<?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-11250625</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:26:06.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-6010958566643911427</id><published>2007-01-07T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T17:14:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JERKS AND SNOBS. why do they even exist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-6010958566643911427?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/6010958566643911427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=6010958566643911427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/6010958566643911427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/6010958566643911427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2007/01/jerks-and-snobs.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-862110549200585970</id><published>2006-12-18T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:05:14.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P/W THINGY HAS BEEN RE-INSTALLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who want to know, come and ask me PERSONALLY. dont go around asking from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and to those who can crack them, KEEP IT TO YOURSELF BAYBEHS.&lt;br /&gt;and if those who want to know, but dont come to me, but to you guys instead, then, still, KEEP IT TO YOURSELVES BAYBEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves, jann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-862110549200585970?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/862110549200585970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=862110549200585970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/862110549200585970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/862110549200585970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/12/pw-thingy-has-been-re-installed.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-116012285612193099</id><published>2006-10-06T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:20:56.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry, but im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sick and tired&lt;/span&gt; of everything. do you think i like doing this? do you think i enjoy being in the same situation over and over again? NO. thats it. ive had it. to hell with those promises. im done.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-116012285612193099?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/116012285612193099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=116012285612193099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/116012285612193099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/116012285612193099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115898247762561883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115898247762561883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115898247762561883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115898247762561883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-know-if-im-about-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115841864863591601</id><published>2006-09-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:57:28.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could.</title><content type='html'>if there was something, anything i could do, i would&lt;br /&gt;to turn back the time, and go back&lt;br /&gt;to that memorable and unforgettable past&lt;br /&gt;i`ve been dwelling on my whole life, and wanting every bit of it back&lt;br /&gt;if there was a way i could bring back the past&lt;br /&gt;where so many smiles and laughter were present&lt;br /&gt;no complications and nothing else mattered&lt;br /&gt;and have the whole you back in my life then i would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to all those times we`ve all been together?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to every bit of happiness we shared?&lt;br /&gt;would there be any chance that those times would return&lt;br /&gt;no matter how thin the ray of hope is?&lt;br /&gt;would there ever be that us again?&lt;br /&gt;would we stare up to the stars?&lt;br /&gt;would there ever be that time again&lt;br /&gt;where there`ll never be an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about those jokes you used to crack&lt;br /&gt;and the lame acts he put up?&lt;br /&gt;and those afternoon talks we always had&lt;br /&gt;where we would work things out?&lt;br /&gt;how about the long walks we shared&lt;br /&gt;and the times we sat and laughed?&lt;br /&gt;so many things we went through&lt;br /&gt;and now it`s all in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did all those times have gone?&lt;br /&gt;and what have we become?&lt;br /&gt;what did it all turn into?&lt;br /&gt;when we know it`s all not done?&lt;br /&gt;why have it all gone to waste&lt;br /&gt;and left with sacred memories&lt;br /&gt;that soon enough, it`ll all fade away&lt;br /&gt;as the time passes by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was always us, we were never apart&lt;br /&gt;i miss all the wonderful adventures we all had&lt;br /&gt;we`re all in this together, in case you guys haven`t realised yet&lt;br /&gt;it`s just; things will never be the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115841864863591601?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115841864863591601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115841864863591601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115841864863591601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115841864863591601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-i-could.html' title='If I Could.'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115814207977779137</id><published>2006-09-13T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:07:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;some people just can`t get over themselves. this is full of shite. seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115814207977779137?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115814207977779137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115814207977779137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115814207977779137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115814207977779137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-people-just-cant-get-over.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115695266585284268</id><published>2006-08-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:29:56.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FBFBFB" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://neiragall.free.fr/radio/sounds/Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FBFBFB;border:#330000;button:#CCFF00;player_text:#330000;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceans apart&lt;br /&gt;Day after day&lt;br /&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;On the line&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;I see you next to never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can we stay forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took for granted&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;That I thought would last somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hear the laughter and I taste the tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I can't get near you now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh can you see it baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got me goin' crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonder how we can survive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This romance, but in the end if I'm with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll take take the chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you(I'll be, I'll be right right here, oh waiting on you)&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy fourteenth sweetie. i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always have , always will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115695266585284268?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115695266585284268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115695266585284268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115695266585284268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115695266585284268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/08/oceans-apart-day-after-day-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115590593264434585</id><published>2006-08-18T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T21:01:03.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok. i changed my p/w. want to know come and ask me. and the only people who knows , for now , is &lt;strong&gt;KAT` &amp; luq.&lt;/strong&gt; lols. ok dah. cherios ! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is not myblog. it`s just my space. you know , diversify. ok crappe. bottomline , this is not where my posts are. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115590593264434585?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115590593264434585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115590593264434585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115590593264434585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115590593264434585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115521565894843570</id><published>2006-08-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:14:18.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don`t forget to remember me</title><content type='html'>this is the song jasmine tye sang in singapore idol yesterday . i think it`s nice . enjoy . cherios ! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#FBFBFB"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://christopheboche.ifrance.com/radio.blog/sounds/Carrie Underwood - Don't Forget To Remember Me.swf&amp;colors=body:#FBFBFB;border:#330000;button:#CCFF00;player_text:#330000;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18 years had come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For momma they flew by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But for me they drug on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were loading up that Chevy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Both tryin' not to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Momma kept on talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Putting off good-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then she took my hand and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby don't forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before you hit the highway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You better stop for gas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a 50 in the ashtray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In case you run short on cash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's a map and here's a bible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you ever lose your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just one more thing before you leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't forget to remember me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And those bills there on the counter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep tellin' me I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And just like every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday I called momma up last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And even when it's not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tell her everything's alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before we hung up I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey momma, don't forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To tell my baby sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll see her in the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nd tell mee-maw that I miss her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, I should give her a call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And make sure you tell Daddy that I'm still his little girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't forget to remember me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't done this in a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I don't know what to say but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord I feel so small some times in this big ol' place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah I know there are more important things, but D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on't forget to remember me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't forget to remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115521565894843570?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115521565894843570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115521565894843570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115521565894843570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115521565894843570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-forget-to-remember-me.html' title='don`t forget to remember me'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115477154413125615</id><published>2006-08-05T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:57:41.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because you live</title><content type='html'>cheris thought me to listen to this song. i think it`s uber nice. and meaningful , i guess. enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#FBFBFB"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://pixsrose.free.fr/radio.blog/sounds/Jesse McCartney - Because You Live.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FBFBFB;border:#330000;button:#CCFF00;player_text:#330000;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Then your voice pulls me back&lt;br /&gt;Like a wake-up call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know, what I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;When nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;Cause of you, made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;What is life, what's the use&lt;br /&gt;If you're killing time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( repeat chorus )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;I want to give what you've given me&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( repeat chorus )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;When nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl (because you live)&lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live, I live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115477154413125615?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115477154413125615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115477154413125615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115477154413125615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115477154413125615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/08/because-you-live.html' title='because you live'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115460117636734213</id><published>2006-08-03T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:09:15.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thirteenth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;under the bright fireworks,&lt;br /&gt;the clear cresent, shimmering stars,&lt;br /&gt;between lines, on that screen,&lt;br /&gt;"will you be mine?" those words spoke.&lt;br /&gt;the night of many dreams, that was our special night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway down that pathway,&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the wet streets, the rusty gates,&lt;br /&gt;slippery grass, blinking traffic lights&lt;br /&gt;"i love you," those words spoke.&lt;br /&gt;the night of freedom, that was our special night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chorus :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took me by the hand, and held me tight&lt;br /&gt;his arms around my waist, he`s breathing down my neck&lt;br /&gt;unforgettable walks , the midnight silhouette ,&lt;br /&gt;that meaningful kiss ;&lt;br /&gt;`twas the start of something new, felt so right,&lt;br /&gt;this is the story of a life we both had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this walk we shared together&lt;br /&gt;under the light drizzle , a full moon&lt;br /&gt;the soft dim lights , the puddles&lt;br /&gt;"where are we going?" those words spoke&lt;br /&gt;the night of our love, it was our special night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many restless nights,&lt;br /&gt;on the line, talks and laughters,&lt;br /&gt;his voice, ever so sweet, so gentle&lt;br /&gt;"sweet dreams," those words spoke&lt;br /&gt;the night i`ll never forget , the night when dreams were made true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( repeat chorus )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bridge :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always together , never apart&lt;br /&gt;he was &lt;em&gt;the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who had won my heart&lt;br /&gt;now , and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`you took me by the hand , and held on tight&lt;br /&gt;your arms around my waist , you`re breathing down my neck&lt;br /&gt;unforgettable walks , the midnight silhouette&lt;br /&gt;tha meaningful kiss ;&lt;br /&gt;it`s the start of something new , felt so very right ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the story of a life we both had .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*happy thirteeth darls. i love you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;- 30 JULY 2006 -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115460117636734213?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115460117636734213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115460117636734213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115460117636734213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115460117636734213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-thirteenth.html' title='Happy Thirteenth'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115418847334843151</id><published>2006-07-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:54:33.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lifehouse - you and me</title><content type='html'>What day is it&lt;br /&gt;And in what month&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to do, nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people and&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it&lt;br /&gt;And in what month&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115418847334843151?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115418847334843151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115418847334843151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115418847334843151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115418847334843151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/07/lifehouse-you-and-me.html' title='lifehouse - you and me'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115418817631423609</id><published>2006-07-29T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:49:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avril lavigne - losing grip</title><content type='html'>Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby?&lt;br /&gt;right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you?&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you turn away?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left to cry there&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside there&lt;br /&gt;Grinning with a lost stare&lt;br /&gt;That's when I decided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you weren't there&lt;br /&gt;When I was scared&lt;br /&gt;I was so alone&lt;br /&gt;You, You need to listen&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to trip&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my grip&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in this thing alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I just some chick&lt;br /&gt;you placed beside you&lt;br /&gt;to take somebody's place?&lt;br /&gt;When you turn aroundcan you recognize my face?&lt;br /&gt;You used to love me&lt;br /&gt;you used to hug me&lt;br /&gt;but that wasn't the case&lt;br /&gt;everything wasn't okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;open up wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you weren't there when I was scared&lt;br /&gt;I was so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't care then&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;we're not going anywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115418817631423609?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115418817631423609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115418817631423609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115418817631423609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115418817631423609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/07/avril-lavigne-losing-grip.html' title='avril lavigne - losing grip'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115418775654253768</id><published>2006-07-14T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:42:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihanna - Unfaithful</title><content type='html'>Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the right&lt;br /&gt;But it keeps avoiding me&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems that wrong&lt;br /&gt;Really loves my company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes more than a man&lt;br /&gt;And this is more than love&lt;br /&gt;The reason that the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are rolling in&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gone again&lt;br /&gt;And to him I just can't be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills him inside&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am happy with some other guy&lt;br /&gt;I can see him dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be...A murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the air&lt;br /&gt;As I'm doing my hair&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for another day&lt;br /&gt;A kiss up on my cheek&lt;br /&gt;He's here reluctantly&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm gonna be out late&lt;br /&gt;I say I won't be long&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging with the girls&lt;br /&gt;A lie I didn't have to tell&lt;br /&gt;Because we both know&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm about to go&lt;br /&gt;And we know it very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills him inside&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am happy with some other guy&lt;br /&gt;I can see him dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Love, his trust&lt;br /&gt;I might as well take a gun and put it to his head&lt;br /&gt;Get it over with&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do thisAnymore (anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be...A murderer (a murderer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115410308051736531</id><published>2006-07-01T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:11:20.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Twelfth Aniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my hopes are so high , your kiss might kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a kiss , which never fails to leave a mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a mark , which never fails to explain how much you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and leaves me wondering , how i never found you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i could look through you and never realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how great you are is beyond me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how grateful i am of what you have done for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the love you built for us , and created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;an us who could wish the stars away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and be together under the blue moon forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you are the reason why there are smiles on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you are the one who makes my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you blow me away with every move you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you are who you are in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you take me the chronicles of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the greatest thing is to love , and be loved in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i still remember the scent of your hair ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;on every strand plastered with hair clay ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the way you dressed each time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ll always remember the dim of the sof lights , the smell of the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the sound of the band playing that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i still remember the gentleness in your voice ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the promises we made , and the lame jokes you crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ll always remember this walk we shared together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the way you twirled me in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with your hands in mine , and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;you kissed me like you meant it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;always and forever , know that i`ll always love you ; no matter what , no matter what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-dedicated specially to suhair, my sweetie. now and always will be. i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115410308051736531?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115410308051736531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115410308051736531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410308051736531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410308051736531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-twelfth-aniversary.html' title='Happy Twelfth Aniversary'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115417957516801643</id><published>2006-04-16T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:26:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thin are the night-skirts left behind&lt;br /&gt;by daybreak hours that onward creep ,&lt;br /&gt;and thin , alas ! the shred of sleep&lt;br /&gt;that wavers with the spirit`s wind .&lt;br /&gt;but in half-dreams that shift and roll&lt;br /&gt;and still remember and forget .&lt;br /&gt;my soul , this hour has drawn your soul&lt;br /&gt;a little nearer yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lives , most dear , are never near ,&lt;br /&gt;our thoughts are never far apart ,&lt;br /&gt;though all that draws us heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;seems fainter now and now more clear.&lt;br /&gt;tonight love claims his full control&lt;br /&gt;and with desire and with regret&lt;br /&gt;my soul this hour has drawn your soul&lt;br /&gt;a little nearer yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a home where heavy earth&lt;br /&gt;melts to bright air that breathes no pain ,&lt;br /&gt;where water leaves no thirst again&lt;br /&gt;and springing fire is love`s new birth?&lt;br /&gt;if faith long bound to one true goal&lt;br /&gt;mat there at length its hope beget ,&lt;br /&gt;my soul that hour shall draw your soul&lt;br /&gt;forever nearer yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insomnia - book of love poems)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115417559862570254</id><published>2006-02-25T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:26:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don`t want anything else from you&lt;br /&gt;nothing else , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;nothing else&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can make me happy in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;you can shower me with any gifts anytime you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;you can say all those things i want you to say to me.&lt;br /&gt;you can whisper the words i so wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;you can be the sweetest a guy can ever be.&lt;br /&gt;you can pamper me for as long as i want you to.&lt;br /&gt;you can be that gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;you can treat me like a real lady.&lt;br /&gt;you can treat me any differently from the others.&lt;br /&gt;you can care a lot for me.&lt;br /&gt;you can be more than you already are.&lt;br /&gt;you can quit your bad habits for me.&lt;br /&gt;you can make me yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside my heart , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the pain and sorrows we both suffered.&lt;br /&gt;i still suffer , but not as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;deep within those words , there is a huge clog underneath.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a clog, full of confused thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;a clog , with your mind &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;still not made up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still unsure about &lt;s&gt;everything&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still don`t know who you really want to be with now.&lt;br /&gt;well , you gotta choose boy.&lt;br /&gt;i`m confused. ridiculously confused.&lt;br /&gt;i gave you my heart.&lt;br /&gt;if that`s not good enough , then i`m not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;i can`t have you , i can`t have your whole heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;be there to solve this with me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writer: &lt;u&gt;jannahjohari&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115417559862570254?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115417559862570254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115417559862570254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115417559862570254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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changed&lt;br /&gt;for the good or bad , it`s not the same&lt;br /&gt;we`ve been drifting apart , right from the start&lt;br /&gt;it`s true , i don`t know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i`ll remember all those times&lt;br /&gt;all the laughter and pain , all the signs&lt;br /&gt;all the fun and sorrows , when we were friends&lt;br /&gt;together we`ve had , it all blends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear friend ,&lt;br /&gt;there are no more solutions at all&lt;br /&gt;we`ll just have to see us fall&lt;br /&gt;dear friend ,&lt;br /&gt;deep down inside of you (deep within)&lt;br /&gt;where is that genuine you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the time passed by you`ve changed&lt;br /&gt;for the good or bad , it`s not the same&lt;br /&gt;you`ve forgotten all the promises we had&lt;br /&gt;you`ve turned us down , you`re worth forgetting now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyricist : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;jannahjohari&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115417450946291270?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115417450946291270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115417450946291270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115417450946291270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115417450946291270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/02/dear-friend-i-dont-know-what-else-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115410185858125663</id><published>2006-02-19T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:50:58.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess it`s happening again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it all seems to be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the feelings i thought were erased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;have been existing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it`s utterly confusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which part of my head is worth listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;is it to feel or not to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the openings of the heart , is it for real ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everywhere i go , there`ll be you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;either here or there , it`s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can`t explain much , but it so happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that i`m still in liking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can`t speak , i can`t think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there`s so much happenings in a blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all those memories , all the walks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it reminds me of our past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yes , we did get to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the misunderstandings , misunderstandings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all the crying , fighting and rebelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no more battles now , it`s all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lyricist/composer: &lt;u&gt;jannahjohari&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115410185858125663?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115410185858125663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115410185858125663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410185858125663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410185858125663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115410161523015679</id><published>2006-02-05T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:46:55.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>were never reciprocated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you had me all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i thought i had you , but i was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and now you`ve lost me for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you can`t do this to me any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i thought things were going alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we had no arguments , no fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i should have known it was coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i should have known there would be something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and there it was , a third party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but all you could say was a simple sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can`t believe what i saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you knew that i was standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you saw me ,  but you didn`t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;could not do anything , deep inside it was hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it`s sad to know my feelings for you were never reciprocated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you tell me you`re as busy , but you`re not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can`t believe all those lies i bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i kept on giving , you kept on taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but all those things you said , you kept on faking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you said you`d ove me no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well , hear this , KISS MY BUTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you can`t keep doing this to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`m gonna make you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ve done the most easiest thing to do -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ve left everything behind ; i`ve left you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`m glad we went our separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just take back whatever`s yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ve gained everything , it`s your loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ve erased the memories you left me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am now finally free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lyricist/composer: &lt;strong&gt;jannahjohari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115417411331324410</id><published>2006-01-27T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:55:13.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Goodbyes , Its Time</title><content type='html'>i think my mind is made up now&lt;br /&gt;it`s for the best for us somehow&lt;br /&gt;it may cause our hearts to bleed&lt;br /&gt;but it`s better this way indeed&lt;br /&gt;they all want us to work things out&lt;br /&gt;we both want things to be alright , no doubt&lt;br /&gt;but i just don`t see what`s the point in it at all&lt;br /&gt;we`ll just end up seeing this relationship fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things were simply perfect the way there were before&lt;br /&gt;so what caused it to be turned around?&lt;br /&gt;my tears, till my eyes were sore&lt;br /&gt;i can`t seem to do anything , i keep breaking down&lt;br /&gt;it takes just one mistake&lt;br /&gt;adn everthing changes so fast&lt;br /&gt;why does my heart wish to break?&lt;br /&gt;i thought we would actually last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t know why it can never work between us&lt;br /&gt;all we do is fght , make up , fight , make up and fight again&lt;br /&gt;when will it be when we stop fighting after making up for the last time?&lt;br /&gt;i just want this to end now please&lt;br /&gt;how can there be happiness between the two?&lt;br /&gt;if this keeps going on , no peace?&lt;br /&gt;i know you love me , and i love you too&lt;br /&gt;but can we work things out at the very least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are way too similar , you and i&lt;br /&gt;i know how you feel , you don`t have to lie&lt;br /&gt;i keep taking the blow all over again&lt;br /&gt;but somehow , you will just do the same&lt;br /&gt;we are way too perfect for each other , don`t you think so too?&lt;br /&gt;so much as a companion , too much we have in common&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life seem so meaningless when it`s not with you&lt;br /&gt;with void of worth and support&lt;br /&gt;all these memories seem so new&lt;br /&gt;what we have can never be bought&lt;br /&gt;you can take my breath away , no matter what you do or say&lt;br /&gt;and once again , i`m being sincere&lt;br /&gt;i just can`t bear to stay wherever you are here&lt;br /&gt;so let this be the last , our numbered goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i`ll love you for eternity , till the day when i die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115417411331324410?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115417411331324410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115417411331324410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115417411331324410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115417411331324410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/01/our-goodbyes-its-time.html' title='Our Goodbyes , Its Time'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-115410050430975109</id><published>2006-01-16T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:28:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what do i do , now it`s time ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i keep telling myself tat it`s gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;can`t heal those wounds, in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you keep breaking my heart and tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;can`t you see me crying a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and it`s all because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;do you know of the hurt you`ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it`s all written in words upfront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why are you still standing there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when i don`t need you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why can`t i just just stop crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there`s nothing else to do now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`ve been hurt so many times , god i feel so down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why can`t i stop those memories ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it keeps haunting my mind , and making me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can`t keep taking all your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`m always the vulnerable one it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you were there , but not all there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why do i still feel you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;bridge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you never trusted me at all , (not once)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i tried to make things work , (but you don`t care)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now i`m done. i just don`t want to hurt anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can live my life , without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115410050430975109?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115410050430975109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115410050430975109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410050430975109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410050430975109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2006/01/why.html' title='Why ?'/><author><name>cats can moo.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FVxPGf9jfdA/SC6i6M5j4rI/AAAAAAAAET8/8YNulOpxNIk/S220/Photo+744.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11250625.post-113912681767208436</id><published>2005-09-09T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T16:06:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he Doesn't Know That She Knows What She's Not Supposed To Know.</title><content type='html'>He Doesnt Know What She Knows.&lt;br /&gt;Are the rumours true?&lt;br /&gt;What they say 'bt him and her?&lt;br /&gt;But how is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;Especially between them?&lt;br /&gt;She's never been so confused, so shocked 'bt anything before.&lt;br /&gt;Is it realli true?&lt;br /&gt;When they said that he loved her?&lt;br /&gt;Ever since he didnt know when&lt;br /&gt;He has bore feelings fer her.&lt;br /&gt;And all those signs he showed&lt;br /&gt;It never occurred to her.&lt;br /&gt;That he would even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;But how can this be?&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGAWD how can this be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cudnt he be frank with her?&lt;br /&gt;After all they've been through.&lt;br /&gt;Why must she find out now?&lt;br /&gt;Didnt he mention before that it was impossible?&lt;br /&gt;So...why her??&lt;br /&gt;Its so wierd. So wrong. So IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;She's with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;And she loves him so much.&lt;br /&gt;Why now, why not before, why not say ANYTHING?&lt;br /&gt;All these time he knew all along&lt;br /&gt;He acted like nothing's going on,&lt;br /&gt;No chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;But indeed there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sparkles in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The meaningful songs he sang.&lt;br /&gt;The incidents when he got close to her.&lt;br /&gt;The times when he made her mad.&lt;br /&gt;And when he cried and regretted as&lt;br /&gt;She did not say a word.&lt;br /&gt;It meant something.&lt;br /&gt;But she never came around to realise it&lt;br /&gt;Until now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cudnt he just say anything?&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt know how to act around him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt know what to say to him&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt know how to look at him now.&lt;br /&gt;Now look what he has done.&lt;br /&gt;She still remembers the times when&lt;br /&gt;they hung out a few times.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what she said,&lt;br /&gt;Let it be insults or compliments&lt;br /&gt;He'll laugh at every single detail.&lt;br /&gt;He wudnt mind if she took his phone&lt;br /&gt;Or cap or mp3&lt;br /&gt;Or even when she wud tug on his shirt or bag&lt;br /&gt;Begging fer something from him.&lt;br /&gt;He'll give in, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;And when she took something away from him&lt;br /&gt;He wud be desolated&lt;br /&gt;And storm out of the place&lt;br /&gt;Leaving her remorseful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how was she supposed to know?&lt;br /&gt;These things he does meant something?&lt;br /&gt;Its just a mixture of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt know what he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;He's not even sure.&lt;br /&gt;She knows he still loves HER.&lt;br /&gt;So terribly much!&lt;br /&gt;All she's asking from him&lt;br /&gt;Is for him to come clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has seen the best of him, the worst of him.&lt;br /&gt;And now she's seen the sweetest of him.&lt;br /&gt;He can tell her everything now.&lt;br /&gt;She promises never to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;And will react calmly.&lt;br /&gt;Just dont leave her in anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time has arrived&lt;br /&gt;For the both of them to be free&lt;br /&gt;He'll never expect to know&lt;br /&gt;That actualli, she loves him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-113912681767208436?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/113912681767208436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=113912681767208436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;"&gt;There are times when i see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;catching a glimpse at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there are times when i see you looking at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don`t seem to know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all i know is , my heart seems to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don`t know what would happen between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you may think that i don`t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but you don`t know there are times when i`m watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even closer and more than you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`m always thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don`t know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you`re making me lose my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you don`t know this but i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`m falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;still don`t know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i try to find you in the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but just a few times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it`s so hard just to have you pass me by surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what can i do , now that you`re here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i`m as scared , anxious , to look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everytime when you look at me , my heart starts to sink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when you try to talk to me you`d tumble with your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when that happens , it`s pretty much crystal clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maybe it`s time for the both of us to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;to chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;without you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;without you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i can`t live my life , this life without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;without you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;without you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;repeat chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lyricist/composer: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;jannahjohari&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11250625-115410118458075576?l=herothereden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/feeds/115410118458075576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11250625&amp;postID=115410118458075576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410118458075576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11250625/posts/default/115410118458075576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herothereden.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-falling-in-love-with-you.html' title='I`m falling in love 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