<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:26:27.267-08:00</updated><category term='HIM....................'/><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><category term='When  Again'/><title type='text'>Yellow ButterPly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dance with me in love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   Dance with me in life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   When did enduring love begin?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   The day we became man and wife&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                    There is patience and understanding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   We try to be unselfish and kind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   Though not a fairy-tale romance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   No greater love will we find&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                    Sharing dreams, passions, and desires&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   Building each other up when we fall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   We've learned to say I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   And I love you through it all&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                    Our two hearts beat as one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   Cherishing what we have from above&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   Dance with me forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                   Dance me to the end of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-848756002774280182?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/848756002774280182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/dance-me-to-end-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/848756002774280182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/848756002774280182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/dance-me-to-end-of-love.html' title='Dance Me To The End Of Love'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKhFvD1I_2I/AAAAAAAAApo/my_TaNNwS4s/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8430957087272663473</id><published>2010-10-03T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:49:09.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Walked Lightly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKhDb2iymeI/AAAAAAAAApg/21btqrbWMlQ/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKhDb2iymeI/AAAAAAAAApg/21btqrbWMlQ/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523739088746879458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You walked lightly into my life&lt;br /&gt;                 Captivating and lovely to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;                 At first, I never cared who you were&lt;br /&gt;                 Now I don’t know who I am without you,&lt;br /&gt;                 You kissed me&lt;br /&gt;                 I felt my world change,&lt;br /&gt;                 You held me&lt;br /&gt;                 I heard my heart awaken,&lt;br /&gt;                 You loved me&lt;br /&gt;                 And my soul was born anew&lt;br /&gt;                 You walked lightly into my life&lt;br /&gt;                 Now my heart knows who you are&lt;br /&gt;                 And with every breath&lt;br /&gt;                 And every step&lt;br /&gt;                 I take down lonely roads,&lt;br /&gt;                 Your hand is my staff&lt;br /&gt;                 Your voice is my guide&lt;br /&gt;                 Your strength my shelter&lt;br /&gt;                 You’re passion my awakening.&lt;br /&gt;                 You walked lightly into my life,&lt;br /&gt;                 And all my pain&lt;br /&gt;                 You took as your own,&lt;br /&gt;                 And all my fears&lt;br /&gt;                 You cast into the sea,&lt;br /&gt;                 All my doubt&lt;br /&gt;                 Lost in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;                 You walked lightly into my life&lt;br /&gt;                 And no matter if you choose to stay or go,&lt;br /&gt;                 My life is forever changed,&lt;br /&gt;                 Just because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;                 For a moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;                 And because I choose&lt;br /&gt;                 To love you&lt;br /&gt;                 For the rest of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8430957087272663473?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8430957087272663473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-walked-lightly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8430957087272663473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8430957087272663473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-walked-lightly.html' title='You Walked Lightly'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKhDb2iymeI/AAAAAAAAApg/21btqrbWMlQ/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-525022131143243373</id><published>2010-10-03T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:12:12.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Always There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKg4nNwBd_I/AAAAAAAAApY/vIiGL0gVA4E/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKg4nNwBd_I/AAAAAAAAApY/vIiGL0gVA4E/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523727189327050738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I dream of your touch while you are away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   I dream of your smile all through the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   I remember the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   You came into my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   I dream of the day I will be your wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                    I dream of the day I can fall asleep next to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   I dream of the day I can say I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   To be your wife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   To be together for life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   Is a dream I have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                   Every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-525022131143243373?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/525022131143243373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-are-always-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/525022131143243373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/525022131143243373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-are-always-there.html' title='You Are Always There'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKg4nNwBd_I/AAAAAAAAApY/vIiGL0gVA4E/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4437154836524402638</id><published>2010-10-03T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:30:05.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WiLl YoU sTiLl LoVe Me ToMorRoW?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKgw2f2GDsI/AAAAAAAAApQ/C_yPNO62x40/s1600/sss.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKgw2f2GDsI/AAAAAAAAApQ/C_yPNO62x40/s320/sss.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523718655789371074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight you're mine completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You give your love so sweetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of love is in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But will you love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is this a lasting treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or just a moment's pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can I believe the magic of your sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight with words unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You said that I'm the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But will my heart be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meets the morning sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd like to know that your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is just a love I'm sure of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So tell me now and I won't ask again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So tell me now and I won't ask again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Will you still love me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4437154836524402638?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4437154836524402638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/will-you-still-love-me-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4437154836524402638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4437154836524402638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/will-you-still-love-me-tomorrow.html' title='WiLl YoU sTiLl LoVe Me ToMorRoW?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKgw2f2GDsI/AAAAAAAAApQ/C_yPNO62x40/s72-c/sss.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7933908864562431851</id><published>2010-10-02T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:16:36.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKgto6bEzCI/AAAAAAAAApI/n9Z-R4tgO0Y/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKgto6bEzCI/AAAAAAAAApI/n9Z-R4tgO0Y/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523715123870747682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A gentle word like a spark of light,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   Illuminates my soul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   And as each sound goes deeper,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   It's YOU that makes me whole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no corner, no dark place,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   YOUR LOVE cannot fill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   And if the world starts causing waves,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   It's your devotion that makes them still&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                    And yes you always speak to me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   In sweet honesty and truth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   Your caring heart keeps out the rain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                    So thank you my Love for being there,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   For supporting me, my life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   I'll do the same for you, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7933908864562431851?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7933908864562431851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/your-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7933908864562431851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7933908864562431851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/your-love.html' title='your Love'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKgto6bEzCI/AAAAAAAAApI/n9Z-R4tgO0Y/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-308346899281518732</id><published>2010-10-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:41:52.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i love u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKglVnDVoeI/AAAAAAAAApA/0BKt9UvsftA/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKglVnDVoeI/AAAAAAAAApA/0BKt9UvsftA/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523705996160377314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Every time I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; I'm reminded of the reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; why I love you from the depth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; of my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; And I wonder what I'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; do without you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; without your healing smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; your words of faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; the caring and sensitive way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; you touch me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; lifting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; just when I need it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; Without you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; what would I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; What would I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; I can't imagine existing in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; a world where someone doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; love me the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; You're the only one who ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; understood me and accepted me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; And I think you're nothing short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; of amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; Your love always has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; and always will be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; life's greatest gift to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-308346899281518732?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/308346899281518732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-love-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/308346899281518732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/308346899281518732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-love-u.html' title='Why i love u'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TKglVnDVoeI/AAAAAAAAApA/0BKt9UvsftA/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5396957291864430818</id><published>2010-09-16T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T04:08:46.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thoughts flow through my head,&lt;img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-1049" style="margin: 5px;" title="Change of Heart" src="http://www.poetryoflife.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Change-of-Heart-300x263.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="263" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i wait to find the place where i belong,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in line for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;My patience slowly ebbing away;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Searching for a way to find that special place for me,&lt;br /&gt;That place where i can fly, the place where i feel free,&lt;br /&gt;That place thats my own, the place where im totally&lt;br /&gt;Free is right by your side, when its just you and me;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Challenges i met along the way,&lt;br /&gt;Embrace my life with trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;But, a changed person, i am today;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly the world is different,&lt;br /&gt;The world is new,&lt;br /&gt;The world is a place&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for me and you;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And suddenly everything fits,&lt;br /&gt;The world seems like a perfect place,&lt;br /&gt;I’m no longer alone,&lt;br /&gt;And my life doesn’t seem to be such a waste;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://www.poetryoflife.com/change-of-heart/#ixzz0zgomG6j0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5396957291864430818?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5396957291864430818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/09/change-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5396957291864430818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5396957291864430818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/09/change-of-heart.html' title='Change of Heart'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1252499881373229049</id><published>2010-09-16T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:19:23.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TJHS63tOeNI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fejlKJraXUc/s1600/love.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TJHS63tOeNI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fejlKJraXUc/s320/love.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517422927333456082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i want to live    &lt;br /&gt;some days i wish it’s over     &lt;br /&gt;some days i long to see     &lt;br /&gt;some days i wait to die;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i think i am fine    &lt;br /&gt;some days i believe i have a problem     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am strong     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am weak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i am closer to truth    &lt;br /&gt;some days it seems far far away     &lt;br /&gt;some days i think i understand     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am just lost;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i just wish    &lt;br /&gt;everything would disappear     &lt;br /&gt;some days i just hope     &lt;br /&gt;you could be near;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i have a feeling    &lt;br /&gt;one day everything     &lt;br /&gt;will be alright     &lt;br /&gt;and that day is closer     &lt;br /&gt;than ever;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;- – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://www.poetryoflife.com/some-days/#ixzz0zg2TGeoI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1252499881373229049?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1252499881373229049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1252499881373229049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1252499881373229049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-days.html' title='Some Days'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TJHS63tOeNI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fejlKJraXUc/s72-c/love.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8575472676298353032</id><published>2010-09-15T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:51:51.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TJHMae6I2eI/AAAAAAAAAow/aSS-1lVpds0/s1600/Crying_girl_by_Saniika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TJHMae6I2eI/AAAAAAAAAow/aSS-1lVpds0/s320/Crying_girl_by_Saniika.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517415773851146722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Grey sky looming above,    &lt;br /&gt;rain drops still dripping down     &lt;br /&gt;from the pregnant clouds above,     &lt;br /&gt;we set out on our journey once again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;around and around we go    &lt;br /&gt;in slow circles, moving     &lt;br /&gt;to the beat of the thunder     &lt;br /&gt;and rain that surrounds us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;as the droplets hit the ground,    &lt;br /&gt;shattered realizations lay scattered     &lt;br /&gt;reminding me nothing is same     &lt;br /&gt;as it seems to be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;as another memory turns to dust    &lt;br /&gt;i cut the lifeline that attaches me to the past     &lt;br /&gt;and i shove it back into the depths     &lt;br /&gt;where nothing will ever bring it back alive;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the rain does nothing to stop our journey,    &lt;br /&gt;never forgetting, who we are     &lt;br /&gt;we walk these streets of madness,     &lt;br /&gt;knowing that,without each-other…..     &lt;br /&gt;we are simply incomplete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://www.poetryoflife.com/incomplete/#ixzz0zfjZjAGm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8575472676298353032?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8575472676298353032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/09/incomplete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8575472676298353032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8575472676298353032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/09/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TJHMae6I2eI/AAAAAAAAAow/aSS-1lVpds0/s72-c/Crying_girl_by_Saniika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6507981470347274302</id><published>2010-07-20T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T05:01:48.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is as good as you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEWQBd05j4I/AAAAAAAAAog/H_uAm0NefcQ/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEWQBd05j4I/AAAAAAAAAog/H_uAm0NefcQ/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495957275136331650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing i can every do will be better then loving you. With all your nice ways. All i can think about is how much i  loving you. Nothing  i can ever do will mean as much as you do. Like a never ending dream, I  hope to never be seen. Nothing i can every do will make me as happy as  you do. The need for your touch keeps the cuts deeper, the sadness of  missing you makes me so blue. Nothing i can ever do will keep me away  from you. Just like Siemens twins where stuck like glue. Gloomy sky's  night and day no sun shine to take my pain away, then you appeared out  of the darkness to turn my life right. Nothing will ever give me the  high that u do. Take me over ill be  your fool. Nothing i can every do  will be as good as loving you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6507981470347274302?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6507981470347274302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing-is-as-good-as-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6507981470347274302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6507981470347274302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing-is-as-good-as-you.html' title='Nothing is as good as you.'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEWQBd05j4I/AAAAAAAAAog/H_uAm0NefcQ/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-346402155629780713</id><published>2010-07-19T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:02:37.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With tears in my eyes, I moved on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEVJukOTDwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cHnUdmtoXUU/s1600/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEVJukOTDwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cHnUdmtoXUU/s320/tears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495879984622014210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I falls on my knees, and the worlds weight follow soon after.&lt;br /&gt;the tears that drop down like ice, froze me like a sculpture&lt;br /&gt;I sobs and weeps, was released at last&lt;br /&gt;But still... I couldn't let go of the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears that falls, that I wasted.&lt;br /&gt;The voices that I screamed.&lt;br /&gt;The rain was louder.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared, and alone.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to walk tall.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be brave and strong.&lt;br /&gt;With tears in my eyes, I moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With My face held up high&lt;br /&gt;from the dead, I spawn&lt;br /&gt;I spread My wings, I fly&lt;br /&gt;Even with tears in My eyes, I moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cracks in my heart, are never gone&lt;br /&gt;The hollow holes were never filled&lt;br /&gt;I never stop to think, I knows I should have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;To replace the time, that was killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the heartache in my head&lt;br /&gt;I seem to forget&lt;br /&gt;The way out behind the dread&lt;br /&gt;There's always a friend, to see the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were proud to call Me a  friend.&lt;br /&gt;for I am strong and brave&lt;br /&gt;They will always be there till the end&lt;br /&gt;in the end, till they reach their grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my distance&lt;br /&gt;they kept me close&lt;br /&gt;cause friendship is an essence&lt;br /&gt;a light in the darkness that glows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-346402155629780713?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/346402155629780713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/with-tears-in-my-eyes-i-moved-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/346402155629780713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/346402155629780713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/with-tears-in-my-eyes-i-moved-on.html' title='With tears in my eyes, I moved on'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEVJukOTDwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cHnUdmtoXUU/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8911517443024301587</id><published>2010-07-19T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:28:42.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF ever I could tell you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEUz8U0fykI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FjOfouPwnEE/s1600/n51sfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEUz8U0fykI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FjOfouPwnEE/s320/n51sfa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495856031749622338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;If ever I could tell you the way that I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Show you what's broken and the heart that will never heal.&lt;br /&gt;If ever I could make you see that I can't live without,&lt;br /&gt;But even with you around I feel like I've been split apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I could tell you that it's always been about you,&lt;br /&gt;You've changed so much it's hard to tell the distant past I knew.&lt;br /&gt;If ever I could express the feelings buried in my heart so deep,&lt;br /&gt;Would you really listen to me and stop the tears I weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time it's the same old story going round and round again,&lt;br /&gt;Can't take to see myself break apart - not again.&lt;br /&gt;Why's it so hard for you to see things the way I do,&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in your own world making silly excuses I always knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I was the fool to give my heart away,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you'd be the one guy that would give me renewed hope each day.&lt;br /&gt;And as I cling silently, tears falling down my face,&lt;br /&gt;I know that nothing will ever be the way it was - it's just a hopeless  case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why does my heart not see the truth that shines through my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was a mistake to come back - all that resounds are lies.&lt;br /&gt;An aching heart will continue to grieve,&lt;br /&gt;The pain so strong it's hard to leave,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting what once was that will never be.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps foolish are those that crave for a love,&lt;br /&gt;That duly not respected will break one in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mistake, this time round.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot walk back if every word I utter leaves no sound.&lt;br /&gt;False dreams and hopes burnt with every word said,&lt;br /&gt;If this was the way it was going to end then I wish You had not led,&lt;br /&gt;My feet into his direction if all that was meant for me was pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wash away the memories,&lt;br /&gt;And burn his name from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to remember,&lt;br /&gt;It's time to end that which you could never start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8911517443024301587?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8911517443024301587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-ever-i-could-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8911517443024301587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8911517443024301587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-ever-i-could-tell-you.html' title='IF ever I could tell you...'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEUz8U0fykI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FjOfouPwnEE/s72-c/n51sfa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7633562075004995387</id><published>2010-07-17T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:31:03.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEKth3s4bNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/9-iOltHL67U/s1600/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEKth3s4bNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/9-iOltHL67U/s320/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495145292744912082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;a river of Ur thoughts has flooded my mind&lt;br /&gt;a shiver of sorts  has shaken up  my spine&lt;br /&gt;we shared all the smiles and the tears&lt;br /&gt;your single gleam fended off all my fears&lt;br /&gt;on the sands of time, i tread alone&lt;br /&gt;on a path, full of thorns and stone&lt;br /&gt;i experience a pain hitherto unknown&lt;br /&gt;that stays with me when i am alone&lt;br /&gt;i stand alone even when in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just lie in my shroud&lt;br /&gt;my love for u knew no constraints&lt;br /&gt;inside me your memory never fades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7633562075004995387?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7633562075004995387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7633562075004995387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7633562075004995387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/07/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/TEKth3s4bNI/AAAAAAAAAoI/9-iOltHL67U/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2934662898592463849</id><published>2010-04-27T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T04:53:20.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9bQF0hiDiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0pHc3QXGc6Q/s1600/3d_Buttrfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9bQF0hiDiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0pHc3QXGc6Q/s320/3d_Buttrfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464783996277886498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Time, if I had all the time in the world I would have absolutely nothing&lt;br /&gt;It  is not time itself that makes your life worth something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the  time that I have I will be a kinder, gentler and more giving&lt;br /&gt;I will  take advantage of all the time I have to show more joy, I will be living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  will take the time that I have to listen more intently&lt;br /&gt;I will  respond and speak more wisely and more softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time that I  have I will share it with those whom I love&lt;br /&gt;Because I have no idea  how much time I have, that is up to God above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time that I  have I will devote my self to God through Christ&lt;br /&gt;I will respect the  word of God because without him I have no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Time that I  have I will love and honor my love in all that I do&lt;br /&gt;I do this out of  love, a devoted and never ending love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time that I  have I will share a passion for a blessed and positive life&lt;br /&gt;I will  make the time to share my love with my one greatest blessing, my  love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time that we have together I will lift you  up in spirit and to God I will pray&lt;br /&gt;That you have health, kindness  and love as part of your blessing each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2934662898592463849?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2934662898592463849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-had-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2934662898592463849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2934662898592463849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-had-time.html' title='If I Had TIME'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9bQF0hiDiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0pHc3QXGc6Q/s72-c/3d_Buttrfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-376806105657319086</id><published>2010-04-27T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T04:41:50.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Two Of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9bL_1bU85I/AAAAAAAAAn4/vwOZnoWAeMo/s1600/age.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9bL_1bU85I/AAAAAAAAAn4/vwOZnoWAeMo/s320/age.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464779495394571154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I knew what has become of the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We used to talk, now I  can’t speak no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m told I speak way to loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing I have to  say ever comes out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I knew what has become of the  two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We used to have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we can’t stand to be around one  another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All we ever seem to do is fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I knew what has  become of the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We used to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I’ll I want to do  is cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You no longer hold me in your arms at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I  knew what has become of the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We spoke of the future quite  often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now it just seems bleak and blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We no longer have the  sunshine that is so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I knew what has become of the  two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We don’t seem to see eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It feels like we move  only mechanically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn’t look like there any hope in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  wish I knew what has become of the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing seems the same  at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have we gotten to old to love one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has our marriage  lost it’s delight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-376806105657319086?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/376806105657319086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/376806105657319086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/376806105657319086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-of-us.html' title='The Two Of Us'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9bL_1bU85I/AAAAAAAAAn4/vwOZnoWAeMo/s72-c/age.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-3967158994712915168</id><published>2010-04-27T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T03:33:15.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so much shorter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9a9IoI9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gCy7gITTe8o/s1600/Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9a9IoI9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gCy7gITTe8o/s320/Life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464763153772274978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is so much shorter&lt;br /&gt;Than a hundred years lets on&lt;br /&gt;When you  don't try to live it right&lt;br /&gt;And a hundred years have gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loneliness  takes years away&lt;br /&gt;So love whenever you can&lt;br /&gt;Say the things you need  to say&lt;br /&gt;Hold your lover's hand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give away the things you want&lt;br /&gt;Use  wisely what you need&lt;br /&gt;Be happy with what God has sent&lt;br /&gt;Make a  million memories&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make others want to be like you&lt;br /&gt;To accomplish  the feats you have&lt;br /&gt;Make somebody's dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Be a loving  mom or dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treat the world around you&lt;br /&gt;With respect and dignity&lt;br /&gt;Give  your children a better chance&lt;br /&gt;To live long and be happy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be  proud of everything you've done&lt;br /&gt;And what others have helped you do&lt;br /&gt;Show  your daughters and your sons&lt;br /&gt;It's made a better man of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A  meaningful hundred years you'll make&lt;br /&gt;In this passionate life you'll  live&lt;br /&gt;A hundred meaningful years it'll take&lt;br /&gt;To give all that you  long to give&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-3967158994712915168?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/3967158994712915168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-so-much-shorter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/3967158994712915168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/3967158994712915168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-so-much-shorter.html' title='Life is so much shorter'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9a9IoI9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gCy7gITTe8o/s72-c/Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1544713245910424022</id><published>2010-04-27T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T03:02:12.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9a1vusNR6I/AAAAAAAAAno/Xo4yuArh_vk/s1600/nice-chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9a1vusNR6I/AAAAAAAAAno/Xo4yuArh_vk/s320/nice-chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464755029452605346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;If you think you are beaten, you are.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;If you think you dare not, you don’t.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;If you like to win, but you think you can’t,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;It is almost certain you won’t.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;For out in the world we find,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Success begins with a fellow’s will—&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;It’s all in the state of mind.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;If you think you are outclassed, you are,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;You’ve got to think high to rise,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;You’ve got to be sure of yourself before&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;You can never ever win a prize.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Life’s battles don’t always go&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;To the stronger or faster Woman,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;but soon or late the Woman who wins&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Is THE WOMAN WHO THINKS HE CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1544713245910424022?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1544713245910424022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1544713245910424022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1544713245910424022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you.html' title='IF You'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S9a1vusNR6I/AAAAAAAAAno/Xo4yuArh_vk/s72-c/nice-chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6790317833362855441</id><published>2010-04-18T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:09:06.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Tell Me You Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8roQFT02GI/AAAAAAAAAng/LsyBFLwtfZ0/s1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8roQFT02GI/AAAAAAAAAng/LsyBFLwtfZ0/s320/57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461432861141031010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't tell me you love me if you are not sincere&lt;br /&gt;For a lie that strong can ruin my life and bring on a new fear.&lt;br /&gt;Fear to be loved, fear to love ever again&lt;br /&gt;It can cause my fragile heart to break, tear and bend.&lt;br /&gt;Think of all in life that will be missed&lt;br /&gt;because of one small broken promise&lt;br /&gt;So, when I put all of my trust deep within you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me you love me, unless you truly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6790317833362855441?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6790317833362855441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-tell-me-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6790317833362855441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6790317833362855441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-tell-me-you-love-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Tell Me You Love Me'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8roQFT02GI/AAAAAAAAAng/LsyBFLwtfZ0/s72-c/57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8666770483210515657</id><published>2010-04-18T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:51:27.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighting Your Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rkG_rCZCI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ZQW3tIS2Jvs/s1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rkG_rCZCI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ZQW3tIS2Jvs/s320/57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461428306962441250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If I was one thing, I'd be a candle&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the way so you can handle&lt;br /&gt;Your life easier without woes&lt;br /&gt;Not having to fight with your foes.&lt;br /&gt;I'd help keep you from stumbling over&lt;br /&gt;Things blocking your path to an open door.&lt;br /&gt;If I light your path, life is easier,&lt;br /&gt;Even strong winds, my light will not deter.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;To cheer you up when you are blue.&lt;br /&gt;Do not fret when times get tough,&lt;br /&gt;If things look down or kind of rough.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, I'm always here,&lt;br /&gt;In your heart, close and near.&lt;br /&gt;I will help you out in every way,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness and love in your heart will stay.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blow me out, that's one request&lt;br /&gt;Unless it's me you do detest.&lt;br /&gt;I do not try to hurt anyone&lt;br /&gt;That isn't good or any fun.&lt;br /&gt;But one day you may leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;You may no longer need my light to shine.&lt;br /&gt;If that day comes, go on your way&lt;br /&gt;And I will hope to see you again one day.&lt;br /&gt;If one day, I don't appear,&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry, do not fear&lt;br /&gt;I may be gone, but in your heart&lt;br /&gt;The light I gave you did not depart.&lt;br /&gt;It will be there forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;To always bring happiness and light your way.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell for now, I'm needed elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;If your path grows dark, in your heart, I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm really not gone, just not seen,&lt;br /&gt;I would not leave, I'm not that mean.&lt;br /&gt;Only one simple request that I must say,&lt;br /&gt;Please, never forget those who lit your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8666770483210515657?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8666770483210515657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/lighting-your-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8666770483210515657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8666770483210515657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/lighting-your-way.html' title='Lighting Your Way'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rkG_rCZCI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ZQW3tIS2Jvs/s72-c/57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5157112901517309869</id><published>2010-04-18T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:51:00.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rV79IJLaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/d3DWrQf4OoA/s1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rV79IJLaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/d3DWrQf4OoA/s320/57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461412724137864610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was thinking of us last night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And the times we shared&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; How good we were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But now we are apart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yet we still have our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dreams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For in our Dreams we are together&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Holding hands on the beach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Talking all night under the silver moon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kissing and holding each other tight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dreams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For no matter the distance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Or the obstacle I will always belong to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For we are meant for each other&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not only in reality, but also in our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5157112901517309869?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5157112901517309869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5157112901517309869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5157112901517309869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rV79IJLaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/d3DWrQf4OoA/s72-c/57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-511126595354528619</id><published>2010-04-17T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:00:29.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rKAQD1C0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bfZbiRsONNs/s1600/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rKAQD1C0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bfZbiRsONNs/s320/56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461399603799984962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You look so peaceful lying there&lt;br /&gt;With your hands folded upon your chest.&lt;br /&gt;You look like you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;But you are at eternal rest.&lt;br /&gt;So Long For Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone special passes on&lt;br /&gt;It does not mean they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;Though they are no longer with us&lt;br /&gt;Their memory still lives on.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to lose a friend -&lt;br /&gt;Especially one that is trustworthy and kind.&lt;br /&gt;You will always have a special place in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever until the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;I will not say "Good-bye".&lt;br /&gt;This is not the end.&lt;br /&gt;So I will just say, "So long..."&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-511126595354528619?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/511126595354528619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/511126595354528619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/511126595354528619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-long.html' title='So Long'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8rKAQD1C0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bfZbiRsONNs/s72-c/56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1045603955986225435</id><published>2010-04-12T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:43:51.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE LAST WORD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QSmJ1_5qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/e28kp4nmh6A/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QSmJ1_5qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/e28kp4nmh6A/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509094966617762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Sitting in silence,&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;Not able to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Because of our stupid fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love now lost,&lt;br /&gt;So much pain,&lt;br /&gt;Its not all about you,&lt;br /&gt;Dont be so vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are mixed,&lt;br /&gt;Im wondering if ever,&lt;br /&gt;Things will be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad,&lt;br /&gt;As you walked out the door,&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship broken,&lt;br /&gt;But I couldnt take any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want us to end,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Ill always love you,&lt;br /&gt;But cant let it show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too complicated,&lt;br /&gt;And will always be,&lt;br /&gt;I love you to bits,&lt;br /&gt;But you cant be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I believe in fate,&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for god,&lt;br /&gt;To find my sole mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Im crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Even insane,&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in this,&lt;br /&gt;And have no shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Im not right with you,&lt;br /&gt;Now Im saying goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;What else can I do?&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1045603955986225435?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1045603955986225435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-last-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1045603955986225435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1045603955986225435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-last-word.html' title='ONE LAST WORD'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QSmJ1_5qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/e28kp4nmh6A/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2101404220531063362</id><published>2010-04-12T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:20:49.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW I UNDERSTAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QNMGvjMGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/AQwLqGABz6U/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QNMGvjMGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/AQwLqGABz6U/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459503149899526242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Now I understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;the past is where you live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;you don't want to change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;to forget- your memories of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;now I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;the songs you loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;that I sang for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;kept your love for Him alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;...I just sang the tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;now I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I was your shelter from the storm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;a place to come to get well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;loved, safe and warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;now I understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;how little I knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't want to know, anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;it's better to let you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2101404220531063362?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2101404220531063362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-i-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2101404220531063362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2101404220531063362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/now-i-understand.html' title='NOW I UNDERSTAND'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QNMGvjMGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/AQwLqGABz6U/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8045355521592281283</id><published>2010-04-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:09:27.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE FORGIVE ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QKfOPP74I/AAAAAAAAAmw/sBHf85CHiRo/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QKfOPP74I/AAAAAAAAAmw/sBHf85CHiRo/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459500179794161538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;You tell me not to feel so sad,&lt;br /&gt;But then I go and cry.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me, “keep your chin up”&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like I could die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Was when I made that choice.&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel you hold me,&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me softly calling?&lt;br /&gt;Can you taste my sour tears?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know my biggest fears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid you still don’t love me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid you won’t return.&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid to show my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I have this inner burn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inferno of my sadness,&lt;br /&gt;They are the fires of death.&lt;br /&gt;They burn here deep within me,&lt;br /&gt;And pierce my every breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would stay with me,&lt;br /&gt;Please, don’t go away.&lt;br /&gt;I need to know you love me,&lt;br /&gt;And I need for you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love you for eternity,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love you for all time.&lt;br /&gt;Just stay forever in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;Again... just, please, be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you’re gone for good,&lt;br /&gt;And never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see I’ve been replaced,&lt;br /&gt;You haven’t lost your knack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always could move on so fast,&lt;br /&gt;It crippled me to see.&lt;br /&gt;You could always turn around,&lt;br /&gt;And walk away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned back only once to say,&lt;br /&gt;“I will be back, don’t cry.”&lt;br /&gt;You took away my heart and soul,&lt;br /&gt;And now... I fear I’ll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to come back to me, dear.&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you say,&lt;br /&gt;“I told you I’d be back sometime,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve loved you till today.”&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8045355521592281283?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8045355521592281283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-forgive-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8045355521592281283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8045355521592281283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-forgive-me.html' title='PLEASE FORGIVE ME'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8QKfOPP74I/AAAAAAAAAmw/sBHf85CHiRo/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1769418043896581931</id><published>2010-04-12T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:21:45.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8P_XDCgDOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v6byjlPa-L0/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8P_XDCgDOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v6byjlPa-L0/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459487944721042658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Love is a thing shared by two&lt;br /&gt;Love is what you feel for me and you&lt;br /&gt;Love is precious when its shared&lt;br /&gt;Love is danger when its dared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love wanders and searches for the one&lt;br /&gt;Love plays and just do it for fun&lt;br /&gt;Love lets you hear love songs to emote&lt;br /&gt;Love lets you make sweet poems &amp;amp; a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes the world go around&lt;br /&gt;Love makes us happy if the one we love&lt;br /&gt;is finally found&lt;br /&gt;Love turns the world upside down&lt;br /&gt;Love cheers us never with a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Love sacrifices and says goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Love has its own reason and time&lt;br /&gt;Love can make someone you love "mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes a person kiss&lt;br /&gt;Love makes a person miss&lt;br /&gt;Love is experienced by all&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers when you fall.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1769418043896581931?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1769418043896581931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1769418043896581931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1769418043896581931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-love.html' title='WHAT&apos;S LOVE?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8P_XDCgDOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v6byjlPa-L0/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4504325813172146413</id><published>2010-04-12T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:32:32.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LMc0nLE9I/AAAAAAAAAmg/9_8cgTWjOaU/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LMc0nLE9I/AAAAAAAAAmg/9_8cgTWjOaU/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459150493857813458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories flowing in my head,Sometimes makes me  feel dead.Crushed in the heart, But needs to start,Forgetting the bad times That happened in the past.But some memories don't last.Just pray,  that today, The bad memories go away.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4504325813172146413?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4504325813172146413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4504325813172146413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4504325813172146413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LMc0nLE9I/AAAAAAAAAmg/9_8cgTWjOaU/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6730195331656717675</id><published>2010-04-12T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:18:17.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LJIinGCtI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hUaBDb7Hg_k/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LJIinGCtI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hUaBDb7Hg_k/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459146846893378258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;his world we live in may look in order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but  if you look again you will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the world is full of &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is all around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;we can't help but inflict it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it  can't be avoided,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;hurt&lt;/a&gt; for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's just the way it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there is  no way to eliminate &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;only to embrace it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;in your &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;  you only see what you can handle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if you saw any more you'd go insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;true  &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is unbearable, you can't live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is needed for some things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's just the way it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More  reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; without &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More  reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; with out living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More  reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; comes and &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More  reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; goes, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is forever, your heart gets torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;out and thrown to  the curb even if the person who did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't know.  you feel as  though you never want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;feel again. when you feel this way you know  how &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;Pain&lt;/a&gt; is mostly a state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if you can put it behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;you,  you can feel whole again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like I say the only &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is not knowing what &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cause until then every thing will &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;hurt&lt;/a&gt; you more than it should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when you know true &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; the past will not matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing will matter, for  then you'll be dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6730195331656717675?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6730195331656717675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6730195331656717675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6730195331656717675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-world.html' title='This World'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LJIinGCtI/AAAAAAAAAmY/hUaBDb7Hg_k/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4301907230668392981</id><published>2010-04-11T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:52:43.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYER ANSWERED,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LDLtzvNDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/AM-hXlUacAo/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LDLtzvNDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/AM-hXlUacAo/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459140304369038386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Everyone is born for someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       Not everyone gets to know that someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       As the clock ticks by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       Loneliness stares in the face&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       On my knee I pray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       Oh GOD; when that someone comes my way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       Give me the strength and courage to accept &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       That this someone is mine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;       My prayer Answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4301907230668392981?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4301907230668392981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer-answered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4301907230668392981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4301907230668392981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/prayer-answered.html' title='PRAYER ANSWERED,'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LDLtzvNDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/AM-hXlUacAo/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6524460803131996529</id><published>2010-04-11T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:47:16.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE COLOUR OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LBgVqp9jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-rlzDjVkdcA/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LBgVqp9jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-rlzDjVkdcA/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459138459642492466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The co lour of love is blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No, it is Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There you go again, you are wr&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;       The co lour of love is pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Perhaps you are all right, perhaps not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I saw love in the proud mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As her baby is breast fed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I see love when I behold the cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Where God gave up his life for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I saw the co lour of love when I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Yes! The co lour of love is ....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6524460803131996529?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6524460803131996529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/colour-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6524460803131996529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6524460803131996529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/colour-of-love.html' title='THE COLOUR OF LOVE'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8LBgVqp9jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-rlzDjVkdcA/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6610993217613533288</id><published>2010-04-11T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:38:24.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Was There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8K_zMpIFgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/d8exkpTSGrc/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8K_zMpIFgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/d8exkpTSGrc/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459136584614417922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I was there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       To kiss you Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       I wish I was there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       To hold you so tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       I wish I was there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       To gaze into your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       And wonder why angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Have come to this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       I wish I was there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       To talk all night long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Or sit in the presence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Of the one that I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       I wish I was there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       To tell you I care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       I wish I was there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       To tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       "You captured my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       And "You'll always be there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6610993217613533288?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6610993217613533288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-i-was-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6610993217613533288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6610993217613533288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-i-was-there.html' title='I Wish I Was There'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8K_zMpIFgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/d8exkpTSGrc/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8011035119941568508</id><published>2010-04-11T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:00:02.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8K2uwh9iPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eaKp-vxZGsk/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8K2uwh9iPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eaKp-vxZGsk/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459126612744046834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;I sit here watching&lt;br /&gt;the twinkle of the stars,&lt;br /&gt;the full moon in its beauty,&lt;br /&gt;in the cool night breeze;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;as the gentle breeze tried to play a lullaby,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes just refused to pay heed,&lt;br /&gt;drowned in thoughts of you,&lt;br /&gt;my mind was as fresh as it can be;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;all these times, all those moments,&lt;br /&gt;i can’t believe how i let go&lt;br /&gt;i can’t understand why i didn’t say&lt;br /&gt;what my heart was crying out loud;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;I’m always thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;thinking of expressing myself&lt;br /&gt;but my words&lt;br /&gt;when I look at you, when i speak with you&lt;br /&gt;It always ends up to one thing&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t think of&lt;br /&gt;the right words to say;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;if only the wind could carry&lt;br /&gt;the unrevealed emotions&lt;br /&gt;that my heart is crying out every night,&lt;br /&gt;i would send it as my messenger right away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;should I tell you&lt;br /&gt;how awful it feels&lt;br /&gt;giving off our time alone&lt;br /&gt;don’t you feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;when your eyes lock with mine?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;sometimes life can be deceiving&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;it’s always better when we’re together,&lt;br /&gt;promises, i don't make&lt;br /&gt;of the riches and wealth,&lt;br /&gt;all i have and all that i can&lt;br /&gt;give you is my love&lt;br /&gt;for as long as i am alive&lt;br /&gt;to cement our future&lt;br /&gt;to make our dreams come true!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8011035119941568508?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8011035119941568508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8011035119941568508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8011035119941568508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-together.html' title='we are together'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8K2uwh9iPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eaKp-vxZGsk/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1075514857098152927</id><published>2010-04-05T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:56:39.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Until we meet .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8Kn9Jwef7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Zjo9m7cyUp0/s1600/Waiting_for_You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8Kn9Jwef7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Zjo9m7cyUp0/s320/Waiting_for_You.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459110367359565746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My nights will be a little colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My days a little shorter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart will beat a little less rapid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that my arms will be empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind hurting from the constant thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minutes will seem to be hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hours will seem to be months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;While months will seem like eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The stars in the sky will not affect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;with its gleaming sparkles of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until I am gazing at them in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until it is you that I share the my food with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Until we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will not feel whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My world will seem incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until that wonderful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When our eyes make first contact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And our bodies and souls collide in blissful whirlwind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The words will roll off my tongue like a sweet love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hello, my love, I couldn't wait to meet y&lt;/span&gt;ou."     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1075514857098152927?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1075514857098152927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/until-we-meet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1075514857098152927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1075514857098152927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/until-we-meet.html' title='Until we meet .'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S8Kn9Jwef7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Zjo9m7cyUp0/s72-c/Waiting_for_You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6151724628243368442</id><published>2010-04-05T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:53:10.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7raRVg_HBI/AAAAAAAAAlo/-A2aW2w5S1A/s1600/Jumping-for-Joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7raRVg_HBI/AAAAAAAAAlo/-A2aW2w5S1A/s320/Jumping-for-Joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456913889880906770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'ve been sitting around this life for years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Not enough laughs and too many tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Trying to figure out where it all went,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;These wasted years that I have spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Searching for something to go beyond,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Life's a stone skipping across a pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;At the last skip, it hits with a splash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Down the stone sinks, gone in a flash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pushing and pulling, it's tearing apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Poking and prodding an underused heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This dark velvet curtain that hides my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Living this life has taken it's toll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;In a flash of bright light, the curtain is torn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tumbling down all tattered and worn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Revealing new life, a child within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Born free of hate, of suffering and sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now my eyes see what has never been told,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Striving forth happy, confident and bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Into a world that's unfamiliar but friendly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Into this new life my spirit will send me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Living and laughing, loving it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I stood myself up and answered the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The darkness has gone, replaced by the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I gave up the darkness with hardly a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I've been sitting around this life for years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;With laughter aplenty and hardly a tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now I can see just where it all went,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cherish every moment of this new life I've spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6151724628243368442?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6151724628243368442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6151724628243368442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6151724628243368442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7raRVg_HBI/AAAAAAAAAlo/-A2aW2w5S1A/s72-c/Jumping-for-Joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6529277760168669089</id><published>2010-04-04T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T04:25:29.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Reminded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7h3Cr5Hf5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/quQ7vei6dNk/s1600/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7h3Cr5Hf5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/quQ7vei6dNk/s320/bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456241836585090962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As we lay there quiet,&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of all the reasons why I lust you.&lt;br /&gt;Your .......,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it teased at me seductively.&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it tempted me.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they seem to hypnotize me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As we sat there silent,&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of all the reasons why I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it brings such life into me.&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it makes everything okay.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they seem to read my thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; As we stand here now,&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of all the reasons why I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it confuses me.&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it seems to mock me.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they can look into mine and not feel a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6529277760168669089?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6529277760168669089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-reminded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6529277760168669089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6529277760168669089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-reminded.html' title='I Was Reminded'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7h3Cr5Hf5I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/quQ7vei6dNk/s72-c/bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-3599920835484388649</id><published>2010-04-04T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T03:48:39.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NUMB!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7hubn1YSJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/kQ2BTLSI1Gk/s1600/friends.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7hubn1YSJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/kQ2BTLSI1Gk/s320/friends.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456232369387751570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I open my mouth&lt;br /&gt;to scream but nothing comes out&lt;br /&gt;i try to hit the wall&lt;br /&gt;but i cant move&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry&lt;br /&gt;but no tears will form&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i fall to the floor&lt;br /&gt;unable to move,&lt;br /&gt;unable to feel and speak&lt;br /&gt;i have no emotion&lt;br /&gt;i lie here&lt;br /&gt;i lie here completely&lt;br /&gt;NUMB!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-3599920835484388649?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/3599920835484388649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/numb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/3599920835484388649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/3599920835484388649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/04/numb.html' title='NUMB!'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7hubn1YSJI/AAAAAAAAAlI/kQ2BTLSI1Gk/s72-c/friends.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2601929453188044752</id><published>2010-03-31T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:42:06.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Mm6mw6zzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZOJA2s4yBjg/s1600/dreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Mm6mw6zzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZOJA2s4yBjg/s320/dreaming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454746361955798834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Marriage is a great thing.. There are good times and bad times. It does  take work to make it work. But if you look up the word LOVE, its an  action word. Means you have to work at it. Like Marriage and Love they  both take work, some days it easier than others, someday you have to  give more than you receive. But what makes a good marriage Great is  knowing that at the end of the day your with the one you LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2601929453188044752?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2601929453188044752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/marriage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2601929453188044752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2601929453188044752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/marriage.html' title='Marriage ?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Mm6mw6zzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZOJA2s4yBjg/s72-c/dreaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7754581761952349764</id><published>2010-03-31T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:20:37.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Mh4DkodTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/izy3UnI5AFo/s1600/Of.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Mh4DkodTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/izy3UnI5AFo/s320/Of.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454740820591146290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it is better to leave them  broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7754581761952349764?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7754581761952349764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/relationships-are-like-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7754581761952349764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7754581761952349764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/relationships-are-like-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Mh4DkodTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/izy3UnI5AFo/s72-c/Of.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1224842106738033508</id><published>2010-03-31T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:08:10.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Me-OMtScI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NiL93n99xxk/s1600/you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Me-OMtScI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NiL93n99xxk/s320/you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454737627987921346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i need to know whats on his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;still i failed to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i need to know what makes him smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what makes him want to stay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and all his dreams i need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so i can insert something about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i need to know his favorite star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;coz i'd wish upon it with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wishing someday i could be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to share this night with himer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;they say wishes are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fools running a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;still I'd take my chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;being a fool with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1224842106738033508?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1224842106738033508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1224842106738033508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1224842106738033508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish.html' title='I Wish'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7Me-OMtScI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NiL93n99xxk/s72-c/you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2988684803393417774</id><published>2010-03-30T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T02:58:24.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think of me too?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7McrW2qpiI/AAAAAAAAAko/y6PE94jCRgU/s1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7McrW2qpiI/AAAAAAAAAko/y6PE94jCRgU/s320/31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454735104870622754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I think of you&lt;br /&gt;I begin to wonder&lt;br /&gt;Do you think of me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine you're next to me,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling me close,&lt;br /&gt;I feel your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;As you caress my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats fast,&lt;br /&gt;Pounding louder every second,&lt;br /&gt;I begin to tremble,&lt;br /&gt;As I taste your sweet lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that I gasp for air,&lt;br /&gt;To replace the breath that you just took away.&lt;br /&gt;My body and soul&lt;br /&gt;Are slipping into a heavenly bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Your hands are touching my every inch,&lt;br /&gt;With such ease and tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this moment to last,&lt;br /&gt;Not one second can escape,&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;But then I suddenly awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a dream,&lt;br /&gt;Just a desire,&lt;br /&gt;But in reality,&lt;br /&gt;You have set my heart on fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2988684803393417774?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2988684803393417774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-think-of-me-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2988684803393417774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2988684803393417774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-think-of-me-too.html' title='Do you think of me too?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S7McrW2qpiI/AAAAAAAAAko/y6PE94jCRgU/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6490278442600087127</id><published>2010-03-28T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T03:49:45.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why Give Up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S680N2G4XsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/tcQsEuH2zfY/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S680N2G4XsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/tcQsEuH2zfY/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453635086236278466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You do know,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That I can never,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Give up for trying,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;To make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;For you see,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It is not my nature,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;For to give up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;For as long,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;As I live and breathe,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I will try,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;To make you,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mine one and only sweetheart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6490278442600087127?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6490278442600087127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6490278442600087127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6490278442600087127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-give-up.html' title='&quot;Why Give Up&quot;'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S680N2G4XsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/tcQsEuH2zfY/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6812241348343880379</id><published>2010-03-28T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T03:30:51.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WHAT IS LOVE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S68vvMqyf6I/AAAAAAAAAkY/TGfvDLLwDAU/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S68vvMqyf6I/AAAAAAAAAkY/TGfvDLLwDAU/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453630161670012834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;What is love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;You are love at it  best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Just looking at you is  love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thinking about you is  love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Having you by my side,  is love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Being next to you is  love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt; Being there to help  you up, when you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Being there to share  your hope and dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Being there to help  take your fears away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;All this and more is  true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6812241348343880379?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6812241348343880379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6812241348343880379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6812241348343880379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-love.html' title='&quot;WHAT IS LOVE&quot;'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S68vvMqyf6I/AAAAAAAAAkY/TGfvDLLwDAU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5080796359592785669</id><published>2010-03-28T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T03:22:22.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S68tzGmJQ8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oO6dv-lm-zs/s1600/Moonlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S68tzGmJQ8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oO6dv-lm-zs/s320/Moonlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453628029736141762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do I tell you I'm sorry -&lt;br /&gt;With a gesture, a look, a touch?&lt;br /&gt;How is it I never realized&lt;br /&gt;I hurt you so very much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not ask forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;A comfort I'll never deserve.&lt;br /&gt;I merely want to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot find the nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finally confront you, face-to-face,&lt;br /&gt;To look you in the eye,&lt;br /&gt;To face your wrath, your apathy -&lt;br /&gt;Too terrified to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called me selfish, I turned away,&lt;br /&gt;I festered and I fled;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting and wounding and lashing out,&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if you bled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betraying and deceiving you,&lt;br /&gt;I surely had no right&lt;br /&gt;To snatch away such a precious gem;&lt;br /&gt;A dark thief in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years and forever passed&lt;br /&gt;To bring us to this day,&lt;br /&gt;When I present these simple words&lt;br /&gt;I never thought to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come, it's long past due,&lt;br /&gt;To put aside my fear;&lt;br /&gt;Would this confession torture you,&lt;br /&gt;Or have you longed to hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear those two forbidden words,&lt;br /&gt;To vanquish all the pain,&lt;br /&gt;To understand my dearest wish:&lt;br /&gt;To know you once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years aged me remarkably,&lt;br /&gt;Though they have not made me wise;&lt;br /&gt;I do know I erred irrevocably -&lt;br /&gt;For that I apologize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5080796359592785669?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5080796359592785669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5080796359592785669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5080796359592785669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S68tzGmJQ8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oO6dv-lm-zs/s72-c/Moonlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4394758813805090787</id><published>2010-03-27T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:03:54.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S67_QvK837I/AAAAAAAAAkI/ng7WXHrx44M/s1600/be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S67_QvK837I/AAAAAAAAAkI/ng7WXHrx44M/s320/be.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453576861797638066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;True love, so hard for to find,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;That one in a million&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;Oh why, is it so hard to find.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;Why oh why, i do not know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;Then when you find it,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;That love so pure and sweet,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;That one in a million woman,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;For what do you do,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;You do not just put one foot,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;But both feet you put into your mouth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;For why do you do this,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;For maybe it was meant for to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4394758813805090787?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4394758813805090787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4394758813805090787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4394758813805090787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/true.html' title='True..............'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S67_QvK837I/AAAAAAAAAkI/ng7WXHrx44M/s72-c/be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5528948769548603929</id><published>2010-03-27T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:35:19.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Find a GUY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S674gQIlx8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/yjfAHgGjxGE/s1600/dua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S674gQIlx8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/yjfAHgGjxGE/s320/dua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453569431762749378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,  who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars  and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you  sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show  you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in  front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup  on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how  lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says,  "that's ............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5528948769548603929?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5528948769548603929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/find-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5528948769548603929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5528948769548603929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/find-guy.html' title='Find a GUY'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S674gQIlx8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/yjfAHgGjxGE/s72-c/dua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-19801234238033473</id><published>2010-03-27T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:12:19.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AS we grow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S67yw7mk_AI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_FsVADeqGIA/s1600/Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S67yw7mk_AI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_FsVADeqGIA/s320/Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453563121239391234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="quote"&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person  that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have  your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with  your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry  because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much,  forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no  guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life  to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone  off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a  friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt,  and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or  fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second  you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get  back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-19801234238033473?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/19801234238033473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-we-grow-up-we-learn-that-even-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/19801234238033473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/19801234238033473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-we-grow-up-we-learn-that-even-one.html' title='AS we grow'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S67yw7mk_AI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_FsVADeqGIA/s72-c/Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7945514764768370009</id><published>2010-03-24T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T04:44:08.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Can Compare To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6n67QmfCzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ewqQqiy-so0/s1600/set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6n67QmfCzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ewqQqiy-so0/s320/set.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452164719884307250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The gentle breeze of the air around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The  sound of the ocean slowly rolling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;beauty&lt;/a&gt; of the  sunset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The feel of the sand as I walk along a beach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can never  compare to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sweet smell of a rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The kiss of the  snow as it falls to the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The bite of the rain as if falls on  me spinning in the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; of my &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/family-poetry.asp" title="read more of our best family poems  and  family quotes"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/friendship_poems.asp" title="Read more  poems about enduring friendships"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can never compare to  you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can compare to the way I feel for  you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The way I feel when I'm with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing can compare to  tour embrace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would give everything... to feel... this &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; you once  had for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; that is drifting farther away  from me everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; that seems to be my &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More  reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; my world, my  dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; for me... is all I need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because  nothing... can compare to you.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7945514764768370009?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7945514764768370009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-can-compare-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7945514764768370009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7945514764768370009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-can-compare-to-you.html' title='Nothing Can Compare To You'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6n67QmfCzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ewqQqiy-so0/s72-c/set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8339191112759115369</id><published>2010-03-24T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T04:24:54.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6n2aXjwbEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/5x86dzqmYeM/s1600/6a00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6n2aXjwbEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/5x86dzqmYeM/s320/6a00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452159756769717314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just,You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are that I can't explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There  is a lot of knowledge to gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think about you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh  how you stay in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish that I could tell you how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There  are things that to me appeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we hang out it's only for a little  wile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like that you like my smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are things that I  wish weren't so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are many things people don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We have a  lot in common that's nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just one thing that attracted me to you was  your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is something about you that is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When  I'm around you I get all tingly inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it's &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; but,  whatever it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8339191112759115369?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8339191112759115369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8339191112759115369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8339191112759115369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-you.html' title='Just You'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6n2aXjwbEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/5x86dzqmYeM/s72-c/6a00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-112009624121573769</id><published>2010-03-24T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T04:11:15.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6nzQThFYDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2JVVNY87IyA/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6nzQThFYDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2JVVNY87IyA/s320/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452156285351190578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is sitting on her bed,contemplating  everything you ever said,She's starring at the light from her CD player  that lights up red,wondering whatever went wrong.Then It hits her it  hits her hard.Nothing ever did.Because it was wrong from the  beginning.Giving her heart..the only thing she had left..after every  fight,she gave it to him..only to have it stabbed with a knife,now the &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad  poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; of a &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;first love&lt;/a&gt; is neverending.She's  crying now thinking on what to do next,her head tells her to let it  go..just over look it.But she can't the &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; is to much.Ever since she was  little she never really had anyone..to &lt;a onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; her,to  really comfort her she thought she found it but she was wrong.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-112009624121573769?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/112009624121573769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/112009624121573769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/112009624121573769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/wrong.html' title='Wrong'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6nzQThFYDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2JVVNY87IyA/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7432513928619350731</id><published>2010-03-24T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T03:43:37.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Tried</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6nsvVAWAnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/NwPIKnW1gj0/s1600/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6nsvVAWAnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/NwPIKnW1gj0/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452149121745289842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried not to let you see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just how much you  meant to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried not to let you in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But somehow you always  win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I'm trying not to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/nature-poems.asp" title="'Read more poems  about mother nature"&gt;fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not so easy to do on a broken  heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried not to care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that was impossible with you  always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried not to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/nature-poems.asp" title="'Read more poems  about mother nature"&gt;fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love   and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But how, I had No  clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I'm trying not to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/nature-poems.asp" title="'Read more poems  about mother nature"&gt;fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you've stolen every  splintered piece of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wasn't ready to say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why  did you believe in all the lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now she's the one you adore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leaving  me crushed to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm trying not to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return  LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/nature-poems.asp" title="'Read more poems about mother nature"&gt;fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not so  easy to do on a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7432513928619350731?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7432513928619350731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-tried.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7432513928619350731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7432513928619350731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-tried.html' title='I Tried'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S6nsvVAWAnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/NwPIKnW1gj0/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8848546258719100145</id><published>2010-03-14T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:16:10.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53ep1viboI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/s0VYn5KB2i4/s1600-h/429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53ep1viboI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/s0VYn5KB2i4/s320/429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448755934570638978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if someone you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if you think he's the one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But gave his ex a son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he promised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to do it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/best-friend-poems.asp" title="read more best friend poems  and  friendship quotes"&gt;best friend&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he made you his &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/family-poetry.asp" title="read more of our best family poems  and  family quotes"&gt;wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And controlled your whole &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if you told him how you felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he walked away without a doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he said he didn't care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; is unfair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he made you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And there was nobody to dry your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he treats you like nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when you say you're going to leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He treats you like something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he gave you his heart and just took yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he locked your heart up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you couldn't find the key?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if your &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/friendship_poems.asp" title="Read more poems about enduring friendships"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; said your &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; was on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he said everything was fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do if he gave you so much stress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you break down and confess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would you do?      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8848546258719100145?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8848546258719100145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-would-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8848546258719100145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8848546258719100145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-would-you-do.html' title='What Would You Do?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53ep1viboI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/s0VYn5KB2i4/s72-c/429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2275597466219537444</id><published>2010-03-14T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:13:44.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do YOU ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53PyRL7pBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UNqEexFq6DA/s1600-h/Fantasy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53PyRL7pBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UNqEexFq6DA/s320/Fantasy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448739586702025746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me for my personality? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or do you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me for my &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;beauty&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me for my joyfullness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or do you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me for my social status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you care for my feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or are you just playing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you miss me when i'm gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or are you off with another one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you care when i cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or will you just deny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you ever plan to tell me that you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or do you think i'm just a toy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you even know where i am in &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or do you think i'm &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;happy&lt;/a&gt;-dooodle-dandy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you even know i'm dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;or do you think i just disappeared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2275597466219537444?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2275597466219537444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2275597466219537444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2275597466219537444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you.html' title='Do YOU ?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53PyRL7pBI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UNqEexFq6DA/s72-c/Fantasy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-24028102948861820</id><published>2010-03-14T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:51:31.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever? Well I Have.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53KyholFJI/AAAAAAAAAjA/bWrY20DaW2Q/s1600-h/by.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53KyholFJI/AAAAAAAAAjA/bWrY20DaW2Q/s320/by.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448734093559010450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have You Ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been told what to do with your &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; and you can't take it any more and you just want to give up but you’re scared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you can go back a change the things you have done and hope that it wouldn't be like it is now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been told to go to counseling and then you do but i doesn't really help but then you still go to counseling just to make the person who put you in &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;happy&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever wondered what &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; would be like with that person you have lost in your &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt; and said to your self things would be different if that person was still here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever pondered what it would be like if you were to grow old by your self and then you got scared to grow old by your self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever felt &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; but it turned out that it couldn't be because you’re the one who is a mess and it couldn't happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever remembered only the bad in your past and it haunts you and you'll never forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I have and still do.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-24028102948861820?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/24028102948861820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-ever-well-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/24028102948861820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/24028102948861820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-ever-well-i-have.html' title='Have You Ever? Well I Have.'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53KyholFJI/AAAAAAAAAjA/bWrY20DaW2Q/s72-c/by.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1338406341823244561</id><published>2010-03-14T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:40:42.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what I have to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53IRa92zPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-LIGyYbCLag/s1600-h/dreamer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53IRa92zPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-LIGyYbCLag/s320/dreamer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448731325810265330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What I have to say is straight from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;You may not have known it yet,&lt;br /&gt;But i have loved you from the start,&lt;br /&gt;From the moment our eyes first met,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get to know you,&lt;br /&gt;Please believe everything I say,&lt;br /&gt;These feelings are so true,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel the same way,&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to make it official,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s be together,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how far we’ll go,&lt;br /&gt;But I hope it last forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1338406341823244561?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1338406341823244561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-have-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1338406341823244561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1338406341823244561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-have-to-say.html' title='what I have to say'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S53IRa92zPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-LIGyYbCLag/s72-c/dreamer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4858017728391691900</id><published>2010-03-14T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:42:13.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S526kIzcwoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3ThGnizpTpQ/s1600-h/print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S526kIzcwoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3ThGnizpTpQ/s320/print.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448716254189503106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;J&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;ust when you came along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ve been a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;from that day and now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyday, i kept on thinking. . .&lt;br /&gt;if you would ever think of me. .&lt;br /&gt;though i know it cant be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Every time i began to think of this,&lt;br /&gt;I just stop though it hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;You and me would never be.&lt;br /&gt;Like a fairytale with an ending so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="more-290"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;But even just this last time,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be a dreamer .&lt;br /&gt;whose thinking, .&lt;br /&gt;about you and me holding our&lt;br /&gt;hands together and free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Coz in dreams,&lt;br /&gt;is where i could only be free .&lt;br /&gt;a dreamer . .&lt;br /&gt;who hopes . .&lt;br /&gt;you’ll notice the way i feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4858017728391691900?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4858017728391691900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreamer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4858017728391691900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4858017728391691900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreamer.html' title='Dreamer'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S526kIzcwoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3ThGnizpTpQ/s72-c/print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5380960001943672692</id><published>2010-03-14T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:35:46.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love &amp; Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S525DtHvNGI/AAAAAAAAAio/oijVodjINVk/s1600-h/mmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S525DtHvNGI/AAAAAAAAAio/oijVodjINVk/s320/mmm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448714597490963554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;You really think you need it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Because after every time you are happy,&lt;br /&gt;there are times you are sad&lt;br /&gt;And everytime you think everything will be good,&lt;br /&gt;you know it wont&lt;br /&gt;Because there is always a time you know,&lt;br /&gt;nothing will be okay&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;you will get hurt,&lt;br /&gt;Every single time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; No matter how often you think,&lt;br /&gt;this time it´ll be different ,&lt;br /&gt;It will always be the same pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5380960001943672692?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5380960001943672692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5380960001943672692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5380960001943672692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-pain.html' title='love &amp; Pain'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S525DtHvNGI/AAAAAAAAAio/oijVodjINVk/s72-c/mmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6567346651595605235</id><published>2010-03-09T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:41:53.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go with a smile .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5dpTxaJkXI/AAAAAAAAAig/bALvNx9cv3M/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5dpTxaJkXI/AAAAAAAAAig/bALvNx9cv3M/s320/couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446938062729351538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;How do you walk away from someone you love&lt;br /&gt;And take the road of friend;&lt;br /&gt;Can you reroute the course you have taken&lt;br /&gt;And start over once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to let you go&lt;br /&gt;But inside me I know I must;&lt;br /&gt;The times we've loved . . . the times you've left&lt;br /&gt;My heart says stay . . . but it's my mind I must trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have shared so much together&lt;br /&gt;Laughter . . . fun times . . . tears;&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes we can't turn back time&lt;br /&gt;We must walk away, and allow ourselves to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one day you will be happy&lt;br /&gt;And your soul mate you will find;&lt;br /&gt;I know we each have one out there&lt;br /&gt;Even if for now . . . only in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May life be gentle with you&lt;br /&gt;May God's best come your way;&lt;br /&gt;And on some quiet tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You will realize things were better this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6567346651595605235?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6567346651595605235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/go-with-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6567346651595605235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6567346651595605235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/go-with-smile.html' title='Go with a smile .'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5dpTxaJkXI/AAAAAAAAAig/bALvNx9cv3M/s72-c/couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-903389319497224829</id><published>2010-03-09T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:47:12.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5dAV9nCImI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/td5r5TdvnxQ/s1600-h/The+Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5dAV9nCImI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/td5r5TdvnxQ/s320/The+Butterfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446893020387615330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Every new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;comes from some beginnings end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you kill me,&lt;br /&gt;I am born again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you close that door,&lt;br /&gt;Another door is opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And every time you say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; a different word is spoken.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Every time you look at me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; my back is facing you,&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; And every time you ask to see me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll have something else to do.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Every time I join your game,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; You're not playing fair,&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; And every time I really love you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I pretend that I don't care.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-903389319497224829?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/903389319497224829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/903389319497224829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/903389319497224829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5dAV9nCImI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/td5r5TdvnxQ/s72-c/The+Butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8440350639289737535</id><published>2010-03-09T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:10:11.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unending Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5cphTTFkRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/X9HlE56AssY/s1600-h/rnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5cphTTFkRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/X9HlE56AssY/s320/rnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446867926420656402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…&lt;br /&gt;In life after life, in age after age, forever.&lt;br /&gt;My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,&lt;br /&gt;That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,&lt;br /&gt;In life after life, in age after age, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,&lt;br /&gt;It's ancient tale of being apart or together.&lt;br /&gt;As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,&lt;br /&gt;Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.&lt;br /&gt;You become an image of what is remembered forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of time, love of one for another.&lt;br /&gt;We have played along side millions of lovers,&lt;br /&gt;Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,&lt;br /&gt;the distressful tears of farewell,&lt;br /&gt;Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8440350639289737535?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8440350639289737535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/unending-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8440350639289737535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8440350639289737535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/unending-love.html' title='Unending Love'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5cphTTFkRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/X9HlE56AssY/s72-c/rnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5032414645602635505</id><published>2010-03-07T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:01:47.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MELT AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5S36Coo_OI/AAAAAAAAAiA/N-JdJ0b7_fQ/s1600-h/bs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5S36Coo_OI/AAAAAAAAAiA/N-JdJ0b7_fQ/s320/bs2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446180057165397218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Can I fade in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;Can I get lost in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I just melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I render you still?&lt;br /&gt;Freeze this moment in time?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I see you&lt;br /&gt;I just melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I stay close to you&lt;br /&gt;Until the river runs dry?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you're heart is by mine&lt;br /&gt;I just melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5032414645602635505?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5032414645602635505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/melt-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5032414645602635505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5032414645602635505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/melt-away.html' title='MELT AWAY'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5S36Coo_OI/AAAAAAAAAiA/N-JdJ0b7_fQ/s72-c/bs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6358687530817745677</id><published>2010-03-07T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:39:40.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COULD IT BE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5SppuvdWDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7eELJduUths/s1600-h/night-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5SppuvdWDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7eELJduUths/s320/night-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446164383784589362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Could it be that I once saw you&lt;br /&gt;In a dream as old as time&lt;br /&gt;And could it be the arms holding you&lt;br /&gt;Were really mine the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you have been my one and only&lt;br /&gt;The reason I woke each new day&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I always needed&lt;br /&gt;The one for whom I use to pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I had found you&lt;br /&gt;After looking my entire life&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I had promised&lt;br /&gt;That one day I'd be your wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I still love you&lt;br /&gt;And once again I'll find&lt;br /&gt;That you're not just a memory&lt;br /&gt;Only to be viewed in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, oh Lord I pray,&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;If you're out there waiting&lt;br /&gt;You'll try to find me too?&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6358687530817745677?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6358687530817745677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/could-it-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6358687530817745677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6358687530817745677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/could-it-be.html' title='COULD IT BE?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5SppuvdWDI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7eELJduUths/s72-c/night-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-3683540508420931620</id><published>2010-03-07T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:22:11.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Way I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5Slhk9yD2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/VZyA1B_l32w/s1600-h/2ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5Slhk9yD2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/VZyA1B_l32w/s320/2ff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446159845674848098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I never really know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't read your mind&lt;br /&gt;I just keep waiting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Show me where to start&lt;br /&gt;Let me play the part of your first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know down deep you love me&lt;br /&gt;But are you ever gonna love me&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-3683540508420931620?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/3683540508420931620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/way-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/3683540508420931620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/3683540508420931620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/way-i-love-you.html' title='the Way I love you'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S5Slhk9yD2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/VZyA1B_l32w/s72-c/2ff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8771195018685301996</id><published>2010-03-04T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:55:39.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4903TJ_T2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/NdVHHF_kykA/s1600-h/Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4903TJ_T2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/NdVHHF_kykA/s320/Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444698967898017634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If I can endure for this moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;whatever is happening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;No matter how heavy my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;or how dark the moment may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If I can but keep on believing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;what I know in my heart to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Then darkness will fade into morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and with this dawn a new day, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8771195018685301996?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8771195018685301996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8771195018685301996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8771195018685301996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-day.html' title='New Day .'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4903TJ_T2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/NdVHHF_kykA/s72-c/Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7216360183993971988</id><published>2010-03-03T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:34:13.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just waNNa be with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S49GQkGeV9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RAz7Lr8re3o/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S49GQkGeV9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RAz7Lr8re3o/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444647724896901074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish you were here    &lt;br /&gt;standing next to me     &lt;br /&gt;in this rain soaked night,     &lt;br /&gt;holding hands, scheming of things pretty;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wondering to myself, so late at night,    &lt;br /&gt;what is it that attracts me to you?     &lt;br /&gt;Thinking to myself, why are you always on my mind?     &lt;br /&gt;What power do you have in what you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thinking about where i stood,    &lt;br /&gt;i try to push you out of my mind,     &lt;br /&gt;but every time i push you out of my thoughts,     &lt;br /&gt;you crawl back into my world and fill my senses;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it’s so hard to keep smiling    &lt;br /&gt;and continue denying what i feel     &lt;br /&gt;i don’t know why,     &lt;br /&gt;a thousand reasons i have none;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can’t go on like this,    &lt;br /&gt;i can’t pretend everything is fine,     &lt;br /&gt;when i just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;hold you tight tonight and every night;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7216360183993971988?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7216360183993971988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-wanna-be-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7216360183993971988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7216360183993971988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-wanna-be-with-you.html' title='Just waNNa be with you'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S49GQkGeV9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/RAz7Lr8re3o/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7376534708476089855</id><published>2010-03-03T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:25:36.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ll Never Ever Trust .........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S49ENo-pboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MFp9bw4PXko/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S49ENo-pboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MFp9bw4PXko/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444645475643387522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;You know exactly how I feel about others&lt;br /&gt;You know that I’m reluctant to trust people,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I fear them cheat me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;You know I expect 100% trustworthiness from the person that I trust.&lt;br /&gt;You knew each and everything about me,&lt;br /&gt;Because I trust you, and you asked me to trust you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;You are a person who always likes to stay happily&lt;br /&gt;Your happiness is different from my happiness&lt;br /&gt;I have seen many things you do,&lt;br /&gt;Why you do those because that brings you happiness&lt;br /&gt;You wont do anything to bring sorrow..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Your little happy moments brought me pain and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But I need to bare that because you are happy&lt;br /&gt;I never spoke about it,&lt;br /&gt;I never let you know that I know everything that you do.&lt;br /&gt;I never put restrictions,&lt;br /&gt;I never command you,&lt;br /&gt;I never gave any orders.&lt;br /&gt;I let you to live the way you like&lt;br /&gt;Coz everyone likes to live in his or her own style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I stayed by your side everyday,&lt;br /&gt;I came with you everyday to your doorstep to make you feel safe and cared&lt;br /&gt;I have no words to say that I love you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;As you do always&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I can assure, that is I’m not lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;From the very first meeting I started to suffer&lt;br /&gt;I bared every pain, even though I knew that I have been cheated&lt;br /&gt;Each an every time that you cheat me,&lt;br /&gt;I thought, Oh this may be the last time that she is cheating me&lt;br /&gt;But my count is endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;You stole me happiness, peaceful mind, my dreams, my hopes, my sleep. etc&lt;br /&gt;You may be sleeping nicely every night&lt;br /&gt;I do the opposite of that every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Do you know how would a person feel&lt;br /&gt;If he knows that his very trustworthy person has cheated him&lt;br /&gt;Do anyone treat you lovingly when they know you have been cheated them&lt;br /&gt;Do anyone keep trust you&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone can trust them again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I have lost my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Coz since the morning till the night what I experience is cheating,&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly wake up at night with fear&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot remember how many days I slept peacefully since I met you&lt;br /&gt;Morning to night how many lies that you tell me&lt;br /&gt;I believe every your words, coz I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;How can I think you are lying me&lt;br /&gt;Coz you are the one and only one&lt;br /&gt;Who knows my every secret, the only one whom that I trust&lt;br /&gt;How can I believe that one and only my trustworthy person is lying&lt;br /&gt;If this is so how can I ever believe another&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never ever trust a person again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7376534708476089855?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7376534708476089855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-never-ever-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7376534708476089855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7376534708476089855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-never-ever-trust.html' title='I’ll Never Ever Trust .........'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S49ENo-pboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MFp9bw4PXko/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4004496502046195608</id><published>2010-03-03T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:06:23.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S48_p6ZGnRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zg9o--NzAR4/s1600-h/48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S48_p6ZGnRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zg9o--NzAR4/s320/48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444640463795952914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i want to live      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i wish it’s over       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i long to see       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i wait to die;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i think i am fine    &lt;br /&gt;some days i believe i have a problem     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am strong     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am weak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i am closer to truth    &lt;br /&gt;some days it seems far far away     &lt;br /&gt;some days i think i understand     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am just lost;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i just wish    &lt;br /&gt;everything would disappear     &lt;br /&gt;some days i just hope     &lt;br /&gt;you could be near;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i have a feeling    &lt;br /&gt;one day everything     &lt;br /&gt;will be alright     &lt;br /&gt;and that day is closer     &lt;br /&gt;than ever;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4004496502046195608?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4004496502046195608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4004496502046195608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4004496502046195608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-days.html' title='Some Days'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S48_p6ZGnRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zg9o--NzAR4/s72-c/48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-277506885347976102</id><published>2010-03-03T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:47:04.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am geTTing tiREd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S487M6TKvKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YJNoz35jee0/s1600-h/2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S487M6TKvKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YJNoz35jee0/s320/2121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444635567508339874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i am getting tired&lt;br /&gt;of starting afresh&lt;br /&gt;each time&lt;br /&gt;somewhere new;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to you everything was&lt;br /&gt;just a game,&lt;br /&gt;it’s easy to say&lt;br /&gt;i was a fool;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;helpless, pretending,&lt;br /&gt;hoping someone would see&lt;br /&gt;i guess i fell straight&lt;br /&gt;into the trap;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wonder what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;to find the one in this life,&lt;br /&gt;the one we all dream of,&lt;br /&gt;but dreams are’nt just enough;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;confused about my very existence&lt;br /&gt;just knowing certain things&lt;br /&gt;will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;i did my best to keep going;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tonight, out in the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;me standing here under the stars,&lt;br /&gt;looking for a diamond in the rough&lt;br /&gt;never knowing when it will show up,&lt;br /&gt;i am ready now;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in the darkness of my mind&lt;br /&gt;as i get ready to breathe my last&lt;br /&gt;i’ve got a confession to make,&lt;br /&gt;loving you was a mistake;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you gave me something&lt;br /&gt;that i didn’t have,&lt;br /&gt;but in my heart you don’t exist anymore&lt;br /&gt;as my mind decides between life and death,&lt;br /&gt;tempting fate and&lt;br /&gt;dancing with destiny,&lt;br /&gt;i am swallowed up in the&lt;br /&gt;sound of my screaming;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-277506885347976102?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/277506885347976102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-getting-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/277506885347976102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/277506885347976102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-getting-tired.html' title='I am geTTing tiREd'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S487M6TKvKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YJNoz35jee0/s72-c/2121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5895084440972588442</id><published>2010-02-27T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:50:22.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye _ _ _ _ :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4oEC-asUYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_kCOQ1AU6-Q/s1600-h/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4oEC-asUYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_kCOQ1AU6-Q/s320/goodbye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443167548791869826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;A thought we shared&lt;br /&gt;A life we lived&lt;br /&gt;A love we had together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times&lt;br /&gt;Bad times&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart&lt;br /&gt;A tear I shed&lt;br /&gt;Love can have much pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For knowing you&lt;br /&gt;For loving you&lt;br /&gt;So much I have gained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye&lt;br /&gt;It's over but always remember&lt;br /&gt;I had loved you so very much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5895084440972588442?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5895084440972588442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5895084440972588442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5895084440972588442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-bye.html' title='Good Bye _ _ _ _ :)'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4oEC-asUYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_kCOQ1AU6-Q/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4062300788118674852</id><published>2010-02-27T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:36:37.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>once thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4oAcsNKlSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/kyNinRy6YS8/s1600-h/live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4oAcsNKlSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/kyNinRy6YS8/s320/live.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443163592533382434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had once thought&lt;br /&gt;that maybe this was life.&lt;br /&gt;No love, no hate, no feelings.&lt;br /&gt;My deepest feelings would never be shared.&lt;br /&gt;I was so frightened,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Scared of this one man all my life.&lt;br /&gt;Face my fear, I told myself!&lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard, so confusing.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;to wonder in darkness?&lt;br /&gt;It never stops, never ends.&lt;br /&gt;It goes on like a story with no ending.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;to be afraid of something&lt;br /&gt;that you can't do anything about?&lt;br /&gt;That you didn't ask for or even think about?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like? Do you know how it feels?&lt;br /&gt;It's complete and pure emptiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4062300788118674852?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4062300788118674852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-had-once-thought-that-maybe-this-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4062300788118674852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4062300788118674852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-had-once-thought-that-maybe-this-was.html' title='once thought'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4oAcsNKlSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/kyNinRy6YS8/s72-c/live.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6761920750751746107</id><published>2010-02-27T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:07:27.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i have a bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4n557k7uBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/F0q-p-XgBn4/s1600-h/free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4n557k7uBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/F0q-p-XgBn4/s320/free.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443156398294415378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When i have a bad day , kneel by my bedside and pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and tell GOD what i have done wrong .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but he never make me the bad one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I feel like a warm glow enters the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;as he answer yes , your evil will fly away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then i can climb into my bed knowing that the next morning it all come clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thats my life will never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Knowing that GOD helping me along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6761920750751746107?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6761920750751746107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-i-have-bad-day-kneel-by-my-bedside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6761920750751746107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6761920750751746107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-i-have-bad-day-kneel-by-my-bedside.html' title='When i have a bad day'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4n557k7uBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/F0q-p-XgBn4/s72-c/free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5856531381083842924</id><published>2010-02-25T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:48:57.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurting Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4Zjin54pfI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5TU4IDdJQeA/s1600-h/Alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4Zjin54pfI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5TU4IDdJQeA/s320/Alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442146646202295794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though we are no longer together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I no longer consider you as my lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My feelings mixed and mind confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My body feels misused and abused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't let you go even though I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My thoughts are always consumed with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to move on but always lose interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because of the feelings that I can't put to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How can I still want you after what you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is your voice still ringing in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will I ever be able to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the time together we spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want these feelings to go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow I know that forever in my heart they'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though I pretend that nothing is wrong and hide behind a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside I am crying like a newborn &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/family-poetry.asp" title="read more of our best family poems  and  family quotes"&gt;child&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I am alone sometimes I call out your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the response I get is always the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A response filled with silence that adds to my &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad poetry"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I really want is for you to &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I am just to dumb or too blind to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That you will forever be still hurting me      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5856531381083842924?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5856531381083842924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurting-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5856531381083842924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5856531381083842924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurting-me.html' title='Hurting Me'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4Zjin54pfI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5TU4IDdJQeA/s72-c/Alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6635929002672038020</id><published>2010-02-25T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:26:59.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold ME Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4ZebjeGp2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/TpwcYRbQ8xg/s1600-h/Warm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4ZebjeGp2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/TpwcYRbQ8xg/s320/Warm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442141027194808162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold me close and don’t let go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so scared to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been by myself for too long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And always had to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I only want to rest;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And lay my head on your chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold me close and don’t let go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;These wars I fight no one knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now whisper how you &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/love-poetry.asp" title="Read more Love  and  Romance poems and quotes"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Say it tender and softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am weary and soon will sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But with you no longer will I weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So hold me close and don't let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For I never want to be alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6635929002672038020?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6635929002672038020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/hold-me-close.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6635929002672038020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6635929002672038020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/hold-me-close.html' title='Hold ME Close'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4ZebjeGp2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/TpwcYRbQ8xg/s72-c/Warm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4734030976490162981</id><published>2010-02-23T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:59:31.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don’t know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4PRHmxY4qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Yigll1a8ayM/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4PRHmxY4qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Yigll1a8ayM/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441422703390679714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I don’t know if You and I is right&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say it would never end&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if it looks okay&lt;br /&gt;I can’t measure the feelings we share&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know the times we’d share&lt;br /&gt;I can’t predict our future&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know the places we’d see&lt;br /&gt;I can’t project our opportunities&lt;br /&gt;I don’t the count of our seed&lt;br /&gt;I can’t how many sacrifices we’d make&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how we’d look when old&lt;br /&gt;There are many unknowns&lt;br /&gt;But, I would jump off a cliff&lt;br /&gt;And hope I can fly&lt;br /&gt;Cos I believe in what I feel for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4734030976490162981?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4734030976490162981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4734030976490162981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4734030976490162981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know.html' title='I don’t know'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4PRHmxY4qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Yigll1a8ayM/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5328663120964638091</id><published>2010-02-23T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T03:50:48.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While I was sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4PBB-YQEKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZQFKqcz0P8g/s1600-h/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4PBB-YQEKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZQFKqcz0P8g/s320/beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441405014462435490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;While I was sleeping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;While I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Someone else took you away&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up and had to face&lt;br /&gt;A strange, but real and lonely day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;How can it be that I have loved you,&lt;br /&gt;But you did not realise?&lt;br /&gt;Now you belong to someone else&lt;br /&gt;And live in paradise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;While I am banished,&lt;br /&gt;Left with the tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Of love, so pure and simple&lt;br /&gt;But that can never come to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Life is a mess&lt;br /&gt;And made me become a fool.&lt;br /&gt;While I was sleeping, suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;I lost you, mean and cruel.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5328663120964638091?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5328663120964638091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/while-i-was-sleeping.html#comment-form' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4976324236074149711</id><published>2010-02-23T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T02:40:21.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really very sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4OwfNhb0fI/AAAAAAAAAfo/vGTkxoGD4dM/s1600-h/434s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4OwfNhb0fI/AAAAAAAAAfo/vGTkxoGD4dM/s320/434s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441386825046020594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;It's so hard to find&lt;br /&gt;the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;when somebody you care is&lt;br /&gt;hurting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;More so, when you know&lt;br /&gt;that you could be one of&lt;br /&gt;the causes of the other person's&lt;br /&gt;pain and anguish...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;There just aren't enough words&lt;br /&gt;to describe the feelings&lt;br /&gt;I want to share,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to frighten you&lt;br /&gt;with my intensity but I guess,&lt;br /&gt;I did, I know what has happened&lt;br /&gt;is inexcusable and it would be&lt;br /&gt;too much to expect that&lt;br /&gt;you would forgive me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;What scares me the most&lt;br /&gt;is the thought that&lt;br /&gt;you might want to give up or me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Please don't...&lt;br /&gt;I'm really very sorry.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4976324236074149711?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4976324236074149711/comments/default' 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0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;LOOKING BACK ON THE MANY OBSTACLES IN &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;LIFE&lt;/a&gt;, SOME THINGS I JUST DIDN'T DO RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;IN AND OUT OF TROUBLE, THAT'S HOW THINGS WENT, THAT WAS MY &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;LIFE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;NEVER HOLDING ON TO ANYTHING, IN FACT, I THOUGHT MY &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;LIFE&lt;/a&gt; WAS IN TACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;DIDN'T SEEM AS IF ANYTHING WAS WRONG, WHEN ONE SITUATION CAME I HANDLED IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;COULDN'T FIGURE OUT WHY I HAD SO MANY UNTIL THAT ONE NIGHT I HEARD MY &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/mothersdaypoems.asp" title="'More poems about Mothers"&gt;MOM&lt;/a&gt; CRYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SHE WAS PRAYING FOR ME, HER SON, AND EVERYTHING SHE WAS PRAYING FOR DIDN'T SOUND LIKE ME, UNTIL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SHE SPOKE ON ONE THING, IN WHICH TOOK ME BACK TO ONE OF THE HARDEST TIMES IN MY &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;LIFE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;FILLED WITH STRIFE, MISERY, &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/sad-poetry.asp" title="Read more sad poetry"&gt;PAIN&lt;/a&gt; AND ALL OUT NOTHING TO GAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;RESPECT WASN'T WORTH IT, WORRIES IN MY &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/mothersdaypoems.asp" title="'More poems about Mothers"&gt;MOM&lt;/a&gt;'S &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;LIFE&lt;/a&gt; JUST DIDN'T FIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SHE CONTINUED, EYES FILLED WITH &lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/death-poetry.asp" title="'Read poems about death"&gt;GRIEF&lt;/a&gt;, HER LAST PRAY, FOR GOD TO TURN ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/mothersdaypoems.asp" title="'More poems about Mothers"&gt;MOM&lt;/a&gt; IS NO MORE, AND I SIT IN A PLACE WHERE ELECTRICAL FENCES SEPARATE ME FROM THE OUTSIDE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;IF I COULD GIVE ANYTHING TO BRING THE ONE WOMAN WHO TRULY LOVED ME, BACK TO A PLACE WHERE SHE IS NEEDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;LIFE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; I WOULD LIE DOWN, AND TRADE IN SO THE WORLD COULD SEE HER S&lt;/span&gt;MILING FACE AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-118947367639234024?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/118947367639234024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/f-i-had-one-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5887105161619148494</id><published>2010-02-22T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:21:16.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God pls ..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4OBQPhsn-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/8U_QlI1uKGQ/s1600-h/angel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4OBQPhsn-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/8U_QlI1uKGQ/s320/angel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441334890839449570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was once told that as time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything changes with no reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanations we won't receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're just told we must believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The GOD has a plan for each of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I Believe - This I Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor - Lawyer - Teacher - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/family-poetry.asp" title="read more of our best family poems  and  family quotes"&gt;Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD what's your plan for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onclick="return LinkEnabled();" href="http://poetryamerica.com/life-poetry.asp" title="Read More reflective poems and quotes on life and love"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Explanations I don't expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just some guidance down the right track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Show me GOD your plan for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ask this of you while on my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praying to you helps me to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The wonderful plan you have for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The GOD has a plan for each of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 6px;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I Believe - This I Trust      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5887105161619148494?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5887105161619148494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-once-told-that-as-time-goes-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5887105161619148494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5887105161619148494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-once-told-that-as-time-goes-by.html' title='God pls ..........'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4OBQPhsn-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/8U_QlI1uKGQ/s72-c/angel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1112421776781114852</id><published>2010-02-21T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:55:08.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4EQ7DpTGfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/V3ylVbv42gY/s1600-h/775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4EQ7DpTGfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/V3ylVbv42gY/s320/775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440648431617120754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i want to live    &lt;br /&gt;some days i wish it’s over     &lt;br /&gt;some days i long to see     &lt;br /&gt;some days i wait to die;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i think i am fine    &lt;br /&gt;some days i believe i have a problem     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am strong     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am weak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i am closer to truth    &lt;br /&gt;some days it seems far far away     &lt;br /&gt;some days i think i understand     &lt;br /&gt;some days i am just lost;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i just wish    &lt;br /&gt;everything would disappear     &lt;br /&gt;some days i just hope     &lt;br /&gt;you could be near;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;some days i have a feeling    &lt;br /&gt;one day everything     &lt;br /&gt;will be alright     &lt;br /&gt;and that day is closer     &lt;br /&gt;than ever;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1112421776781114852?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1112421776781114852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1112421776781114852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1112421776781114852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-day.html' title='Some Day'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4EQ7DpTGfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/V3ylVbv42gY/s72-c/775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-870503310655458939</id><published>2010-02-21T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:22:21.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make my wish come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4D6lw81aSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jeWWx2k97ZA/s1600-h/sama.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4D6lw81aSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jeWWx2k97ZA/s320/sama.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440623876565723426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;searching for answers&lt;br /&gt;that evaded me for so long,&lt;br /&gt;i got lost in a maze of treachery&lt;br /&gt;hidden under a mask of innocence;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it’s been so long&lt;br /&gt;words kept me awake&lt;br /&gt;all night long, making&lt;br /&gt;me restless and confused;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;drowning in the wishes&lt;br /&gt;of a long lost past,&lt;br /&gt;i let my life down,&lt;br /&gt;i let myself down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the midst of the night&lt;br /&gt;under the velvet skies&lt;br /&gt;i surrendered to life&lt;br /&gt;i whisper for forgiveness;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so with a smile on my lips&lt;br /&gt;and a wish on my heart&lt;br /&gt;i give faith(hope) one more reason&lt;br /&gt;i give life another chance&lt;br /&gt;to make my wish come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-870503310655458939?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/870503310655458939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-my-wish-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/870503310655458939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/870503310655458939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-my-wish-come-true.html' title='Make my wish come true'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4D6lw81aSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jeWWx2k97ZA/s72-c/sama.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7648133932701544615</id><published>2010-02-20T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:11:06.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4D4j3mOJhI/AAAAAAAAAew/oykdwfQjZNE/s1600-h/winter.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4D4j3mOJhI/AAAAAAAAAew/oykdwfQjZNE/s320/winter.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440621644966929938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;a thousand tears i cried&lt;br /&gt;over the last few days&lt;br /&gt;what was once a dry(gentle) riverbed&lt;br /&gt;transformed into a wild river overnight&lt;br /&gt;with each passing moment&lt;br /&gt;and each passing hour&lt;br /&gt;with the clock slowly ticking away&lt;br /&gt;the tears just continue unabated&lt;br /&gt;a thousand gallons of teardrop&lt;br /&gt;gently caress the feet of those nearby&lt;br /&gt;yet no one moved an inch&lt;br /&gt;a teardrop a second&lt;br /&gt;slowly squeezing the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;slowly putting an end to this wretched existence&lt;br /&gt;a river that was once dormant (gentle)&lt;br /&gt;now surges on&lt;br /&gt;inside me&lt;br /&gt;a river of teardrops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7648133932701544615?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7648133932701544615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/teardrops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7648133932701544615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7648133932701544615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/teardrops.html' title='Teardrops'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4D4j3mOJhI/AAAAAAAAAew/oykdwfQjZNE/s72-c/winter.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8938129159526653390</id><published>2010-02-20T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:28:34.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4C2Gzb0npI/AAAAAAAAAeo/hRb68a-F9Ro/s1600-h/loneliness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4C2Gzb0npI/AAAAAAAAAeo/hRb68a-F9Ro/s320/loneliness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548577865932434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:small;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It seems or so people say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the moment we are born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;our fate is already etched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;on to our foreheads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:small;"  &gt;how i wish mine was a different one,&lt;br /&gt;i could then do all that i wanted,&lt;br /&gt;the way i want to, carefree&lt;br /&gt;and not bound by any restrictions;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:small;"  &gt;how i wish you could stay with me,&lt;br /&gt;spend our time together without a care&lt;br /&gt;not worrying when you will be taken away&lt;br /&gt;and hidden from us all;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:small;"  &gt;moment when you left, still visible&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes, those sweet, laughter filled&lt;br /&gt;eyes turning into a ravaging floods, once&lt;br /&gt;the realization set in;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:small;"  &gt;unable to stop you, unable to do much&lt;br /&gt;beyond waving goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;standing amidst a sea of gloom&lt;br /&gt;we bid you farewell, hoping the next time&lt;br /&gt;is much longer than this time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8938129159526653390?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8938129159526653390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-seems-or-so-people-say-moment-we-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8938129159526653390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8938129159526653390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-seems-or-so-people-say-moment-we-are.html' title='FAte'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4C2Gzb0npI/AAAAAAAAAeo/hRb68a-F9Ro/s72-c/loneliness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4310438728996545871</id><published>2010-02-20T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:20:37.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4C0XIBjw-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/6edvUtOq0qQ/s1600-h/hourglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4C0XIBjw-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/6edvUtOq0qQ/s320/hourglass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440546659247571938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;How are we so "different"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;If "different" is just a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;If we all have certain features,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;What does "different" bring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;People filled with hatred,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Can't possibly see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That there's not really "differences"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Between you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Looks can't show "difference",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;If they're just there to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;If you don't look like someone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Why are they so mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If being "different" is what is wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I'd rather not be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;And I'd want to finish living,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Doing the "different" fight.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4310438728996545871?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4310438728996545871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4310438728996545871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4310438728996545871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/different.html' title='Different&quot;'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S4C0XIBjw-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/6edvUtOq0qQ/s72-c/hourglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1422192260571433807</id><published>2010-02-16T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T03:33:37.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FrusTraTed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3qCiKWHmeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/stOO7VP_K1c/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3qCiKWHmeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/stOO7VP_K1c/s320/sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438803023407585762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angry and frustrated at times.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like the inside of me, is no longer alive.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to reach out and make a connection.&lt;br /&gt;In return, getting no love or affection.&lt;br /&gt;No longer wanting to go on.&lt;br /&gt;We've lost that special bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love we had is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;It's to the point that I really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I need some love and attention.&lt;br /&gt;Among other things, I just won't mention.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting someone to be here for me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it may never be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1422192260571433807?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1422192260571433807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/frustrated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1422192260571433807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1422192260571433807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/frustrated.html' title='FrusTraTed'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3qCiKWHmeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/stOO7VP_K1c/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8645986230736186132</id><published>2010-02-15T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:22:26.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Really Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pHmb2MqlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vFDb7kofZgU/s1600-h/Come_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pHmb2MqlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vFDb7kofZgU/s320/Come_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438738225638976082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;You hurt me once, you'll hurt me again.&lt;br /&gt;But what am I supposed to do until then?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you keep coming in my life,&lt;br /&gt;right after I get over you?&lt;br /&gt;There's just that one thing about you&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let you hurt me over and over?&lt;br /&gt;Why can I not resist you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking maybe this time it will be different,&lt;br /&gt;but you never come through like I want you to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get totally over,&lt;br /&gt;but I can't when you keep doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this stops,&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't think I can take it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;What draws you to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I not see what you really are? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8645986230736186132?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8645986230736186132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-you-really-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8645986230736186132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8645986230736186132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-you-really-are.html' title='What You Really Are'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pHmb2MqlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vFDb7kofZgU/s72-c/Come_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-7542234793946183931</id><published>2010-02-15T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:56:24.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pBiPPNFBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/46tNZRQ7RIk/s1600-h/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pBiPPNFBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/46tNZRQ7RIk/s320/black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438731556464956434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a rose,&lt;br /&gt;Love is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;When it is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooming,&lt;br /&gt;Bright,&lt;br /&gt;Filling the air&lt;br /&gt;With a sweet fragrance,&lt;br /&gt;As it spreads its petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it dies,&lt;br /&gt;It dries,&lt;br /&gt;Becoming brittle,&lt;br /&gt;Eventually turning black&lt;br /&gt;And falling apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-7542234793946183931?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/7542234793946183931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7542234793946183931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/7542234793946183931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-rose.html' title='Black Rose'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pBiPPNFBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/46tNZRQ7RIk/s72-c/black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8077898844354622251</id><published>2010-02-15T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:53:18.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GeTTing Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pAqVYEymI/AAAAAAAAAeA/YiPPex23Mw8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pAqVYEymI/AAAAAAAAAeA/YiPPex23Mw8/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438730596040100450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Another day had pass,&lt;br /&gt;my feelings are still the same.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while,&lt;br /&gt;since I've said your sweet name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it like this?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;When will these feelings end?&lt;br /&gt;I've waited far too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are fading,&lt;br /&gt;the answers I can't find.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! how can I get,&lt;br /&gt;you out of my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words are running out,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;But to wait and to hope,&lt;br /&gt;that I'll get over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can my heart move on,&lt;br /&gt;without another tear?&lt;br /&gt;Will my emotions heal,&lt;br /&gt;if you come near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these feelings die,&lt;br /&gt;as it flows to the stream.&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever wake up,&lt;br /&gt;from this endless dream? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8077898844354622251?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8077898844354622251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8077898844354622251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8077898844354622251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-over.html' title='GeTTing Over'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3pAqVYEymI/AAAAAAAAAeA/YiPPex23Mw8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2306223218255720091</id><published>2010-02-15T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:43:47.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3o-ZajK7XI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ctonGYDapXQ/s1600-h/waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3o-ZajK7XI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ctonGYDapXQ/s320/waiting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438728106347785586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My heart cries for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's all I hear day and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It haunts me crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crying for you and your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;These empty arms crying out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wanting, needing to embrace you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To make physical contact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To hold you close to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The need for you consuming me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Over shadowing everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reaching out for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crying out for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Touching empty air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sinking down in despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wanting, needing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Reaching, crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you so, needing you so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dying a little each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The need is so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The pain so strong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The emptiness inside so great,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So dark, so lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just a big void,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Waiting for your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Needing the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That your love surrounds me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aching for the rays of your sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That your love brings into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Needing, wanting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Reaching, crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Always for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My love, my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2306223218255720091?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2306223218255720091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/needing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2306223218255720091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2306223218255720091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/needing.html' title='Needing'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3o-ZajK7XI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ctonGYDapXQ/s72-c/waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2023384422394234010</id><published>2010-02-10T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T03:32:45.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3KY0j5iKFI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/FStT3GJA1-4/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3KY0j5iKFI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/FStT3GJA1-4/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436575728946784338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When someone loves me, and I don’t love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When someone loves me, and I love them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When someone loves me, and I love the guy&lt;/span&gt; over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When someone loves me, and I SAID I love them, but then I stop loving them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When someone loves me, and I love them back, and I don’t stop loving them. Even after I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2023384422394234010?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2023384422394234010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2023384422394234010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2023384422394234010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3KY0j5iKFI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/FStT3GJA1-4/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-194143890891489487</id><published>2010-02-09T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:48:43.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3JWtS8zpwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3pUER9ciGOU/s1600-h/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3JWtS8zpwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3pUER9ciGOU/s320/life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436503036370593538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Life is like an old house; it gets used,&lt;br /&gt;worn-out and old.&lt;br /&gt;Then it’s time to move to another.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just a place where your soul lives while it’s on earth.&lt;br /&gt;When your soul gets tired of living on earth it finds a new home.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, so does your Life.&lt;br /&gt;So live life to the fullest, and don’t let a day go by without cherishing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-194143890891489487?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/194143890891489487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/194143890891489487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/194143890891489487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3JWtS8zpwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/3pUER9ciGOU/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-9116417316271597186</id><published>2010-02-09T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:15:13.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3JAdpYMWTI/AAAAAAAAAdA/6zcynlBYIiE/s1600-h/%60Red+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3JAdpYMWTI/AAAAAAAAAdA/6zcynlBYIiE/s320/%60Red+Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436478578257320242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;As long as I am, I will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The flower will never wilt or die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As my life grows back, I shall become strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I shall become only dependent on one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;That one will be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will rise with my petals high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My life as a flower will bloom and prosper as I grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I may not be the pick of the patch, but I am just as beautiful as the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I will stand as one, but not a lonely soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The tears will be far from my smile.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-9116417316271597186?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/9116417316271597186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/standing-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/9116417316271597186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/9116417316271597186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/standing-alone.html' title='Standing Alone'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3JAdpYMWTI/AAAAAAAAAdA/6zcynlBYIiE/s72-c/%60Red+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-1660211157783763165</id><published>2010-02-08T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:40:17.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3D0svHM0EI/AAAAAAAAAc4/La2D3iT7hf0/s1600-h/161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3D0svHM0EI/AAAAAAAAAc4/La2D3iT7hf0/s320/161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436113799634276418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With this rose, I not only give you merely a rose,&lt;br /&gt;but I give you my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;I send to you all the love I have to give,&lt;br /&gt;and anything else that would give me the&lt;br /&gt;chance to touch your heart.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With this rose, I reveal all my&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and feelings about you&lt;br /&gt;that I have withheld for so long.&lt;br /&gt;I feel when I am with you... I am like a rose,&lt;br /&gt;not because of it?s beauty,&lt;br /&gt;but because I am able to bloom and grow with you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To me you are like a rose's sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;so full of energy and light,&lt;br /&gt;that never does it fail to lift my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Just by the sound of your voice and that look in your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never tear my eyes from you,&lt;br /&gt;you are able to make my life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;But, without you, just like a rose,&lt;br /&gt;I would wither and die.&lt;br /&gt;Not all at once, but little by little,&lt;br /&gt;petal by petal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly at first, because you have made me&lt;br /&gt;stronger and stronger each day you're with me.&lt;br /&gt;But eventually, without you, I will loose&lt;br /&gt;all those beautiful petals you have given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;script src="http://tafmaster.com/fp_rs.mpl"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-1660211157783763165?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/1660211157783763165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/rose-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1660211157783763165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/1660211157783763165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/rose-without-you.html' title='Rose Without You'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3D0svHM0EI/AAAAAAAAAc4/La2D3iT7hf0/s72-c/161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-2123525946242024788</id><published>2010-02-08T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:49:21.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhAt LoVe Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2_P9Gui7QI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/B0TEZf3xLTU/s1600-h/what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2_P9Gui7QI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/B0TEZf3xLTU/s320/what.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435791923944287490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It is Love that gives me purpose&lt;br /&gt;to change and grow and learn.&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that guides me on this path&lt;br /&gt;and helps me choose each turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that gives me courage&lt;br /&gt;to stand against my fears;&lt;br /&gt;to open up my heart to you,&lt;br /&gt;to let you see my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that gives me trust and hope&lt;br /&gt;when little thing go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;When distance stands between us,&lt;br /&gt;it is Love that keeps me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Love that offers harmony&lt;br /&gt;and a friendship that is true.&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful that I can share&lt;br /&gt;a Love like this with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-2123525946242024788?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/2123525946242024788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2123525946242024788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/2123525946242024788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-love-is.html' title='WhAt LoVe Is'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2_P9Gui7QI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/B0TEZf3xLTU/s72-c/what.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8075225873187145949</id><published>2010-02-07T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:24:44.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cry WHY ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-t5n8B6yI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oOT_UJ4_fOM/s1600-h/butterfree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-t5n8B6yI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oOT_UJ4_fOM/s320/butterfree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435754480744393506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes we argue, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Then I sit and wonder, why do I cry?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I cry because ..........,&lt;br /&gt;I cry because I care,&lt;br /&gt;I cry because I feel we have a love so rare,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I'm afraid I'll turn around and you won't be there.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you every minute,&lt;br /&gt;I love you every day,&lt;br /&gt;I even love you when we argue,&lt;br /&gt;I love you when we play.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I've wondered do you love me too,&lt;br /&gt;then I look in your eyes and&lt;br /&gt;I know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;So when I say something a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;or I do something you don't feel is right,&lt;br /&gt;Please, let's try to work it out so we won't fight.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people take relationships for granted&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to hear but true,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this to happen, not with you.&lt;br /&gt;I want our relationship to be completely from the heart&lt;br /&gt;so we both know, no matter what we go through we will never part.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8075225873187145949?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8075225873187145949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-cry-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8075225873187145949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8075225873187145949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-cry-why.html' title='I cry WHY ?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-t5n8B6yI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oOT_UJ4_fOM/s72-c/butterfree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6955326077531081589</id><published>2010-02-07T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:49:34.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILL YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-lSxWgfiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pxXwNKA59h4/s1600-h/red.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-lSxWgfiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pxXwNKA59h4/s320/red.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435745017163447842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; only let&lt;br /&gt;this moment pass away&lt;br /&gt;the chance to have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; fly and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; not stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; i be now?&lt;br /&gt;If you won't be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; you let this tears&lt;br /&gt;wash the happiness&lt;br /&gt;of the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; you still love me&lt;br /&gt;if I tell you&lt;br /&gt;that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; love you&lt;br /&gt;more than you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you hate me&lt;br /&gt;if I wont ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6955326077531081589?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6955326077531081589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6955326077531081589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6955326077531081589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-you.html' title='WILL YOU?'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-lSxWgfiI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pxXwNKA59h4/s72-c/red.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8067470948030307621</id><published>2010-02-07T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:24:42.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEavE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-f_qArisI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AKxoxUV3W60/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-f_qArisI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AKxoxUV3W60/s320/moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435739191217195714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What would I do if you leave?&lt;br /&gt;I'd miss you, I believe&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'd do if you leave&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are kept under my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;So my prayers to you I'd give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay a bit longer&lt;br /&gt;For I may see you again never&lt;br /&gt;And you leaving isn't for the better&lt;br /&gt;Surely I'd miss you sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I miss you more and more&lt;br /&gt;It makes my heart feel so sore&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the way things were,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to go back&lt;br /&gt;to the times we had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;script src="http://tafmaster.com/fp_rs.mpl"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8067470948030307621?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8067470948030307621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8067470948030307621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8067470948030307621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave.html' title='LEavE'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-f_qArisI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AKxoxUV3W60/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-5740677442788628939</id><published>2010-02-07T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:52:00.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I giVe my hEaRt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-aW-vioFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/e-JUdrZnh90/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-aW-vioFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/e-JUdrZnh90/s320/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435732994849677394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're the first thing I think of&lt;br /&gt;Each morning when I rise.&lt;br /&gt;You're the last thing I think of&lt;br /&gt;Each night when I close my eyes.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're in each thought I have&lt;br /&gt;And every breath I take.&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are growing stronger&lt;br /&gt;With every move I make.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to prove I love you&lt;br /&gt;But that's the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm giving all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;To you... I give my heart.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-5740677442788628939?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/5740677442788628939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-give-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5740677442788628939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/5740677442788628939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-give-my-heart.html' title='I giVe my hEaRt.'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S2-aW-vioFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/e-JUdrZnh90/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-9028311970254901581</id><published>2010-02-07T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T03:43:45.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leSSonS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26nY8NjIzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ae_geMXaRlE/s1600-h/Wet_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26nY8NjIzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ae_geMXaRlE/s320/Wet_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435465847204422450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've learned a lot of lessons&lt;br /&gt;In the short time I have lived&lt;br /&gt;I've learned how to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;And I've learned how to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in these past few months&lt;br /&gt;There's two I'll remember most&lt;br /&gt;I've learned how to love&lt;br /&gt;And I've learned to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You entered my life with such a force&lt;br /&gt;And left it with one as strong&lt;br /&gt;And though we tried to make it last&lt;br /&gt;We both knew it wouldn't be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie at night and think about&lt;br /&gt;How I'm the one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;If only I would have trusted you,&lt;br /&gt;I could have missed this pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I spent each day of my life&lt;br /&gt;With my heart in pieces&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought it could never be cured,&lt;br /&gt;Something happened; I expected it least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my soul was all cried out,&lt;br /&gt;And it was tired of being used.&lt;br /&gt;And even though I know I'm guilty,&lt;br /&gt;I was tired of being accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I've learned to end this&lt;br /&gt;Without an urge to cry&lt;br /&gt;These are my final words to you,&lt;br /&gt;"I love you and goodbye." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-9028311970254901581?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/9028311970254901581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/9028311970254901581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/9028311970254901581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/lessons.html' title='leSSonS'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26nY8NjIzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ae_geMXaRlE/s72-c/Wet_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4763925178077734171</id><published>2010-02-07T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:03:00.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch Yourself And You Touch Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26PhZVNcCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/btSOLbvIfpo/s1600-h/normal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26PhZVNcCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/btSOLbvIfpo/s320/normal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435439604181069858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I understand the why&lt;br /&gt;Yet I cannot grasp the how;&lt;br /&gt;But if this is the way you must handle us&lt;br /&gt;I will try to understand somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing that I ask&lt;br /&gt;As you walk away;&lt;br /&gt;Please create a corner in your heart for me&lt;br /&gt;So at least, there, I can always stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my love&lt;br /&gt;That will never change;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are going separate ways&lt;br /&gt;That fact remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we must let each other go&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances force us to set each other free;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I give back to you . . . your words -&lt;br /&gt;Touch Yourself and You Touch Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4763925178077734171?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4763925178077734171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/touch-yourself-and-you-touch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4763925178077734171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4763925178077734171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/touch-yourself-and-you-touch-me.html' title='Touch Yourself And You Touch Me'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26PhZVNcCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/btSOLbvIfpo/s72-c/normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-6069715156141841202</id><published>2010-02-07T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:57:10.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>?,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,?............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26OUTVpKlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/d0k2drqw4Fg/s1600-h/Young_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26OUTVpKlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/d0k2drqw4Fg/s320/Young_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435438279722347090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am weak now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; having attempted to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cry out all feelings and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; emotions for you:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In one breath you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; make me smile and cry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in one phone call you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lift my spirits and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; plunge me into depression&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your voice can build up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my hopes and shatter my dreams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You leave me wondering, yet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; disenchanted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; How you do it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll never know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And that you do it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll never breathe a clue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; At least not to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-6069715156141841202?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/6069715156141841202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6069715156141841202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/6069715156141841202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='?,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,?............................'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26OUTVpKlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/d0k2drqw4Fg/s72-c/Young_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-4650507576932383958</id><published>2010-02-07T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:50:09.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In And Out Of LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26MtUYkelI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/h9U4vsSfZm8/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26MtUYkelI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/h9U4vsSfZm8/s320/lady.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435436510476532306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I say I love you I do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But this with you will not do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I need someone I can lean on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Someone I can count on too&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yes you are there sometimes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For that I am grateful to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But I need someone there full time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And that you can not do&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You told me once you loved me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; That I could believe in you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I was there when you needed someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Where were you when I needed someone, too?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The time has come for me to let go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Never to expect you to care again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; People may come and people may go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But my love will never end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-4650507576932383958?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/4650507576932383958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-and-out-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4650507576932383958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/4650507576932383958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-and-out-of-love.html' title='In And Out Of LOVE.'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S26MtUYkelI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/h9U4vsSfZm8/s72-c/lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757627291383005617.post-8827921087080540754</id><published>2010-02-06T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:32:06.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Love To A ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S25zE1anCxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NOV1CXZ83wI/s1600-h/she.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S25zE1anCxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NOV1CXZ83wI/s320/she.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435408327178128146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You were always so perfect to me,&lt;br /&gt;so soft and gentle,&lt;br /&gt;cherishing you instantly,&lt;br /&gt;without a second glance,&lt;br /&gt;I never distrusted those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;that lied to me continuously,&lt;br /&gt;I promised you I'd always try,&lt;br /&gt;but slowly you were losing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always have given you anything,&lt;br /&gt;just to keep your interest,&lt;br /&gt;stopping my heart from remembering,&lt;br /&gt;all the pain you caused,&lt;br /&gt;I never pulled away from that kiss,&lt;br /&gt;that held a painful hint of truth,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'd be too hard to miss,&lt;br /&gt;so I said I was still in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted more than just the infatuation,&lt;br /&gt;that you found in me.&lt;br /&gt;You said love was only a distraction,&lt;br /&gt;that you really didn't need,&lt;br /&gt;so I cried myself to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;knowing the times we shared must end.&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't let emotion run deep,&lt;br /&gt;you said you made love to me, as a ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eventually, my love,&lt;br /&gt; fade, too,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't make love and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;pretending I don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;Never once did I push you away,&lt;br /&gt;but everything comes to end,&lt;br /&gt;so all that's left to say,&lt;br /&gt;is goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved loving you, my ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757627291383005617-8827921087080540754?l=yellowbutterply.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/feeds/8827921087080540754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-love-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8827921087080540754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/757627291383005617/posts/default/8827921087080540754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowbutterply.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-love-to.html' title='Making Love To A ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,'/><author><name>Fareesha sama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16793752473267179196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S3OH1D1DHOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zFAbGcvlq64/S220/R1s22wkiFivFXWIO8iJ-ng.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C3iQnb8sNok/S25zE1anCxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NOV1CXZ83wI/s72-c/she.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
