<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-4726188212540990462</id><updated>2024-09-13T02:05:39.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonless Night</title><subtitle type='html'>When inspiration strikes I write poems and lyrics, often personal ones close to heart but also for other people. Music lyrics is a way of expressing thoughts and feelings. &lt;br&gt;If you&#39;re interested in me writing something for your music, get in touch. Music, lyrics and vocals are my passions. Feel free to leave a footprint on my page under the Moonless Night. &lt;br&gt;Thanks for stopping by. &#xa;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&#xa;Kimmi&lt;br&gt;&#xa;Contact: kimmi.madeline (at) gmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Kimmi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16056341880602312900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsUfsjA0GMg7Z7j9dKR1TurQEZ1U3G7l8gTs7psl9sz6xC8pRQLi0RhrQlvAYh45QuHoDSZBEYJiFD4DoiYp3kNHwzNUspNwu_YTmUN9POEJrhafmo0e6jKPnKLR65ZL4/s220/kim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-7806946857832515399</id><published>2015-10-22T11:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2015-10-22T11:13:22.462+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow - the feeling when I go through old posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
It&#39;s hard to describe what I feel when I&#39;m looking through my old posts on this blog, both published and some are in draft version. They&#39;re sad and depressing, but at the same time just hard and realistic. I&#39;ve come so far in my mental state, to not have to feel that way anymore. I was lost, I felt like I was drowning in emotions, and I felt pain, not physical but emotional and mental pain. It was a constant, and it was always there. I&#39;ve moved on to another life, I&#39;m much happier and I have people around me that love me and that&#39;s all that matters. To also be able to love yourself fully and appreciate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So, here&#39;s to another decade of writing poems - both melancholic and uplifting. I&#39;m more inspired than ever to keep on writing, it makes me feel alive and free.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m only 26 but I&#39;ve written since I was 13-14, both diary and poems. It&#39;s been the only way for me to express what I really think and feel about certain difficult state of minds.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace and Love,&lt;br /&gt;
Kimmi Madeline&lt;/div&gt;
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I know I haven&#39;t been updating this blog with new poems and I feel very down that I haven&#39;t made any time for writing lately or for the past year. I always feel better when I&#39;m writing and I know now what I&#39;ve been missing out on when I go through my old poems and writings.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m in the process of starting to write a book and I have another &lt;a href=&quot;http://kimmimadeline.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;blog on Wordpress&lt;/a&gt; that I intend to update more on the writing progress and about other things that pop up in my life that I find interesting enough to write about.&lt;br /&gt;Will shortly post another poem post here so please stay tuned, fellow poets. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Love,&lt;br /&gt;
Kimmi&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/3225034862466577592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2013/06/apologies-for-long-pause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/3225034862466577592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/3225034862466577592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2013/06/apologies-for-long-pause.html' title='Apologies for the long pause..'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-7551826936468304118</id><published>2012-02-05T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T23:02:32.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet Love Story</title><content type='html'>The heart is breathing again&lt;br /&gt;My lungs are pumping again&lt;br /&gt;I can sense a scent of joy&lt;br /&gt;When your face is in the reach&lt;br /&gt;Filling me; piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me; day by day&lt;br /&gt;How loving it is&lt;br /&gt;to have you near&lt;br /&gt;A touch of love&lt;br /&gt;is all so dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm tingling feeling &lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s taking over me&lt;br /&gt;Beats synchronize&lt;br /&gt;to the harmony&lt;br /&gt;of love and peace&lt;br /&gt;They tune in for&lt;br /&gt;Days to come&lt;br /&gt;Nights to feel&lt;br /&gt;A bittersweet love story</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/7551826936468304118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/07/bittersweet-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/7551826936468304118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/7551826936468304118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/07/bittersweet-love-story.html' title='Bittersweet Love Story'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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jump to hell&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&#39;t matter how far I go&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my path in life&lt;br /&gt;Lost my way long time ago&lt;br /&gt;In tears and pain from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is only one way out&lt;br /&gt;Burning the feeling of love for you&lt;br /&gt;Tear apart the vein to my heart&lt;br /&gt;that beats for you&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&#39;t matter how far I go&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve entered void and keep falling&lt;br /&gt;Deeper in to this sleep&lt;br /&gt;Where no longer love exists</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/3302525144786878069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2011/10/lost-in-void.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/3302525144786878069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/3302525144786878069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2011/10/lost-in-void.html' title='Lost in Void'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-2426716328420129435</id><published>2011-06-23T23:24:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:34:31.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Left to Give</title><content type='html'>I have poured out everything I&#39;ve got&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing left to give&lt;br /&gt;There is no more life to live&lt;br /&gt;Through these endless moments&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;Deeper and deeper&lt;br /&gt;Into this ocean of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slice open my heart&lt;br /&gt;Grab the stone of pain&lt;br /&gt;Throw it out to rot&lt;br /&gt;Empty space is what is left&lt;br /&gt;Void is to be found&lt;br /&gt;Never feel pain again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in your tears&lt;br /&gt;From your cold eyes&lt;br /&gt;I will never know&lt;br /&gt;If what you feel&lt;br /&gt;Is something real,&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To this soul&lt;br /&gt;Forget the past&lt;br /&gt;Just let it go</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/2426716328420129435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2011/06/nothing-left-to-give.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-2702181423485606990</id><published>2011-05-24T22:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:09:43.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Floating deeper</title><content type='html'>2011-05-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments of deception, &lt;br /&gt;Fill the void of tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Last night was just a dream,&lt;br /&gt;Today is another day of hope,&lt;br /&gt;Trembling towards a glimpse of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our eyes meet &lt;br /&gt;I can see your soul&lt;br /&gt;you are such a mystery&lt;br /&gt;cannot resist it, it’s dragging me in,&lt;br /&gt;You’re undressing me, without a touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeper we float in the ocean of love,&lt;br /&gt;What is you and what is me?&lt;br /&gt;Can’t control this much longer&lt;br /&gt;You have unlocked my hidden truth&lt;br /&gt;from a life spent without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are digging in so deep&lt;br /&gt;The sound of my heart is echoing &lt;br /&gt;emotions are becoming so fervent &lt;br /&gt;cannot hide them any longer&lt;br /&gt;breathing in and breathing out&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of your beating heart</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/2702181423485606990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2011/05/floating-deeper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2702181423485606990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2702181423485606990'/><link 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you should not worry&lt;br /&gt;I will find you soon&lt;br /&gt;and bring you back home&lt;br /&gt;to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are longer&lt;br /&gt;Nights are painful&lt;br /&gt;Now and then it&#39;s hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;There is no other cure&lt;br /&gt;Than your loving touch&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;I will be here the day&lt;br /&gt;You decide to wake up.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/1927768653580370616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2011/03/those-precious-moments-i-hold-so-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1927768653580370616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1927768653580370616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2011/03/those-precious-moments-i-hold-so-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-2697676412419855784</id><published>2010-12-21T21:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:41:35.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Join me in Death</title><content type='html'>Why prolong the endless  pain&lt;br /&gt;When there is something awaiting&lt;br /&gt;Life after this inevitable death&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been expecting you, my love&lt;br /&gt;To be beside my bed of pain&lt;br /&gt;Where you&#39;d help me out of miserability&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and lead me to the other side&lt;br /&gt;No need to see my veins bleed&lt;br /&gt;All I need for you to see is&lt;br /&gt;What is missing when I&#39;m gone&lt;br /&gt;No more tears, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d be your angel throughout life&lt;br /&gt;Guarding your soul til you join me&lt;br /&gt;When you join me&lt;br /&gt;In death</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/2697676412419855784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/12/join-me-in-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2697676412419855784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2697676412419855784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/12/join-me-in-death.html' title='Join me in Death'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-1147003188556957207</id><published>2010-11-27T00:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:01:05.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Endless Love</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s tied around my heart&lt;br /&gt;- The Rope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s making me want to scream&lt;br /&gt;- The Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood pumps through my veins&lt;br /&gt;- In Vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m about to take one last breath&lt;br /&gt;- To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drown in to an eternity of dreams&lt;br /&gt;- Bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empowered by your endless love&lt;br /&gt;- To Death</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/1147003188556957207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-endless-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1147003188556957207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1147003188556957207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-endless-love.html' title='My Endless Love'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-1344537151265506436</id><published>2010-11-24T22:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:39:02.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monsters inside</title><content type='html'>Every day I inhale the air&lt;br /&gt;No day is the other alike&lt;br /&gt;Still, I end up in this place&lt;br /&gt;Year after year,&lt;br /&gt;Time after time,&lt;br /&gt;Unavoidable, and in vain I try&lt;br /&gt;To overcome the monsters inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me about the other side&lt;br /&gt;How much better I&#39;d feel in eternal sleep&lt;br /&gt;Than in this miserableness&lt;br /&gt;In the core of my soul&lt;br /&gt;It returns to me like a drug&lt;br /&gt;I cannot avoid&lt;br /&gt;Just like a needle &lt;br /&gt;That tears me up&lt;br /&gt;And makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting emotions with a blade&lt;br /&gt;Slice them up with a knife&lt;br /&gt;Blood is not the only red&lt;br /&gt;That pours out from my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the last drop &lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing left&lt;br /&gt;That is and always will be&lt;br /&gt;The love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s only one thing that can make me feel better in moments when I write pieces like this; and that is to write it off my chest. I am aware that this text is one of the darkest poems I&#39;ve written in a long long time. Like the poem states, it&#39;s somehow inevitable, they always return to me. For better or worse, in sickness and health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try to write a bit after each poem with some comments, but I want to leave the poems up to the reader to interpret for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Kimmi</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/1344537151265506436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/11/monsters-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1344537151265506436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1344537151265506436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/11/monsters-inside.html' title='The Monsters inside'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-7162936974903544025</id><published>2010-11-23T13:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T18:59:24.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the vaccum of Truth</title><content type='html'>I found this piece of poem in my notebook which is filled with a lot of different scribbling, everything from university stuff to poems and story writing. So here goes, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a flow of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Floating through the room&lt;br /&gt;In the vaccum of truth,&lt;br /&gt;A moment of silence&lt;br /&gt;Where there is no suffering&lt;br /&gt;And the air is clear and light&lt;br /&gt;I still walk around with this halo&lt;br /&gt;On top of my head&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I found purpose,&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I found you</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/7162936974903544025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-vaccum-of-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/7162936974903544025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/7162936974903544025'/><link 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/&gt;One summer night,&lt;br /&gt;seems far away&lt;br /&gt;but left me with only you&lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;oh, so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;the love between us&lt;br /&gt;is meant to be&lt;br /&gt;all I do is think of you&lt;br /&gt;when the night creeps in on me&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t help but to think&lt;br /&gt;you are here in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hopes and some dreams&lt;br /&gt;of you and me to find the strength&lt;br /&gt;and carry on but not apart&lt;br /&gt;just say the words and&lt;br /&gt;take my hand&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;to make things right&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;to take the step..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/5895594130725186165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/10/silent-night-in-cold.html#comment-form' title='1 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-5086861677444392791</id><published>2010-06-07T22:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T01:15:19.598+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful urges</title><content type='html'>2010-06-07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hand clutches the pain&lt;br /&gt;In a moment that feels so real&lt;br /&gt;Feel the surface of grief&lt;br /&gt;Touch the sadness of a tear&lt;br /&gt;The dreams are floating above&lt;br /&gt;In a cloud they move away&lt;br /&gt;So hard to reach&lt;br /&gt;So hard to catch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nails dig in so deep&lt;br /&gt;They cut through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Like aching misery in the shell&lt;br /&gt;Red drips of burning sensation&lt;br /&gt;Drops of joy, drops of fear&lt;br /&gt;Sense of relief empowers me&lt;br /&gt;All through my body&lt;br /&gt;So hard to resist&lt;br /&gt;So hard to control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tragic spin to life&lt;br /&gt;of urges taking over&lt;br /&gt;Tearing the wings apart&lt;br /&gt;Like the newborn bird&lt;br /&gt;Unable to fly&lt;br /&gt;But always willing to try&lt;br /&gt;Shouting silently in vain&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so powerless,&lt;br /&gt;But yet so strong.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/5086861677444392791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/06/painful-urges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/5086861677444392791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/5086861677444392791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/06/painful-urges.html' title='Painful urges'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-2008004822471489370</id><published>2010-03-09T11:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:39:27.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentary Distractions.</title><content type='html'>Blink. Look up and face me.&lt;br /&gt;Sense. What I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;Sit. Always next to me.&lt;br /&gt;Touch. My arm so gently.&lt;br /&gt;Dream. About me at night.&lt;br /&gt;Smile. When I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;Come. Closer if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Embrace. The floating feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I do.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/2008004822471489370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/03/momentary-distractions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2008004822471489370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2008004822471489370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/03/momentary-distractions.html' title='Momentary Distractions.'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-6381439527949138461</id><published>2010-02-06T03:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:10:32.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcome the feeling</title><content type='html'>The pill is in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Red or blue&lt;br /&gt;I see the vision&lt;br /&gt;of our two paths&lt;br /&gt;hearts are fighting&lt;br /&gt;to overcome the feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you&#39;re not the one&lt;br /&gt;the one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;we or them,&lt;br /&gt;united or,&lt;br /&gt;torn apart&lt;br /&gt;open and closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall you and me&lt;br /&gt;wander towards one&lt;br /&gt;destiny, is forever&lt;br /&gt;mine, in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;towards my neck&lt;br /&gt;I can see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;in the corner of my sight&lt;br /&gt;I want to speak aloud&lt;br /&gt;instead of in my head&lt;br /&gt;I want to whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;what you want to hear</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/6381439527949138461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/02/overcome-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/6381439527949138461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/6381439527949138461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/02/overcome-feeling.html' title='Overcome the feeling'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-1628825563527207688</id><published>2010-01-27T00:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:44:49.331+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tingling feeling takes over</title><content type='html'>breathing in and out&lt;br /&gt;almost erotic atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;his hand is on my body&lt;br /&gt;intertwined with mine&lt;br /&gt;heart keeps beating faster&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underneath the blanket&lt;br /&gt;stroking firm movements&lt;br /&gt;one sigh and the other moan&lt;br /&gt;rush down my spine&lt;br /&gt;tingling feeling takes me over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrapped up together&lt;br /&gt;breathing in deeply&lt;br /&gt;just like we&#39;re one&lt;br /&gt;stroking fingers,&lt;br /&gt;touching my lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;nothing has hit me as hard,&lt;br /&gt;like you,&lt;br /&gt;the strong and masculine body&lt;br /&gt;forever in my dreams. ;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/1628825563527207688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/tingling-feeling-takes-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1628825563527207688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/1628825563527207688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/tingling-feeling-takes-over.html' title='Tingling feeling takes over'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-285868285134251674</id><published>2010-01-15T21:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:17:20.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One last sigh...</title><content type='html'>Chemical reactions inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s just an illusion, can&#39;t you see?&lt;br /&gt;I want to quit, I want to forget&lt;br /&gt;But you&#39;re right there, in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the walls I can hear,&lt;br /&gt;makes my head spin &#39;round, I swear,&lt;br /&gt;for one last time I shout out loud&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&#39;s another heart of ice!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dripping emotions from my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Tangible squeeze of my woe,&lt;br /&gt;Drains all out, to one last sigh&lt;br /&gt;In every dream like every night</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/285868285134251674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-last-sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/285868285134251674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/285868285134251674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-last-sigh.html' title='One last sigh...'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-2943449468664721511</id><published>2010-01-04T23:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:55:28.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All in Pain, All for Good</title><content type='html'>Just stop for a second and think&lt;br /&gt;Soak the thoughts in ink&lt;br /&gt;and print them out on paper&lt;br /&gt;or soak them all in blood&lt;br /&gt;it&#39;s all in pain, all for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder if&lt;br /&gt;a drop of tear would make things clear&lt;br /&gt;I stay awake at night&lt;br /&gt;to turn each page of life&lt;br /&gt;inside out, and what do I see?&lt;br /&gt;it&#39;s all in pain, all for good</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/2943449468664721511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-in-pain-all-for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2943449468664721511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2943449468664721511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-in-pain-all-for-good.html' title='All in Pain, All for Good'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-8265474098063351549</id><published>2010-01-03T15:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:12:42.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Drown my Thoughts in Wine</title><content type='html'>I wrote this piece in my cell phone at night, when I couldn&#39;t sleep and my thoughts were almost yelling at me and wouldn&#39;t shut up. This is what I wrote to try to calm myself down and try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to drown my thoughts in wine&lt;br /&gt;I want to suffocate them one last time&lt;br /&gt;Forget they ever existed, &lt;br /&gt;forget the feeling of constant void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes thinking about your problems only seem to make things worse, since the solutions are not crystal clear and don&#39;t appear suddenly. Then the anxiety heaps up like a huge burden and there is no end to the pain. Inner pain.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/8265474098063351549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/drown-my-thoughts-in-wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/8265474098063351549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/8265474098063351549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2010/01/drown-my-thoughts-in-wine.html' title='Drown my Thoughts in Wine'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-5594708824379635160</id><published>2009-11-09T22:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:13:12.221+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard your voice</title><content type='html'>You said you&#39;d never forget me&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t really say I have&lt;br /&gt;But you&#39;re so far away from my heart&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Universe made us lose our bond&lt;br /&gt;it wasn&#39;t meant to last for long&lt;br /&gt;But just sometimes&lt;br /&gt;at night&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, I feel&lt;br /&gt;you whisper me, in my ear&lt;br /&gt;stroke my hair with your touch&lt;br /&gt;makes it all come back to me&lt;br /&gt;that we do have a connection, after all&lt;br /&gt;through our dreams &lt;br /&gt;unforgettable memories&lt;br /&gt;travel so deep&lt;br /&gt;through  time and space&lt;br /&gt;I know you can still hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;because I can swear that I heard yours</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/5594708824379635160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heard-your-voice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/5594708824379635160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/5594708824379635160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heard-your-voice.html' title='I heard your voice'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-7315267822518112575</id><published>2009-11-05T00:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:51:08.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Games of Love</title><content type='html'>Eyes are watching&lt;br /&gt;Lips are biting&lt;br /&gt;Hands are touching&lt;br /&gt;Bodies are moving&lt;br /&gt;Closer and closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no escape&lt;br /&gt;Only you and me&lt;br /&gt;Watching us playing&lt;br /&gt;Games of love&lt;br /&gt;Kisses, deep and hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch and scream&lt;br /&gt;Violent play&lt;br /&gt;Heels are sharp&lt;br /&gt;Digs in so deep&lt;br /&gt;To a hole, oh so neat</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/7315267822518112575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/11/games-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/7315267822518112575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/7315267822518112575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/11/games-of-love.html' title='Games of Love'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-774001793523001622</id><published>2009-11-03T15:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:55:42.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>Drops dripping down&lt;br /&gt;One by one they fall&lt;br /&gt;Like minutes passing by&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;turn away and,&lt;br /&gt;oops!&lt;br /&gt;glass lying all over the floor&lt;br /&gt;step on broken pieces&lt;br /&gt;blood trickled out of me&lt;br /&gt;my feet were all covered in&lt;br /&gt;dark red colour of love&lt;br /&gt;the taste of iron&lt;br /&gt;makes me hunger for more&lt;br /&gt;in the shadow of the night</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/774001793523001622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/11/oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/774001793523001622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/774001793523001622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/11/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-6157010620962331920</id><published>2009-10-26T01:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:55:53.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Carved in your Stone of Heart</title><content type='html'>Only fools would miss the message&lt;br /&gt;That conveys with my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Only you would be so foolish&lt;br /&gt;To think I’d close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;To the ignorance and words&lt;br /&gt;With which you broke the shell&lt;br /&gt;Of trust and love we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut a slice of heart&lt;br /&gt;With the sharpest knife,&lt;br /&gt;The blood is not the only,&lt;br /&gt;Love leaking out&lt;br /&gt;Red is just a color&lt;br /&gt;And you are only flesh,&lt;br /&gt;I would be forever&lt;br /&gt;Carved in your stone of heart</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/6157010620962331920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/10/carved-in-your-stone-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/6157010620962331920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/6157010620962331920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/10/carved-in-your-stone-of-heart.html' title='Carved in your Stone of Heart'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-2206365528859608503</id><published>2009-10-03T01:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:13:14.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a sip of you</title><content type='html'>2009-10-03 1.02am&lt;br /&gt;Through my fingers you&#39;re slipping&lt;br /&gt;The sand is running out of the glass&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;in your mind so far away&lt;br /&gt;I reach out my hand to touch you&lt;br /&gt;But a cold breeze slaps me in my face&lt;br /&gt;You turn away and I slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drops of love are still on your lips&lt;br /&gt;I am still up for taking a sip&lt;br /&gt;of the blood that runs through the veins&lt;br /&gt;warm and sweet - full of taste &lt;br /&gt;awakens my lust for you&lt;br /&gt;for one last time&lt;br /&gt;before you turn away&lt;br /&gt;and slip away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would feel&lt;br /&gt;another heart beat as mine&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would see&lt;br /&gt;another hand fit mine&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would find&lt;br /&gt;green and hazel eyes &lt;br /&gt;just like yours and mine.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/2206365528859608503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-sip-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2206365528859608503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/2206365528859608503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/10/taking-sip-of-you.html' title='Taking a sip of you'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726188212540990462.post-5691170288266374699</id><published>2009-09-27T22:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:14:25.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments of Tantric Touch</title><content type='html'>Wrote this piece for an erotic poem contest, I ended up 3rd place on the first round out of many rounds with different poems on each round. Pretty good position I&#39;d say, hadn&#39;t expected it. :P&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009-08-08&lt;br /&gt;moving slowly in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;my hand goes out to touch you&lt;br /&gt;you appear before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i sense your smell&lt;br /&gt;i taste your lips&lt;br /&gt;you feel my heart skipping a beat&lt;br /&gt;our bodies barely touch at first&lt;br /&gt;the heat is so electric within&lt;br /&gt;magnetic vibes are sent all over us&lt;br /&gt;your hypnotic green eyes undress me&lt;br /&gt;loving moments of tantric touch caress me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swallows the taste of your love&lt;br /&gt;our passion glows so red of heat&lt;br /&gt;the lion within you awakens&lt;br /&gt;your hands glide over me&lt;br /&gt;over my skin so bare and soft&lt;br /&gt;the sensitivity in me shivers&lt;br /&gt;when all my senses awakens&lt;br /&gt;you lay on top of me, when&lt;br /&gt;i slowly begin to see&lt;br /&gt;this was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light has turned to a spark&lt;br /&gt;our shadows play in the moonlit dark&lt;br /&gt;you enter me so gently&lt;br /&gt;moving in a rythm of love&lt;br /&gt;i see colours in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you see light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;we come together as one, when&lt;br /&gt;your soul connects with mine&lt;br /&gt;breathe the air of love&lt;br /&gt;through kisses, warm and long</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/feeds/5691170288266374699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/09/moments-of-tantric-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/5691170288266374699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726188212540990462/posts/default/5691170288266374699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark2haze.blogspot.com/2009/09/moments-of-tantric-touch.html' title='Moments of Tantric Touch'/><author><name>Madeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843547984096668394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8Y7BGe2TVjdM_-n7ylDvWe3omAElV1_DOgXYchQ5rq8POktoAvLwqla9qmdQEpsjLVMe5zdNUV52h7QS4ckn00qBNjR8wd6-dgtGr5E7SEAlLeqyb-6BY5jwRbpL2w/s220/Kim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>