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I have no control as it&#39;s all up to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I wanna text, I wanna call, but how&#39;s it going to come across to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Desperate, needy, I can&#39;t force it, it&#39;s what you want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Besides your answers lately...it&#39;s not what you used to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;One word, two words...what am I supposed to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m busy, I&#39;m busy that&#39;s all that comes from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But you make time for friends, I guess I&amp;nbsp;ain&#39;t&amp;nbsp;one to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Running through my my mind, I&#39;m thinking of moving on from you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I cut the strings of other girls, in the hunt for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But I got caught in a trap, where you were mine but I was never the only one to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So now should I wait...wait for you to come to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve chased you for too long now, I guess I&#39;ll see if you will run for me.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/07/what-to-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-7429761150728547975</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2014 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-06-23T15:47:44.496+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grief</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lost love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pain &amp; grief</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Pain &amp; Grief</title><description>Pain &amp;amp; Grief maybe hard to see&lt;br /&gt;But the Pain &amp;amp; Grief, leave a stain on me.&lt;br /&gt;I once thought we was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought you felt the same as me.&lt;br /&gt;It burns, it hurts, it;&#39;s changing me.&lt;br /&gt;No words, can turn this is away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Because all this Pain &amp;amp; Grief.&lt;br /&gt;It kill&#39;s when it&#39;s aimed at me.</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/06/pain-grief.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-6181938932020868854</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2014 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-29T12:35:08.833+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shadow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">smile</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tears</category><title> Brightest Days</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brightest Days&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A dark shadow, is cast on the brightest days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A glass window, may only reflect our deepest pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A smile, which hides a thousands tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;All the while, we bury inside our deepest fears.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/04/brightest-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-2419954813382059211</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2014 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-25T12:44:52.352+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">broken heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kiss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem a day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sad</category><title>Worlds Apart</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Worlds Apart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A wanting touch, just out of arms reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I want to declare my love, but I can&#39;t speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A first kiss, but we are stuck worlds apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So here... alone I sit, with a broken heart.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/04/worlds-apart-wanting-touch-just-out-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-8884605691978402276</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2014 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-24T12:26:27.511+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kiss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">touch</category><title></title><description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time to Start&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A single touch, can melt a frozen heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A kiss, can bring together two souls apart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A conversation, can make time fly past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But I&#39;m waiting, I&#39;m waiting for our time to start.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/04/time-to-start-single-touch-can-melt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-611676707910529063</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2014 11:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-23T12:32:58.538+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crazy times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fight</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sad</category><title>Must Fight</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Must Fight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;In crazy times, we seek solace in our own minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;In rough periods, we have no steering wheel to steer us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Through heartache and pain, we suffer to stay brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But through the dark comes light, so on we must fight.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/04/must-fight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-5741882123357149865</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2014 10:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-22T11:13:36.885+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cycle of hurt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title></title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Cycle Of Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Emotions leak, through carefully chosen words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Ex lovers speak, but what&#39;s meant is never truly heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;We can&#39;t teach, when neither of us are willing to learn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So we can&#39;t meet, it will only carry on the cycle of hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2014/04/cycle-of-hurt-emotions-leak-through.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-1086051337349630181</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2012 18:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-27T18:36:33.322Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eyes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eyes are windows to the soul</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Closed</title><description>&lt;span id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.05616814852692187&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;They like to say, eyes are windows to the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You say you see me, but your eyes are always closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You open your arms, with a closed heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&#39;m&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt; a used machine, with broken parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2012/11/closed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-6574803232661273619</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2012 13:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-11T13:01:05.531Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">face in the crowd</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my words</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">words</category><title>My Words</title><description>&lt;span id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.17638309812173247&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Would you seek me out, if I never prepared this verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m another face in the crowd, so I wear this hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;There’s no rise no fall, I ain&#39;t there to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;So I expose my all &amp;amp; share through my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2012/11/my-words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-1835235248027136245</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2012 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-10T18:53:24.930Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dream</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poet&#39;s dream</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>A Poet</title><description>A Poet&#39;s life shared through chosen words.&lt;br /&gt;To open eyes, of those who don&#39;t know their world.&lt;br /&gt;To share my hope, my goals, my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;To expose my all, to those who read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Poet...my POETRY is me</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2012/11/a-poet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-3195684861480972303</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2012 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-10T19:08:03.116Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bleeding heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">make up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Make up </title><description>A bleeding heart, pumping all the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;Leaving marks, on a heart which can&#39;t coordinate&lt;br /&gt;Beats of blood, which leak my love,&lt;br /&gt;as&amp;nbsp;deceit&amp;nbsp;becomes, your bodies complete make up.</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2012/11/make-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-1474533721534468080</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2012 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-10T17:34:40.646Z</atom:updated><title>Fire Burning</title><description>A wild fire burning, burning deep within my soul.&lt;div&gt;A yearning, a furnace burning keeping me warm in the cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chill of the single, the frost of those on their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A heat which tingles, frozen veins on brittle bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2012/11/fire-burning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-3843384340394587034</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-25T20:58:50.955+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ignorant bliss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">understand</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><title>Women</title><description>Can honestly say I&#39;ve never fully understood any woman, that has lived.&lt;br /&gt;What was true yesterday, becomes tomorrows big fib.&lt;br /&gt;I buy footwear of all sizes, but the shoes never seem to fit.&lt;br /&gt;I deduct happiness with a woman, is knowing your living in ignorant bliss.</description><link>http://jamjacko.blogspot.com/2011/07/women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JJackoM)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027764010200470635.post-4575036466655256199</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-23T16:23:05.681+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dozen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart broken</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hundred</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">million</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">one</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thousand</category><title>One</title><description>A dozen cracks, chipped away at my only one, once solid heart.&lt;br /&gt;A hundred questions, yet you give me only the one answer.&lt;br /&gt;A 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