<?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-7334665565122825301</id><updated>2024-10-18T20:25:33.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passionately Poetiq</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the world of Passionately Poetiq.  I have been writing for as long as I can remember and will be writing until my last breath.  Here you will find a few of my favorite works.  &#xa;&#xa;Enjoy,&#xa;-Monica</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-5326468366339908574</id><published>2010-01-25T22:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:23:17.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles&#39; Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content=&quot;text/html; charset=utf-8&quot; http-equiv=&quot;Content-Type&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;Word.Document&quot; name=&quot;ProgId&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;Microsoft Word 12&quot; name=&quot;Generator&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content=&quot;Microsoft Word 12&quot; name=&quot;Originator&quot;&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNicci%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml&quot; rel=&quot;File-List&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNicci%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx&quot; rel=&quot;themeData&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href=&quot;file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNicci%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml&quot; rel=&quot;colorSchemeMapping&quot;&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Charles’ song sings of a chameleon.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5326468366339908574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2010/01/charles-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5326468366339908574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5326468366339908574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2010/01/charles-song.html' title='Charles&#39; Song'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-5693823933118288324</id><published>2010-01-22T14:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:26:48.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Invisibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;She smiles and waves to the people who love her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But they don&#39;t see her, Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crying the tears of a woman scorned&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But nobody hears her, Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wishing she could change the way people see her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praying and hoping one day someone anyone will see her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But they won&#39;t because she&#39;s Lady Invisibility&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The sweetest girl you would ever met&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But would never pay attention to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The nicest voice you ever heard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But would never heed her words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The girl who constantly pleads&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;That little Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have heard her speak, some choose not to hear her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have learned from her words, some choose to ignore her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have felt her embrace, some choose to push her away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some have loved her, some choose treat her bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;That Lady Invisibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is she? What is she? Who is she?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you hear her? Can you feel her?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is she the woman at the grocery store?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The woman with the change jar in her hand?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The girl with extensions in her hair?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The baby crying to be held?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The little girl who scraped her knee?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady Invisibility is none of these people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;For Lady Invisibility is me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5693823933118288324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2010/01/lady-invisibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5693823933118288324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5693823933118288324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2010/01/lady-invisibility.html' title='Lady Invisibility'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-3320281978638476261</id><published>2010-01-08T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:44:02.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing about H.E.R (Part I..Short &amp; Sweet)</title><content type='html'>S.H.E was the second love of my life, the one I thought I would I would be with H.E.R forever&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E put me through pure hell,from beginning to end, but yet I still loved H.E.R.&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E used to made sure I smiled atleast once a day, in a way S.H.E. still does.&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E told me should would love me no matter who S.H.E. or I was with, I believe H.E.R&lt;br /&gt;
S.H.E will always hold a place in my heart.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3320281978638476261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2010/01/reminiscing-about-her-part-ishort-sweet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/3320281978638476261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/3320281978638476261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2010/01/reminiscing-about-her-part-ishort-sweet.html' title='Reminiscing about H.E.R (Part I..Short &amp; Sweet)'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-5403947112193751243</id><published>2009-12-29T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:43:00.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am ME</title><content type='html'>I may not be the chick you see in the video&lt;br /&gt;
But I bet I can shake my ass better than her&lt;br /&gt;
I can dance too, I may not have her body&lt;br /&gt;
But I look good too&lt;br /&gt;
I may not be on the &lt;em&gt;CoverGirl &lt;/em&gt;commercial&lt;br /&gt;
But I have a smooth face and besides I dont need makeup to define me&lt;br /&gt;
I rock lipgloss only, why isnt there a commercial for that?&lt;br /&gt;
Lil Mama did the Video and it was hot, Can I do the commercial?&lt;br /&gt;
No I have not been on a Reality TV show&lt;br /&gt;
But my life IS a reality, and yet nobody has offered me a show yet&lt;br /&gt;
FOX, NBC, MTV, BET, E!, and CBS aint ringing my phone off the hook&lt;br /&gt;
I guess because they&#39;re afraid of what they might see, my life is unscripted.&lt;br /&gt;
I dont have the same body as the girls on tv&lt;br /&gt;
But I think its good enough for me and I KNOW its good enough for him&lt;br /&gt;
As long as I feel good about myself, why go through great lengths to change?&lt;br /&gt;
Plastic makes you fake, I dont want to be &lt;em&gt;Barbie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My skin is not flawless&lt;br /&gt;
But then again neither is yours, you just cover your with makeup&lt;br /&gt;
My scars and bruises are curators in the museum of my life&lt;br /&gt;
You dont know what I&#39;ve been thru, I have nothing to hide, Do you?&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah Im Broke, Why do you make it seem like a crime?&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah you&#39;re in the videos poppin bottles, latest clothes, and cars&lt;br /&gt;
The truth is, you&#39;re broker than me in the end&lt;br /&gt;
You flashing money and throwin it in the air, And dont even own it&lt;br /&gt;
Im young with children, But I dont consider them mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
My children are my angels, they give me something to live for&lt;br /&gt;
I dont need to party 24/7 in order to realize that I have a life&lt;br /&gt;
I know Im alive I thank god everyday&lt;br /&gt;
So&lt;br /&gt;
I dont need to be the girl in the videos, the movies, the commercials, or the runway, or worry about the latest trends&lt;br /&gt;
I am ME...And Thats All that matters</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5403947112193751243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5403947112193751243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5403947112193751243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-me.html' title='I Am ME'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-9186727131116164095</id><published>2009-12-29T11:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:42:21.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I saw a man standing in the darkness &lt;br /&gt;
He slowly began walking towards me &lt;br /&gt;
Staring deep into my soul &lt;br /&gt;
Touching my face gently with his hand &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He leaned over slowly and kissed my lips &lt;br /&gt;
Sliding his soft wet tongue into my mouth &lt;br /&gt;
His gentle hands exploring my body &lt;br /&gt;
As mine explored his ever so gently &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He caressed my neck with his mouth &lt;br /&gt;
As he unbuttoned my shirt quickly &lt;br /&gt;
I quickly unbuttoned his pants &lt;br /&gt;
and explored his body &lt;br /&gt;
I dropped to my knees and took his erect masculinity into my mouth &lt;br /&gt;
Licking sucking kissing making every spot wet &lt;br /&gt;
Not leaving a spot untouched as I heard a soft moan &lt;br /&gt;
Then his juices exploded in my mouth and vanished with a swallow &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I felt him lift me gently kissing me as he walked &lt;br /&gt;
Then gently lying me on a bed clad with rose petals &lt;br /&gt;
Then laying on top of me staring into my soul again &lt;br /&gt;
I began to moan as he slid into me softly &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His movements began slow then faster &lt;br /&gt;
He began to go deeper and my moans got loud &lt;br /&gt;
I heard him groan then move faster &lt;br /&gt;
He kissed my breast and I rubbed his neck &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The temperature rose and so did my moans &lt;br /&gt;
His tongue slid into my zone and I smiled &lt;br /&gt;
He licked and kissed making me squirm &lt;br /&gt;
He licked and swallowed as juices started to flow &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He climbed back on top and slid harder into me again &lt;br /&gt;
He went faster and faster as sweat dripped &lt;br /&gt;
I let out a moan he went faster &lt;br /&gt;
Finally I came &lt;br /&gt;
He laid his head on my breast and kissed it &lt;br /&gt;
We let sleep overcome us as time passed &lt;br /&gt;
We awoke and smiled and kissed &lt;br /&gt;
Then I realized who this man was... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was you....&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/9186727131116164095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/vision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/9186727131116164095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/9186727131116164095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/vision.html' title='A Vision'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-5256434415888980672</id><published>2009-12-29T11:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:33.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s Going On?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdalia; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The world is full hate and evil &lt;br /&gt;
even children are corrupt killing their parents, classmates and neighbors &lt;br /&gt;
Husbands killing their pregnant wives to be with their lover &lt;br /&gt;
Teenagers Killing their babies cuz they scared to be mothers &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hate crime rates explodin off the charts &lt;br /&gt;
Lonely single mothers left with broken hearts &lt;br /&gt;
Children finding dirty needles on the playground &lt;br /&gt;
Children running away lost and never found &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Child molestation becoming a habit &lt;br /&gt;
A man see a girl and determines he&#39;s got to have it &lt;br /&gt;
Take her and and have is way &lt;br /&gt;
Chop her up and leave her in a laundry basket &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Families trying to find freedom and a place to call home &lt;br /&gt;
Thought people could be trusted leaving their kids home alone &lt;br /&gt;
Finding them decapitated crying on the phone &lt;br /&gt;
Poor kids didnt even get get older and be grown &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Girls getting beatup for playing a harmless game &lt;br /&gt;
They way they did her was a crying shame &lt;br /&gt;
The people she was wit had to be lame &lt;br /&gt;
Only one had her back was her sister now she cant even remember her name &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Simple things like cellphones is taking lives &lt;br /&gt;
Just think if she had not had let him hold it would she still be alive? &lt;br /&gt;
Or if she had called someone to give her a ride &lt;br /&gt;
All she wanted her cell phone back was that so wrong? &lt;br /&gt;
No one ever knew that in a quick second she was gone &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why do we sit around while the crime rate soars? &lt;br /&gt;
Thugs and drug dealers taking over our corner stores &lt;br /&gt;
This drama has been going on for so long &lt;br /&gt;
I know what marvin gay meant when he said &quot;What&#39;s going on?&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/5256434415888980672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5256434415888980672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/5256434415888980672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on.html' title='What&#39;s Going On?'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-471530717780604248</id><published>2009-12-29T11:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:41:26.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy/Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy Meets Girl &lt;br /&gt;
Girl Meets Guy &lt;br /&gt;
Guy hurts Girl &lt;br /&gt;
Girl hurts Guy &lt;br /&gt;
Guy leaves Girl &lt;br /&gt;
Girl hates guy &lt;br /&gt;
Guy misses girl &lt;br /&gt;
But Girl already commited suicide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/471530717780604248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/guygirl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/471530717780604248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/471530717780604248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/guygirl.html' title='Guy/Girl'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-3286703397288598767</id><published>2009-12-29T11:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:40:59.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Courier; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;hank you for being there when I needed you &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for helping me when I didn&#39;t know what to do &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for saying I love you and meaning it &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for calling me your boo &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for sharing your love with me &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being my eyes when I couldn&#39;t see &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for loving me unconditionally &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being my baby &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for sharing your time &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being mine &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for being my life &lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for helping me with my strife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/3286703397288598767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/3286703397288598767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/3286703397288598767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334665565122825301.post-7064267716564101045</id><published>2009-12-29T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:39:32.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;See,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I sat here and I planned it out for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;What was I going to say? How was I going to do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Would it be messy and leave evidence behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Or was I gonna make it quick and painless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;See you refused to make loving you easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;And you refused to let me love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;You put me through pure hell and made me a loveless zombie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;But now, right now, I&#39;ve decided, the end has come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;You should be dead, but do I really want your blood on my hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;You dont deserve life, you deserve to suffer and die slowly like I did inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I tried, God knows I did, but it wasnt good enough for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Everything had to be so fucking perfect, it had to go your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;But who&#39;s laughing now? Huh motherfucker who&#39;s laughing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Yes its me laughing, over your weak body, hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;This should be satisfying, but for some reason its not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Why am I crying? Why do I still hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I thought once I was rid of you for good, I would be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Let me go, let me fucking go, I dont need you, I dont need this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I lost track for a minute thought you had me there huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Ha. You&#39;ll never hurt me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;You see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Im nothing but a shell now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;A heartless, soul-less shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Are you proud of what you created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Look at me when Im talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;LOOK AT WHAT YOU&#39;VE MADE OF ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Look into my eyes, what do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Do you see the one u once loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Or do you see the hatred, pain, and evil you single handedly created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I hate you I HATE YOU I fucking HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I win this time, give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Stop fighting its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Let go of your last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Close your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;R.I.P Relationship&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/feeds/7064267716564101045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/rip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/7064267716564101045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7334665565122825301/posts/default/7064267716564101045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionatelypoetiq.blogspot.com/2009/12/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>Passionately Poetiq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807233855890732757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>