<?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-6572977314152190978</id><updated>2024-12-18T19:24:10.221-08:00</updated><category term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Mind of a Poet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-25133305937936541</id><published>2016-11-30T09:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2016-11-30T09:22:13.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rose In Life</title><content type='html'>Come now little sister lets us take our thought filled walk&lt;br /&gt;
An image once forgotten, a little troubled, but never lost&lt;br /&gt;
Hand in hand we step now, on our feet and on a cause&lt;br /&gt;
And like the tree of life, our roots support our flaws&lt;br /&gt;
I love you little sister, always have and always will&lt;br /&gt;
An when you see my eyes know our father holds you still&lt;br /&gt;
I love you little sister, hold your breath an take my limb&lt;br /&gt;
Descend amongst the whispers and let your life begin&lt;br /&gt;
And as you tumble slowly remember forgotten eyes&lt;br /&gt;
For the man that held his Rose bud has never really died&lt;br /&gt;
Now with your graceful landing bask in my great son&lt;br /&gt;
For he now holds the eyes of the past that&#39;s just begun&lt;br /&gt;
So in the distance now you see a Rose that starts to bloom&lt;br /&gt;
Her pedals open slowly, amongst a son, eclipsed a moon&lt;br /&gt;
No longer my littler Rose bud, I take a step away&lt;br /&gt;
May the stars upon the heavens guide you on your way&lt;br /&gt;
I love you little sister, always have and always will&lt;br /&gt;
I give this man my Rose for&amp;nbsp;now he forever&amp;nbsp;holds you still&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To my little sister and her husband Matt </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/25133305937936541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2016/11/a-rose-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/25133305937936541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/25133305937936541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2016/11/a-rose-in-life.html' title='A Rose In Life'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-9004228218650120591</id><published>2012-01-11T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:23:49.744-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Dream Seeker</title><content type='html'>This torn and lost child only wishing to be&lt;br /&gt;
Has been blinded by the light and false prophecies&lt;br /&gt;
Waiting for a sign &lt;br /&gt;
He attempts to find himself&lt;br /&gt;
But a life that has no meaning, offers little help&lt;br /&gt;
O child hear your calling&lt;br /&gt;
Open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
The&amp;nbsp;dream you have been seeking requires sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;
Now close your mind my child&lt;br /&gt;
And&amp;nbsp;open up your heart&lt;br /&gt;
The limits that confine you &lt;br /&gt;
Are tearing you apart&lt;br /&gt;
My child you are&amp;nbsp;but sitting&lt;br /&gt;
Stop searching for a hand&lt;br /&gt;
Answer&amp;nbsp;one&#39;s own calling&lt;br /&gt;
You will rise to&amp;nbsp;take your stand&lt;br /&gt;
Break free from chains that bind you&lt;br /&gt;
It is&amp;nbsp;your soul that has&amp;nbsp;the key&lt;br /&gt;
Rise above the lies that tie you&lt;br /&gt;
Become a man that&#39;s free</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9004228218650120591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/dream-seeker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/9004228218650120591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/9004228218650120591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/dream-seeker.html' title='Dream Seeker'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-2716857399886910933</id><published>2012-01-01T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:12:59.006-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror on Shattered Wall</title><content type='html'>Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;
Whose eyes are these with tears that fall?&lt;br /&gt;
I know these eyes, but don&#39;t recall&lt;br /&gt;
This frozen face with tears that fall&lt;br /&gt;
O mirror mirror upon my wall&lt;br /&gt;
Who is the darkest of them all&lt;br /&gt;
The shatter stills when tears do fall&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;So cold am I&quot; these voices call&lt;br /&gt;
Please mirror mirror on my wall&lt;br /&gt;
Please end my pain, just end it all&lt;br /&gt;
Please end my tears and end my fall&lt;br /&gt;
Please end the cold from&amp;nbsp;shattered walls&lt;br /&gt;
Mirror mirror on shattered wall&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m forever looking down your dark hall&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;ve warped my mind beyond recall&lt;br /&gt;
I hope you shatter when you fall</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2716857399886910933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/mirror-mirror-on-shattered-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/2716857399886910933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/2716857399886910933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/mirror-mirror-on-shattered-wall.html' title='Mirror Mirror on Shattered Wall'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-8519245858999590350</id><published>2011-12-29T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:04:19.760-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Lover&#39;s First Kiss</title><content type='html'>To her I tell another little secret&lt;br /&gt;
My world unfolds, while shinning in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;
For years I&#39;ve walked never truly seeing&lt;br /&gt;
And now it&#39;s clear with her upon myside&lt;br /&gt;
I feel her touch, it&#39;s leaving me so breathless&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is racing, I&#39;m feeling so alive&lt;br /&gt;
So tonight I&#39;ll lay dreaming in my wanting&lt;br /&gt;
Of the girl I kissed, for which my heart now thrives&lt;br /&gt;
With my first glance, she was so enchanting&lt;br /&gt;
As I looked up and saw her dancing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;
So to me she gave a smile of such beauty&lt;br /&gt;
So enticing was she, it took me by surprize&lt;br /&gt;
Love at first sight is only but a whisper&lt;br /&gt;
And when two stars meet, they&#39;ll shoot off into the night&lt;br /&gt;
Such beauty with such grace is a sonet when I kiss her&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is only longing for the secrets in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;
And when we are held in the arms of one another&lt;br /&gt;
Forever we will dream&amp;nbsp;along the shooting stars of our own sky</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8519245858999590350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/lovers-first-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8519245858999590350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8519245858999590350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/lovers-first-kiss.html' title='Lover&#39;s First Kiss'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-536421620012460662</id><published>2011-12-23T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:07:09.789-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>One&#39;s Own Neverland</title><content type='html'>I press my hand against her breast and listen as she breathes&lt;br /&gt;
A heartbeat sounding forever on, so much said in one&#39;s own sleep&lt;br /&gt;
Her gentle dreams bring warmth to mind, an together we are held&lt;br /&gt;
A&amp;nbsp;sleepless night within my mind is forgotten all to well&lt;br /&gt;
So there she lays in one&#39;s own sleep with a smile upon her heart&lt;br /&gt;
I hold her tight against my chest, then wish upon my star&lt;br /&gt;
Such a perfect world that I live in when she is next to me&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s as though fate spoke when we first met, an from there it was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;
Her dreams of warmth fall gently now and guide me to my sleep&lt;br /&gt;
A life of pain was all I knew, now my heart can know some peace&lt;br /&gt;
So&amp;nbsp;in the night we lay here still, together in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
Untouched are we by simple pain, for complex is the love of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
So on she&#39;ll dream as I just listen with one&#39;s own pressing hand&lt;br /&gt;
As she tells her silent fairytale, we&#39;ll&amp;nbsp;drift off to Neverland</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/536421620012460662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/ones-own-neverland.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/536421620012460662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/536421620012460662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/ones-own-neverland.html' title='One&#39;s Own Neverland'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-3736166849755769745</id><published>2011-10-16T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:34:41.438-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Darkside of The Heart</title><content type='html'>I must confront my darkside and learn to let it go&lt;br /&gt;
To forgive my inner demons and the pain that I still hold&lt;br /&gt;
Consuming is this haunting, always hiding what I&#39;m to be&lt;br /&gt;
These hardships that I am bearing are weighing down on me&lt;br /&gt;
I must find my own forgiveness to discover my own path&lt;br /&gt;
And not forget my darkside from the troubles of my past&lt;br /&gt;
My memories are apart of me and the man that I&#39;ve become&lt;br /&gt;
If I close my eyes to ignore them, I&#39;ll know not where I am from&lt;br /&gt;
My struggles have been tiring, to where I&amp;nbsp;am so weak&lt;br /&gt;
I must use these learnings wisely and struggle to my feet&lt;br /&gt;
A painful life of falling, so dark I can&#39;t recall&lt;br /&gt;
Might of left me injured but the&amp;nbsp;healing defines us all&lt;br /&gt;
So when I show my darkside and start to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll think of all my falling and fight with all my heart</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3736166849755769745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/darkside-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3736166849755769745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3736166849755769745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/darkside-of-heart.html' title='Darkside of The Heart'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-7550217189604860197</id><published>2011-10-16T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:39:32.721-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>My Lonely Dove</title><content type='html'>Please fly to me my lost love dove&lt;br /&gt;
Up overhead in skies above&lt;br /&gt;
You hide in clouds so I can&#39;t see&lt;br /&gt;
Your teardrops fall, like rain you weep&lt;br /&gt;
O please my dove, please listen well&lt;br /&gt;
This heartbeat rising to where you fell&lt;br /&gt;
For all I have is not enough&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;d give it all just for your touch&lt;br /&gt;
Like strangers now I walk this ground&lt;br /&gt;
As you fly by, above, not found&lt;br /&gt;
I feel your presence as feathers fall&lt;br /&gt;
But when I look up&amp;nbsp;only rain still falls&lt;br /&gt;
O my love, my lonely dove&lt;br /&gt;
Please come to me, I feel your love&lt;br /&gt;
I feel your heart and know your mind&lt;br /&gt;
With you so far I feel so blind&lt;br /&gt;
So on I&#39;ll walk as my word flies&lt;br /&gt;
And hope one day to behold your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Because my dove, my only love&lt;br /&gt;
I see only you in skies above</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7550217189604860197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-lonely-dove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/7550217189604860197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/7550217189604860197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-lonely-dove.html' title='My Lonely Dove'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-943905863010530054</id><published>2011-10-15T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:41:12.086-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>October Breath</title><content type='html'>Walking through this tall grass field&lt;br /&gt;
I see the breath October feels&lt;br /&gt;
Falling sunlight on falling leaves&lt;br /&gt;
Watching breath as I breathe&lt;br /&gt;
In early mourning I give my sigh&lt;br /&gt;
As my whole world meets falling sky&lt;br /&gt;
And in the middle of this mist&lt;br /&gt;
I feel a gentle falling kiss&lt;br /&gt;
October mourning I see your songs&lt;br /&gt;
A bird&#39;s lone chatter with jumping fawns&lt;br /&gt;
This field I walk holds all my peace&lt;br /&gt;
This fall time air inspires me&lt;br /&gt;
Painting thoughts with my own words&lt;br /&gt;
The leaves dance down and souls are heard&lt;br /&gt;
My&amp;nbsp;changing seasons, you touch me so&lt;br /&gt;
For new beginings&amp;nbsp;hold all&amp;nbsp;my hope</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/943905863010530054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/943905863010530054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/943905863010530054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-breath.html' title='October Breath'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-8211983175886031113</id><published>2011-10-06T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T06:08:33.525-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Tears of Sand</title><content type='html'>I slip away into my depth&lt;br /&gt;
Just fear and I with no one left&lt;br /&gt;
The silence falls and angels weep&lt;br /&gt;
The walls I&#39;ve built brings me my peace&lt;br /&gt;
I hear their calls but they can&#39;t help&lt;br /&gt;
This broken heart consumes itself&lt;br /&gt;
I feel these worms dig through my mind&lt;br /&gt;
The darkness spreads, only hate I find&lt;br /&gt;
So much pain with loves I lost&lt;br /&gt;
They left me here at selfish costs&lt;br /&gt;
The tears I give turn into sand&lt;br /&gt;
Then fills the glass and breaks in hand&lt;br /&gt;
My depth, my curse, my mind, my pain&lt;br /&gt;
These silent screams, am I insane?&lt;br /&gt;
The walls of fear, my endless depth&lt;br /&gt;
A broken heart with no one left&lt;br /&gt;
Weeping angels and tears of sand&lt;br /&gt;
The spreading darkness for which I am&lt;br /&gt;
The worms of hate and selfish costs&lt;br /&gt;
Alone am I and always lost&lt;br /&gt;
Down I look upon this man&lt;br /&gt;
Please my love, I need thy hand</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8211983175886031113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/tears-of-sand_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8211983175886031113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8211983175886031113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/tears-of-sand_06.html' title='Tears of Sand'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-3346279326108579780</id><published>2011-10-06T00:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T00:54:05.736-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Mirror Distorted</title><content type='html'>There is a ripple in the water with every drop that falls&lt;br /&gt;
Distorted is this image from which I can&#39;t recall&lt;br /&gt;
I start to listen clearly even though he cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;
This man is slowly falling and looking very weak&lt;br /&gt;
A drowning man is calling, so I&#39;m giving out my hand&lt;br /&gt;
But living through this torture seems not to be his plan&lt;br /&gt;
I give a calling screaming, for now he starts to weep&lt;br /&gt;
While hearing in the distance a voice that cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;
These tears that keep on falling make it so I can&#39;t see&lt;br /&gt;
Each ripple that is forming is a wall that I&#39;m to be&lt;br /&gt;
This man just keeps on fading, why won&#39;t he take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;
Why I give my caring I have yet to understand&lt;br /&gt;
Now as this sky stops crying, his face I start to see&lt;br /&gt;
A man that&#39;s done his dying has no wanting to be free&lt;br /&gt;
I look into this water, a reflection of a man&lt;br /&gt;
A mirror of his father so now I start to stand&lt;br /&gt;
The only face I stare at is one that is well known&lt;br /&gt;
For even though it&#39;s lifeless it is one that is my own</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3346279326108579780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/mirror-distorted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3346279326108579780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3346279326108579780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/mirror-distorted.html' title='The Mirror Distorted'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-3472839940705885143</id><published>2011-09-16T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T02:35:45.956-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Prince and I</title><content type='html'>Underneath the hollow tree an owl watches over me&lt;br /&gt;
Without a word alone he sits&lt;br /&gt;
Such glaring eyes I know this prince&lt;br /&gt;
These trees give cry as though afraid&lt;br /&gt;
This nighttime air seems so dismayed&lt;br /&gt;
I feel a presence well known to me&lt;br /&gt;
A watchful owl opens wings and speaks&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Child sweet child why do you cry?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Is it cause your alone and have no where to hide?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;These eyes see more than what you believe&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;An though a good man I see the pain that you keep&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
O owl wise owl I know not what you mean&lt;br /&gt;
I am not running, I just want to be seen&lt;br /&gt;
An if I say so myself, your eyes are quite gone&lt;br /&gt;
I am not crying, now quite, be gone&lt;br /&gt;
And at this response the prince just started to laugh&lt;br /&gt;
For the owl had known the years of my past&lt;br /&gt;
&quot; Listen to me now, I see through all of your lies&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I can see into your future and the past that you hide&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;And though your not crying I still see all of the tears&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;The loves you have lost and the pain through your years&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;So here you are now, lost and alone&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;As you quiver afraid, still just writing your poems&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I know you can see what potential you have&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Stop having self pity and press on through your past&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Your eyes show your pain and also your strength&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;An though there is sorrow, you shine in your wake&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I know you feel tired, weakened, and frayed&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;But see past this illusion and stop being afraid&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;The path thats before you offers no help&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Nothing is given you must take it yourself&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;And when the day comes that your path meets an end&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I promise before you we will speak once again&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
An with a sly gesture the owl took off into flight&lt;br /&gt;
As I stood there just watching into the night&lt;br /&gt;
Not sure of this vision or what I had seen&lt;br /&gt;
I felt passion inside me and reached out for my dream&lt;br /&gt;
So with only a gesture and an ending unknown&lt;br /&gt;
I started my journey with a pen and a poem&lt;br /&gt;
An when I feel&amp;nbsp;lost I will look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;
To see my prince soaring showing me why</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3472839940705885143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/prince-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3472839940705885143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3472839940705885143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/prince-and-i.html' title='The Prince and I'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-5982133949741702779</id><published>2011-09-08T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:35:48.279-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Poet&#39;s Kiss</title><content type='html'>As I rise in the mourning and find you asleep&lt;br /&gt;
Somberly you lay there with the beauty you keep&lt;br /&gt;
Now pressing our lips we remain so intwined&lt;br /&gt;
My heart beating to the symphony that I call your mind&lt;br /&gt;
So with a warm hearted smile and all of your love&lt;br /&gt;
I fly from my window to the stars up above&lt;br /&gt;
For I am the sun and you are the moon&lt;br /&gt;
And no matter the years we will continue intune&lt;br /&gt;
O love of loves with stars in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
You give reason in being which causes my rise&lt;br /&gt;
Softer than silk, your hair falls with such grace&lt;br /&gt;
Euphoria fullfilling me when you hold me in place&lt;br /&gt;
So here I shall sit and fill book after book&lt;br /&gt;
Finding the words for the heart you have took&lt;br /&gt;
You are&amp;nbsp;more than a lover you are truly a friend&lt;br /&gt;
Shedding my tears while guiding this pen&lt;br /&gt;
To say you are perfect would be more than untrue&lt;br /&gt;
For&amp;nbsp;it is your&amp;nbsp;flaws for why I love you&lt;br /&gt;
Never selfcentered and always so caring&lt;br /&gt;
The affection you hold&amp;nbsp;is mine for the taking&lt;br /&gt;
So many times have I been lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
Finding my way with the light of your heart&lt;br /&gt;
If only I knew what this life meant to give&lt;br /&gt;
Then never in pain we would able to live&lt;br /&gt;
So lay there at night and feel all of my words&lt;br /&gt;
Only you knowing&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;poet&#39;s kiss that you heard</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5982133949741702779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/poets-kiss_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5982133949741702779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5982133949741702779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/poets-kiss_08.html' title='The Poet&#39;s Kiss'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-2034987220279789694</id><published>2011-09-08T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T17:38:37.240-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Reflecting Sand</title><content type='html'>This life that he is living is more than just a dream&lt;br /&gt;
Can you feel his passion rising it&#39;s bursting at the seams&lt;br /&gt;
A young man keeps on writing, alone by candle light&lt;br /&gt;
You see his shadows dancing, while his words come into sight&lt;br /&gt;
His world is but a mirror, a past thats always there&lt;br /&gt;
But if he tilts this mirror, then his path might change a hair&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s all about perspective and where he tends to stand&lt;br /&gt;
He sees the things that change him but the view is all in sand&lt;br /&gt;
This man has so much meaning but no one seems to see&lt;br /&gt;
That he cares not for faulty meanings, he&#39;s just wanting to be free&lt;br /&gt;
So in this darkened room, still shining is his light&lt;br /&gt;
He is sitting in his silence, still just writing in the night</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2034987220279789694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/reflecting-sand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/2034987220279789694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/2034987220279789694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/reflecting-sand.html' title='The Reflecting Sand'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-7259626903249704335</id><published>2011-08-14T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T06:22:08.450-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>A Watchful Eye</title><content type='html'>I miss you friend whose looking down&lt;br /&gt;
Keeping watch on loves well found&lt;br /&gt;
I close my eyes to behold your face&lt;br /&gt;
Still shedding tears, please soothe this hate&lt;br /&gt;
My prayers to you are all thats left&lt;br /&gt;
A world now gray without your breath&lt;br /&gt;
I miss you mat and all we had&lt;br /&gt;
How is my father, is he still sad?&lt;br /&gt;
The path I took lead me astray&lt;br /&gt;
Please forgive me now and guide my way&lt;br /&gt;
My love for you was always there&lt;br /&gt;
I tried my best, please&amp;nbsp;know I care&lt;br /&gt;
My fallen&amp;nbsp;brother for which I weep&lt;br /&gt;
Am I a coward and deserve no peace?&lt;br /&gt;
With all I am, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;
My love for you shall always grow&lt;br /&gt;
An down the road when I meet my end&lt;br /&gt;
I will search for you and brace my friend&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I miss you Mat, love Andrew</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7259626903249704335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/watchful-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/7259626903249704335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/7259626903249704335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/watchful-eye.html' title='A Watchful Eye'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-761665591071433972</id><published>2011-08-01T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:17:38.958-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Heartbeat Rising</title><content type='html'>I still see that fading shimmer when I look unto your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
The wanting of forgetting of my darkened hurtful lies&lt;br /&gt;
Remembering of our past and unsure of whats to be&lt;br /&gt;
Has left you in a crossroad, I can see the pain you keep&lt;br /&gt;
Please know that I am trying and understand why I must wait&lt;br /&gt;
I know you are not certain because of my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m sure that I&#39;m still hurting you and should probably walk away&lt;br /&gt;
But understand I cannot for my heart still has&amp;nbsp;some faith&lt;br /&gt;
At night I lay here dreaming an your all thats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;
I promise if you&#39;ll trust me no other&#39;s love could be like mine&lt;br /&gt;
I have shown you who I am,&amp;nbsp;still paying&amp;nbsp;back on my&amp;nbsp;mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
I hope you see me truly an find a risk that you should&amp;nbsp;take&lt;br /&gt;
An if ever you should kiss me I will take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;
Press it to my heartbeat and hope you&#39;ll understand&lt;br /&gt;
For my heartbeat seems to rise up then settle to a pause&lt;br /&gt;
For this is why I&#39;m human, I&#39;m sorry for my flaws</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/761665591071433972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/heartbeat-rising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/761665591071433972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/761665591071433972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/heartbeat-rising.html' title='Heartbeat Rising'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-8056732171653907778</id><published>2011-07-31T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T19:47:25.048-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Distant Sound</title><content type='html'>Im sitting here awakened and feeling like I&#39;m drawn&lt;br /&gt;
A patient man thats falling, such a life of simple pawns&lt;br /&gt;
Realize your life of failing an who we are that we must be&lt;br /&gt;
Is their anyone thats listening or am I the only one that sees&lt;br /&gt;
The voices keep on calling but I never seem to find&lt;br /&gt;
What it is that I am searching for which in turn has left me blind&lt;br /&gt;
So on we all keep walking never thinking of our steps&lt;br /&gt;
Until we take that weary step and were falling out of breath&lt;br /&gt;
Day by day it all keep passing, I&#39;m sure its just a dream&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m sure when I start falling I will wake an then be seen&lt;br /&gt;
Can you here that in the distance, that O so failing sound&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s the words that I&#39;ve been searching for, I think I&#39;m finaly found</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8056732171653907778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/distant-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8056732171653907778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8056732171653907778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/distant-sound.html' title='The Distant Sound'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-925890345930377642</id><published>2011-07-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:17:10.719-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Soulless Bliss</title><content type='html'>A soul forgotten within my tear&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly falling through this winter air&lt;br /&gt;
A sleepless night within my mind&lt;br /&gt;
To many thoughts I cannot find&lt;br /&gt;
The howling wind cuts to my bone&lt;br /&gt;
A lonely wolf still finds no home&lt;br /&gt;
My mind is bleeding from all this thought&lt;br /&gt;
I find no comfort in lessons taught&lt;br /&gt;
Now looking back from whence I came&lt;br /&gt;
I see I&#39;m lost and have no way&lt;br /&gt;
Circles drawn on these closed eyes&lt;br /&gt;
The mask I wear from those who&#39;ve died&lt;br /&gt;
The depth I have is why I fall&lt;br /&gt;
An is my reason I&#39;ve lost you all&lt;br /&gt;
So in my darkness alone I&#39;ll sit&lt;br /&gt;
My only company in soulless bliss</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/925890345930377642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/soulless-bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/925890345930377642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/925890345930377642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/soulless-bliss.html' title='Soulless Bliss'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-3608225657135773766</id><published>2011-06-26T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T08:17:37.397-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Words I Held</title><content type='html'>Words well&amp;nbsp;said can leave you blind&lt;br /&gt;
Words well&amp;nbsp;heard can change your mind&lt;br /&gt;
The words you&#39;ve said once held their pain&lt;br /&gt;
An brought my tears like drowning rain&lt;br /&gt;
No wanting now for the&amp;nbsp;words I&#39;ve lost&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve paid my price and all&amp;nbsp;the costs&lt;br /&gt;
To long I&#39;ve spent so torn apart&lt;br /&gt;
Your words no longer reach my heart&lt;br /&gt;
So know this now I hold no pain&lt;br /&gt;
Then hold the past and hold my shame&lt;br /&gt;
I know your words held good intent&lt;br /&gt;
I hold no grudge for pain well spent&lt;br /&gt;
With these last words I write to you&lt;br /&gt;
Now&amp;nbsp;in my eyes&amp;nbsp;are friends held true</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3608225657135773766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-i-held.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3608225657135773766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/3608225657135773766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-i-held.html' title='The Words I Held'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-1220033371307341869</id><published>2011-06-26T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T05:14:01.148-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>A Dreamer&#39;s Path</title><content type='html'>With silence so soothing gentle singing away&lt;br /&gt;
I hear in the distance no confusion today&lt;br /&gt;
Mind is set free to wander with please&lt;br /&gt;
Visions glide by drifting with breeze&lt;br /&gt;
Now with content I breath my new peace&lt;br /&gt;
Forever about me guiding my sleep&lt;br /&gt;
I hear my new hopes rising in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;
Forever still gazing at stars in the night&lt;br /&gt;
O dream broken child away your old sins&lt;br /&gt;
Defeat your own demons and dont let them in&lt;br /&gt;
For when the time comes that I must realize&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll be my own man and stand up with my pride&lt;br /&gt;
Then soon a bit after I started to wake&lt;br /&gt;
Longing to dream of the paths I must take</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1220033371307341869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreamers-path.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/1220033371307341869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/1220033371307341869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreamers-path.html' title='A Dreamer&#39;s Path'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-4466710822143514222</id><published>2011-06-05T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T08:02:58.083-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Void in Heart</title><content type='html'>My mind is lost, my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;
I grab my chest in my mourn&lt;br /&gt;
The scars I wear reflect myself&lt;br /&gt;
Alone I sit with no ones help&lt;br /&gt;
The pain I feel is in my bones&lt;br /&gt;
Then through my pen and out my poems&lt;br /&gt;
To the sky I give my cry&lt;br /&gt;
As tears roll down, I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;
The&amp;nbsp;pain I feel knows no end&lt;br /&gt;
I burn and watch the loves I mend&lt;br /&gt;
This darkened room holds all my grief&lt;br /&gt;
Emotions torn is why I weep&lt;br /&gt;
The only thing that has not came&lt;br /&gt;
Is my dark clouds to end their rain&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the calm before the storm&lt;br /&gt;
The loss of love has left me worn&lt;br /&gt;
Try and try&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;I still&amp;nbsp;fail&lt;br /&gt;
Lost in my mind I can&#39;t conceal&lt;br /&gt;
To those of you that are reading this&lt;br /&gt;
Know my pain and lack of bliss&lt;br /&gt;
All I have is not enough&lt;br /&gt;
To fill my empty endless cup&lt;br /&gt;
O love of loves I&#39;m torn apart&lt;br /&gt;
Please whisper words to&amp;nbsp;mend&amp;nbsp;this heart</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4466710822143514222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/void-in-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/4466710822143514222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/4466710822143514222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/void-in-heart.html' title='The Void in Heart'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-5122469970129217886</id><published>2011-05-31T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:46:59.855-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Who I Am</title><content type='html'>I know my faults and who I am&lt;br /&gt;
Please listen now and understand&lt;br /&gt;
With all my passion I act in haste&lt;br /&gt;
An all my depth shows in my face&lt;br /&gt;
But with my passion, steps in my heart&lt;br /&gt;
An the love I hold tears me apart&lt;br /&gt;
I think to much, but never ahead&lt;br /&gt;
The lies I tell could weave a web&lt;br /&gt;
But this is so the ones I love&lt;br /&gt;
Will never fall and stay above&lt;br /&gt;
I am to hopeful with things unclear&lt;br /&gt;
Which in return, I cause their tears&lt;br /&gt;
I have much patience and bear much wieght&lt;br /&gt;
I do have limits but never hate&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My actions are mistaken for thinking of myself&lt;br /&gt;
Only trying to&amp;nbsp;protect those for which I cannot help&lt;br /&gt;
Always sacrificing, to help others off the ground&lt;br /&gt;
An yes I do feel lonely that my love is not yet found&lt;br /&gt;
The loyalty I have will never cease to stop&lt;br /&gt;
My mistakes come in many, but I learn what I am taught&lt;br /&gt;
The promises I make I always try to keep&lt;br /&gt;
But being optimistic tends to sweep me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;
My past is dark with clouds,&amp;nbsp;leaving me depressed&lt;br /&gt;
But still I see some light&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;a future&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;may be blessed&lt;br /&gt;
For know thats all I&#39;m writing, I&#39;m sorry it&#39;s not more&lt;br /&gt;
If you want to know this man you must open up your door</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5122469970129217886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5122469970129217886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5122469970129217886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-i-am.html' title='Who I Am'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-4360354701135154841</id><published>2011-05-17T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T07:07:55.467-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Desert Bleak</title><content type='html'>Alone I wander in desert bleak&lt;br /&gt;
This thirst I crave has left me weak&lt;br /&gt;
I consume and take, a well not filled&lt;br /&gt;
On I go with pain not killed&lt;br /&gt;
O desert bleak please let me see&lt;br /&gt;
So I might wander away from thee&lt;br /&gt;
The years that pass are all just sand&lt;br /&gt;
My mind is lost, but still I stand&lt;br /&gt;
These passing faces are all the same&lt;br /&gt;
They look no different and have no names&lt;br /&gt;
My lips are cracked and so my heart&lt;br /&gt;
I thirst for which I cannot part&lt;br /&gt;
In&amp;nbsp;desert bleak I make my way&lt;br /&gt;
This sea of sand and my decay&lt;br /&gt;
O desert bleak please promise me&lt;br /&gt;
If I am found just let me be</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4360354701135154841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/desert-bleak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/4360354701135154841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/4360354701135154841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/desert-bleak.html' title='The Desert Bleak'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-5392004220274316886</id><published>2011-05-15T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T05:04:25.801-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>Clouded Skies</title><content type='html'>Come and go you passing day&lt;br /&gt;
Still I see no stars this May&lt;br /&gt;
Day and night come in with clouds&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the rain my heart allows&lt;br /&gt;
On my bed I give my stare&lt;br /&gt;
Through&amp;nbsp;my window, with no&amp;nbsp;care&lt;br /&gt;
I long for stars that only shine&lt;br /&gt;
Such meeting eyes I cannot find&lt;br /&gt;
A passing day, a clouded face&lt;br /&gt;
Which hides my pain&amp;nbsp;I cannot face&lt;br /&gt;
I try my best to not and want&lt;br /&gt;
These clouded skies that only taunt&lt;br /&gt;
I know such clouds will finaly part&lt;br /&gt;
With parting clouds Ill find my heart&lt;br /&gt;
And when again I find those eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Ill watch them&amp;nbsp;shine like stars in skies</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5392004220274316886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/come-and-go-you-passing-day-still-i-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5392004220274316886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5392004220274316886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/come-and-go-you-passing-day-still-i-see.html' title='Clouded Skies'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-5580330179330769371</id><published>2011-04-17T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T17:40:56.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blind Man</title><content type='html'>Now on again I start weave &lt;br /&gt;
This long and complex tale&lt;br /&gt;
With twists and turns and ups and downs &lt;br /&gt;
My dreams have been my shield&lt;br /&gt;
I hear your voice but can not see&lt;br /&gt;
Will you lead this heart to home&lt;br /&gt;
With broken eyes and this cracked heart&lt;br /&gt;
I search your lovely tone&lt;br /&gt;
These recent steps were mine to take&lt;br /&gt;
An I took them all alone&lt;br /&gt;
O feel my whispers brush back your hair&lt;br /&gt;
To the window of your home&lt;br /&gt;
Now in my dreams I see your face&lt;br /&gt;
Like a man that once could see&lt;br /&gt;
For as long as we keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;
A blind man I shall be&lt;br /&gt;
So hard I try but can not write&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is at a stop&lt;br /&gt;
I need a muse, some inspiration&lt;br /&gt;
Can you lend me just a thought?&lt;br /&gt;
A simple touch, a gentle whisper&lt;br /&gt;
Or even&amp;nbsp;just a look&lt;br /&gt;
Would be enough for me to see&lt;br /&gt;
An gain back the heart you&#39;ve took&lt;br /&gt;
I know my&amp;nbsp;acts and who I am&lt;br /&gt;
An feel what I can be&lt;br /&gt;
On this next turn whether up or down&lt;br /&gt;
I hope that I can see</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5580330179330769371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/blind-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5580330179330769371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/5580330179330769371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/blind-man.html' title='The Blind Man'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572977314152190978.post-8956820923286729244</id><published>2011-04-02T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:53:21.458-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="By: Andrew Olson"/><title type='text'>The Distorted Illusion</title><content type='html'>Now looking at my picture, you say you see my art&lt;br /&gt;
But my meaning so much deeper, if you only knew my heart&lt;br /&gt;
As a focus point in thought, you blend against the rain&lt;br /&gt;
I feel your lonely droplets with this mind thats gone insane&lt;br /&gt;
You try to understand me, but your looks are so confused&lt;br /&gt;
If my actions are not clear, then I have nothing left to loose&lt;br /&gt;
An though you hear me clearly, to me you have no tune&lt;br /&gt;
Forever I am reaching towards the stars and darkened moon&lt;br /&gt;
Now falling off my face I look at my own tear&lt;br /&gt;
Forever seeing eyes which have never been so clear&lt;br /&gt;
Distorted is this image reflecting back at me&lt;br /&gt;
Wtih illusions that are bending I am not what you can see&lt;br /&gt;
I know the words I tell you make less than perfect sense&lt;br /&gt;
But this is how I show you what I feel&amp;nbsp;at present tense</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8956820923286729244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/distorted-illusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8956820923286729244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572977314152190978/posts/default/8956820923286729244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenjiro-writersblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/distorted-illusion.html' title='The Distorted Illusion'/><author><name>Kenjiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00028118696909556404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli6zOsdLN8G6qrQgvmMitr-WeIpSiHl4EDYW5ESt5fg9LyF1kZydigm-hUGDRr_U2vW41hC4rF5OE1s7HyMD9dIocPyv7PBNsJGHwyi2r5lPeHHaBTA_wxU8tZBuFkg/s220/andrew+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>