that&lt;br /&gt;Try to get you back&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a f**k about you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t believe in you&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;God damn, my spinning head&lt;br /&gt;Decisions that made my bed&lt;br /&gt;Now I must lay in it&lt;br /&gt;And deal with things I left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;I want to dive into you&lt;br /&gt;Forget what you’re going through&lt;br /&gt;I get behind, make your move&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the truth&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a f**k about you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus 1 + 2]&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cause I don’t believe in you&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And you told me how you’re feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t believe it’s true&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Breakdown]&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been here before&lt;br /&gt;One day a week&lt;br /&gt;And it won’t hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;You caught me in a lie&lt;br /&gt;I have no alibi&lt;br /&gt;The words you say don’t have a meaning&lt;br /&gt;Cause..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a f**k about you and I…&lt;br /&gt;and so this is goodbye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus 1 + 2]&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;And you told me how you’re feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t believe it’s true&lt;br /&gt;Anymore Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye, yeah (x 3)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2206925919753348601-7234336557590456685?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/7234336557590456685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=7234336557590456685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/7234336557590456685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/7234336557590456685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2008/09/makes-me-wonder-maroon-5-music-code.html' title=''/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/th_ewualizer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-3040401575133985886</id><published>2008-09-12T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:54:55.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raining Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YELLOW MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;in Kansai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinou wa call sign,  &lt;br /&gt;Zenbu, keitai de  &lt;br /&gt;Norenai fuzz guitar  &lt;br /&gt;Hen na kouen de  &lt;br /&gt;Muchuu de motor bike,  &lt;br /&gt;Kaze wo oikoshite  &lt;br /&gt;Mikazuki wa hisuterii,  &lt;br /&gt;Boku no ue de  &lt;br /&gt;Chikyuu wa goorurain,  &lt;br /&gt;Inu mo raion mo  &lt;br /&gt;Kasei ni moving on.  &lt;br /&gt;Nanka mendou de  &lt;br /&gt;Yellow moon. Ima mo, mittsu,  &lt;br /&gt;Kazoete, me wo akete  &lt;br /&gt;Shadow moon  &lt;br /&gt;Mada yume wo miteru  &lt;br /&gt;Me wo mite, me wo mite,  &lt;br /&gt;Se wo mukeainagara  &lt;br /&gt;Me wo mite, tell me yes or no?  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday everynight  &lt;br /&gt;Omoi tsuku kotoba de  &lt;br /&gt;Kimi e no omoi wo ima sugu tsutaetai  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday everynight  &lt;br /&gt;Arifureta aizu de  &lt;br /&gt;Chirakatta mama no kimochi wo tsutaetai  &lt;br /&gt;Kibun wa kaisei, kondo, issho ni  &lt;br /&gt;Karada wo dakishimete, kin no kyoukai de  &lt;br /&gt;Yellow moon  &lt;br /&gt;Kaketa yozora dewa tsuki wa kyou mo  &lt;br /&gt;Shizuka na kao de hikaru no sa  &lt;br /&gt;Me wo mite, me wo mite,  &lt;br /&gt;Se wo mukeainagara  &lt;br /&gt;Me wo mite, tell me yes or no?  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday everynight  &lt;br /&gt;Omoi tsuku kotoba de  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday everynight  &lt;br /&gt;Kimi e no omoi wo tsutaeyou  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday  &lt;br /&gt;Yellow moon. Ima mo, mittsu,  &lt;br /&gt;Kazoete, me wo akete  &lt;br /&gt;Shadow moon  &lt;br /&gt;Mada yume wo miteru  &lt;br /&gt;Me wo mite, me wo mite,  &lt;br /&gt;Se wo muke ai nagara  &lt;br /&gt;Me wo mite, itsu aeru?  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday everynight  &lt;br /&gt;Omoi tsuku kotoba de  &lt;br /&gt;Kimi e no omoi wo ima sugu tsutaetai  &lt;br /&gt;Everyday everynight  &lt;br /&gt;Arifureta aizu de  &lt;br /&gt;Chirakatta mama no kimochi wo, ima sugu  &lt;br /&gt;Mahou no koodochenji,  &lt;br /&gt;Nemure nai machi  &lt;br /&gt;Higawari na jazz guitar  &lt;br /&gt;Sotto mainaa de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in romanji:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;You were all alone&lt;br /&gt;You reached out for help&lt;br /&gt;But no one would come&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your sad eyes&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help but cry&lt;br /&gt;I held out my hand&lt;br /&gt;But you couldnt try&lt;br /&gt;My power wasnt great enough&lt;br /&gt;And into the dark you flew&lt;br /&gt;From then on I promised myself&lt;br /&gt;That I would save you&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Moon&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the moon&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;Telling you to open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Shadow moon&lt;br /&gt;It is guarding over you&lt;br /&gt;Dream on&lt;br /&gt;Fight on&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Youre not alone&lt;br /&gt;Will you try?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me yes or no&lt;br /&gt;Every day and every night&lt;br /&gt;Ill be by your side protecting you&lt;br /&gt;Every day and every night&lt;br /&gt;Well fight untill all the demons have gone&lt;br /&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;Yellow moon&lt;br /&gt;Right now the moon&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;Telling you to open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Shadow moon&lt;br /&gt;Its straining to urge you&lt;br /&gt;Try to believe&lt;br /&gt;And you will see&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Youre not alone&lt;br /&gt;Now you can fight&lt;br /&gt;The darkness will go&lt;br /&gt;Every day every night&lt;br /&gt;Untill you have reaqched the light&lt;br /&gt;Ill be sending&lt;br /&gt;You all of my&lt;br /&gt;Strength and mixed emotions&lt;br /&gt;Every day every night&lt;br /&gt;Ill be fighting by your side&lt;br /&gt;You will never&lt;br /&gt;Know the meaning&lt;br /&gt;Of true lonliness&lt;br /&gt;I smile but you frown&lt;br /&gt;Ever stubbornly&lt;br /&gt;Ill be here playing the guitar&lt;br /&gt;Singing eternally&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/2206925919753348601-3040401575133985886?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/3040401575133985886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=3040401575133985886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/3040401575133985886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/3040401575133985886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2008/09/yellow-moon-in-kansai-kinou-wa-call.html' title=''/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-4660231655006007178</id><published>2008-06-12T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T03:34:48.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kekuatan cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CINTA &lt;/span&gt;adalah keabadiaN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KENANGAN&lt;/span&gt; adalah hal terindah yang pernah dimiliki.&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/2206925919753348601-4660231655006007178?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/4660231655006007178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=4660231655006007178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/4660231655006007178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/4660231655006007178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2008/06/kekuatan-cinta.html' title='Kekuatan cinta'/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-6581821173227893007</id><published>2008-06-11T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:21:10.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Is ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Love is the greatest feeling,&lt;br /&gt;                  Love is like a play,&lt;br /&gt;                  Love is what I feel for you,&lt;br /&gt;                  Each and every day,&lt;br /&gt;                  Love is like a smile,&lt;br /&gt;                  Love is like a song,&lt;br /&gt;                  Love is a great emotion,&lt;br /&gt;                  That keeps us going strong,&lt;br /&gt;                  I love you with my heart,&lt;br /&gt;                  My body and my soul,&lt;br /&gt;                  I love the way I keep loving,&lt;br /&gt;                  Like a love I can't control,&lt;br /&gt;                  So remember when your eyes meet mine,&lt;br /&gt;                  I love you with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;                  And I have poured my entire soul into you,&lt;br /&gt;                  Right from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   A gentle word like a spark of light,&lt;br /&gt;                  Illuminates my soul&lt;br /&gt;                  And as each sound goes deeper,&lt;br /&gt;                  It's YOU that makes me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   There is no corner, no dark place,&lt;br /&gt;                  YOUR LOVE cannot fill&lt;br /&gt;                  And if the world starts causing waves,&lt;br /&gt;                  It's your devotion that makes them still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   And yes you always speak to me,&lt;br /&gt;                  In sweet honesty and truth&lt;br /&gt;                  Your caring heart keeps out the rain,&lt;br /&gt;                  YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   So thank you my Love for being there,&lt;br /&gt;                  For supporting me, my life&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll do the same for you, you know,&lt;br /&gt;                  My Beautiful, Darling Wife.&lt;br /&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/2206925919753348601-6581821173227893007?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/6581821173227893007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=6581821173227893007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/6581821173227893007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/6581821173227893007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-is.html' title='Love Is..'/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-62051447388064278</id><published>2007-11-04T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:23:02.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scar from The Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKhHx4JsQDs/Ry4aqwaSuJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lAmviA_fVlo/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKhHx4JsQDs/Ry4aqwaSuJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lAmviA_fVlo/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129066347473582226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God why the scar start to bleeded again..&lt;br /&gt;It feel so pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that's worst then ever..&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying ...&lt;br /&gt;Help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone always see me smilling but the truly&lt;br /&gt;I'm feel dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fulfil my word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of this scar&lt;br /&gt;It's wound so deep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang gadis..&lt;br /&gt;Hanya seorang gadis..&lt;br /&gt;Seorang gadis yang selalu aku kecewakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubungan yang selalu aku kecewakan&lt;br /&gt;Hubungan yang selalu berakhir dengan pertengkaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubungan itu yang membuatku dewasa&lt;br /&gt;Hubungan itu yang membuatku mengerti apa,&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana, kapan, dan berbagai hal-hal lainnya yang tak ku ketahui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu kali aku menyakitinya..&lt;br /&gt;Satu kali dia mengasihiku..&lt;br /&gt;Aku sangat takut kehilangan dirinya..&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi dia tetap mencintaiku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua kali aq menyakitinya&lt;br /&gt;Empat kali dia mengasihiku..&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini aku tau sekali lagi aku membuat kesalahan semuanya hancur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak sengaja hal itu terjadi..&lt;br /&gt;Hal yang aku takutkan terjadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadis yang aku sakiti&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dia tetap mencintaiku..&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau betapa sakitnya hal itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan membuatku merasakan apa yang aku perbuat&lt;br /&gt;Aku menyakitinya tapi rasa sakit&lt;br /&gt;Yang dia rasakan tetap aku bawa sampai hari ini..&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin  aku akan membawanya sampai  hari kiamat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2206925919753348601-62051447388064278?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/62051447388064278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=62051447388064278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/62051447388064278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/62051447388064278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2007/11/scar-from-past.html' title='Scar from The Past'/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gKhHx4JsQDs/Ry4aqwaSuJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lAmviA_fVlo/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-6052141505558939900</id><published>2007-09-24T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T07:58:07.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time TO Open Your Mind for dream'/><title type='text'>Bridge to Terabithia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Brooklyn Bridge connects Manhattan to Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;Crossing over the Golden Gate Bridge takes you from San Francisco to&lt;br /&gt;Marin County, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Terabithia, and why do you need a bridge to get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do Jess and Leslie have in common?&lt;br /&gt;What traits of their friendship do you admire and try to have in&lt;br /&gt;your own relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the title alone, we know that Bridge to Terabithia will involve some type of bridge.&lt;br /&gt;But in this book the bridge isn't just physical.&lt;br /&gt;The bridge that Jesse Aarons and Leslie Burke (the main characters)&lt;br /&gt;need to cross isn't only about geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also take an emotional journey together.&lt;br /&gt;In this way, they cross a bridge from one place in their lives to another.&lt;br /&gt;Through their friendship and the bond they share, each character learns and grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Comment for This Movie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie make me wanna cry all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna asking something to you....,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you start your journey to Terabithia, keep these questions in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where do Jesse and Leslie begin? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does each learn? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What gifts — literal and symbolic — do they give each other? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does each complete the journey? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How might you respond to the same events in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is missing from this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important that thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can he bring to this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is Dream and LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can make All thing possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That make Jesus DIE on the CROSS&lt;br /&gt;Because He LOVE us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2206925919753348601-6052141505558939900?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/6052141505558939900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=6052141505558939900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/6052141505558939900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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in twain&lt;br /&gt;Life - Death&lt;br /&gt;Love - Hate&lt;br /&gt;Joy - Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Now i crave for the other side&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything has its joy&lt;br /&gt;Joy has its joy&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Even pain has its joy&lt;br /&gt;But what everyone looks for&lt;br /&gt;Is the joy of joy&lt;br /&gt;But i seek for the pain&lt;br /&gt;The Sweetness in Pain&lt;br /&gt;Pain in Silence&lt;br /&gt;Silence in Loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness in Joy&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everything has its Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy in joy can only be stong&lt;br /&gt;If after the aeons of pain&lt;br /&gt;A ray of mirth shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So joy is even incomplete without pain, sorrow etc.&lt;br /&gt;And so i plead to God&lt;br /&gt;Fill my soul with bitterness&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life with Pain&lt;br /&gt;And rest of the quest&lt;br /&gt;I will search my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all what I fill,...&lt;br /&gt;When I close with Jc...&lt;br /&gt;My life is change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you LOrd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love dan Bless&lt;br /&gt;Yu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2206925919753348601-3815363336242794009?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/3815363336242794009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=3815363336242794009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/3815363336242794009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/3815363336242794009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2007/09/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206925919753348601.post-3851237470127849802</id><published>2007-08-29T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T07:11:12.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musim Gugur'/><title type='text'>I know exactly what and how it's like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The feelings of humans                    are universal. What you feel inside yourself – all the                    hurt, pain, anger, jealousy, depression, disappointment, melancholy                    – when you are in a failing relationship, is exactly the                    same as that experienced by someone else who has been in your                    shoes and goes through what you have gone through right now.&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                  Years ago, the love of my life was involved in an extramarital                  affair, and he wanted a separation. So I had &lt;em&gt;been ‘there’&lt;/em&gt;,                    &lt;em&gt;gone through ‘it’&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;lived through&lt;/em&gt;                    what I would call "a living hell".&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                  I was full of anguish and disbelief when it happened. I couldn't                    believe my eyes and my ears. I must admit; I had been a good                    girlfriend to him for years; giving him the greatest care and                    love I could give. In fact, I almost gave him my everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When my relationship                    failed, I wanted to bring back my lover, as I felt deep in my                    heart that we should be together. But I did not know what went                    wrong and why things happened the way they did!&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                  The heartache and pain I went through could literally &lt;i&gt;tear me                    apart&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Well-meaning friends,                    family members and close associates of mine tried to counsel                    me, did everything they could to help me, even trrid to talk me                    out of having him back by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So here's another day and another morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with what I should do with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So should I mop around and be pissed off at everyone or should I just thank God for everything He's given me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe I'm always wanting more and never appreciating what I have now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well here's to another day that I'm alive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I learned a good thing today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I learned that sometimes we don't like to eat veggies and healthy foods but its good for us. Sometimes we get to eat fruits and snacks which are also good for us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Overall its a balanced diet. And that's how our day is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes God gives us things in our life that we don't like but He knows its the best for us because He's got it all planned out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I learned from that little devotion that God has it under control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;good and bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;like my depressing poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and for you who are reading it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No I'm not going to commit sucide...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wanted to write some really cold empty words to my page...because I hate my self and my life.&lt;br /&gt;But here's another poem...&lt;br /&gt;that explains a bit about who I am... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its so cold inside my hands have turned to ice my heart to stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm crying but no one notices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I scream out my whispers of agony within me but no hear's no one cares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God I've lost my way and every time I try to get up I find my self in the same pit of despair again and again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so tired of trying to dream up my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so tired of trying to try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so tired of crying inside about my family and my sins that tear down any kind of hope I had I can't bear to fail anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God I'm so silent before you If you can hear my heart please come and save me because every time I get up I fall and fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God open my eyes to the hands of love that have been scarred by my sins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God forgive me for my stubborness and lack of faith in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lift me up into Your arms which have never pushed me away once     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I Should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were to die would you notice me   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were to die would you realize what you lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were to die my miserable existence would finally come to an end   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were to die would you be happy that I'm no longer a burden to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;By: Yunaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2206925919753348601-3851237470127849802?l=fairy-tell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/feeds/3851237470127849802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2206925919753348601&amp;postID=3851237470127849802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/3851237470127849802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2206925919753348601/posts/default/3851237470127849802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-tell.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-know-exactly-what-and-how-its-like.html' title='I know exactly what and how it&apos;s like...'/><author><name>fairy-tell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01603745364811129782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/11/95/18855911/1_156752100l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
