<?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-4519489584732358056</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:05:35.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Is Writing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-215151920223198917</id><published>2009-12-09T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:24:02.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we said our goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I saw the worst in your smile&lt;br /&gt;Shattered from hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;For this love has not died&lt;br /&gt;Simply torn by your faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This broken heart had been aching&lt;br /&gt;Agonized for far too long&lt;br /&gt;Yet it got crushed again last night&lt;br /&gt;It was not the exertion of a devil&lt;br /&gt;It was an angel in the form of YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve abandoned me long ago&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in my own mind map&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I should find my way back to you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be with you&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing more that I want than to feel you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I’ve caught up with my world&lt;br /&gt;Realizing what is right and wrong for me&lt;br /&gt;At least that’s what I think&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer see you ‘cause you drifted&lt;br /&gt;Far from sight, far from breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always remain the angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;For you had released me from this black cage&lt;br /&gt;Took my hand, and took me into comfort&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to you tight&lt;br /&gt;Too tight I suffocated you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am better&lt;br /&gt;Better off without you&lt;br /&gt;At least that’s what I think&lt;br /&gt;Someday you and I will look into each other’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know you’re somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I will no longer exist&lt;br /&gt;I’ll miss the plurality of you and I&lt;br /&gt;No wait,&lt;br /&gt;I’m missing you already…&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-215151920223198917?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/215151920223198917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=215151920223198917' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/215151920223198917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/215151920223198917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-7856190441479463720</id><published>2009-07-30T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:56:29.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Door</title><content type='html'>Why do you keep looking for that door?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left in there,&lt;br /&gt;Only silver dust that fades with the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop looking for that door,&lt;br /&gt;There's someone waiting for you in the car,&lt;br /&gt;Get up and get moving,&lt;br /&gt;There's no one behind those doors,&lt;br /&gt;Only suicidal notes from yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-7856190441479463720?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7856190441479463720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=7856190441479463720' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/7856190441479463720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/7856190441479463720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-door.html' title='That Door'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-3950721828589803199</id><published>2009-04-20T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:07:36.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>Rip your shirt off,&lt;br /&gt;Look at the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;And stare at your chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see your heart beating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't; Thank God,&lt;br /&gt;Because if you could,&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid to show mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how fast it beats when you hold my hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-3950721828589803199?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3950721828589803199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=3950721828589803199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/3950721828589803199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/3950721828589803199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/heart.html' title='Heart'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-6556210932639008661</id><published>2009-04-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:47:51.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>Apple comes in two colors;&lt;br /&gt;Green and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine comes in two colors;&lt;br /&gt;White and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings are stuck with two colors too;&lt;br /&gt;White and black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the world is furnished with thousands of colors;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you choose to wear only two?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-6556210932639008661?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6556210932639008661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=6556210932639008661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/6556210932639008661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/6556210932639008661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/04/colors.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-7689330380771232887</id><published>2009-03-23T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:06:23.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final</title><content type='html'>If she can't decide&lt;br /&gt;And he is undecided&lt;br /&gt;Let me decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my decision is final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL STOP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-7689330380771232887?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/7689330380771232887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=7689330380771232887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/7689330380771232887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/7689330380771232887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/03/final.html' title='Final'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-9125054835865349798</id><published>2009-02-18T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:43:15.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Today came and you were gone,&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I asphyxiated you;&lt;br /&gt;I am blameworthy of your execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a blunder,&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn’t have taken the subway,&lt;br /&gt;We should have been more careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a long journey down the highway,&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me at the end of the crossroad,&lt;br /&gt;I will bring you home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only yesterday wasn’t a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;Today you would be by my side;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow your name would be Karla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-9125054835865349798?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/9125054835865349798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=9125054835865349798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/9125054835865349798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/9125054835865349798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/02/looking-for-tomorrow.html' title='Looking For Tomorrow'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-1767363165138762546</id><published>2009-02-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:03:05.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valerie</title><content type='html'>Dear Valerie,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, how are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're doing great&lt;br /&gt;I am far from being fine&lt;br /&gt;But I am certainly through with the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Valerie,&lt;br /&gt;You have done it before, haven't you?&lt;br /&gt;How did you feel then?&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;I am composed but I am blameworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Valerie,&lt;br /&gt;I anticipate her presence one day&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I left her&lt;br /&gt;But I shall remain here for her&lt;br /&gt;And this time, I won't let her slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Valerie,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my patronage&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for not judging me&lt;br /&gt;We are the same, aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;Your blood is red and so is mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-1767363165138762546?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1767363165138762546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=1767363165138762546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/1767363165138762546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/1767363165138762546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/02/valerie.html' title='Valerie'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-3865168973445183137</id><published>2009-02-11T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:12:16.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Playing, The Song for Life</title><content type='html'>This is my stage,&lt;br /&gt;These are my audience,&lt;br /&gt;Hail my name,&lt;br /&gt;I will sing you a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself “Don’t worry”,&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be okay,&lt;br /&gt;The audience would love me,&lt;br /&gt;I will be a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I start singing,&lt;br /&gt;I hear the voices I’ve never heard before,&lt;br /&gt;I looked down at my audience,&lt;br /&gt;They were singing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my audience,&lt;br /&gt;For accepting who I am,&lt;br /&gt;For I am not a great singer,&lt;br /&gt;But only a being like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the curtain falls,&lt;br /&gt;And I took my bow,&lt;br /&gt;With great dignity,&lt;br /&gt;I will continue this path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this path has taught me to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;The people who keep judging,&lt;br /&gt;The people who kept questioning,&lt;br /&gt;One day they will succumb to my fight for this life I’ve chosen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-3865168973445183137?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/3865168973445183137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=3865168973445183137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/3865168973445183137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/3865168973445183137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-playing-song-for-life.html' title='Now Playing, The Song for Life'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-8670319206167139438</id><published>2009-01-04T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:18:16.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Seconds to minutes&lt;br /&gt;You cling to me&lt;br /&gt;You wanted my heart&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes to hours&lt;br /&gt;You kept watch of me&lt;br /&gt;A desperate attempt to hold me&lt;br /&gt;To stop me from falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours to days&lt;br /&gt;You promised to stay&lt;br /&gt;You asked for my hands&lt;br /&gt;To hold and never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is approaching&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it swift by&lt;br /&gt;My hands will find yours&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me from falling&lt;br /&gt;Bestow shelter to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me close&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;And time&lt;br /&gt;Will proof you&lt;br /&gt;That I'll never let go too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-8670319206167139438?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8670319206167139438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=8670319206167139438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/8670319206167139438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/8670319206167139438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2009/01/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-7153685979428597419</id><published>2008-12-17T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:55:19.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the Moonlight</title><content type='html'>Forty winks and no sleep&lt;br /&gt;I’m having happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;You know we can’t give it up&lt;br /&gt;Tap, spin and bop&lt;br /&gt;Dance under the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is dead beat&lt;br /&gt;Yet the heart is dancing of joy&lt;br /&gt;The truth can’t be disguise&lt;br /&gt;Get it on tonight&lt;br /&gt;Get up and dance to the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy depletion permitted&lt;br /&gt;Let it out to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Loose yourself to the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Hit that note&lt;br /&gt;You’re dancing in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes, see the bliss&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and laugh with me&lt;br /&gt;Give me one last dance&lt;br /&gt;The crack of dawn unwearyingly awaits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* title inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/76479733/db3d7b26/Toploader_-_Dancing_In_The_Moonlight.html"&gt;Toploader - Dancing in the Moonlight&lt;/a&gt;&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/4519489584732358056-7153685979428597419?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-6148442330346875463</id><published>2008-12-13T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:23:47.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart and Yours, Is ONE</title><content type='html'>Heaven is in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But you placed it in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched me on the face&lt;br /&gt;But I felt it in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand today&lt;br /&gt;And I felt safe in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle whisper of my name&lt;br /&gt;And your name whispered in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were dying&lt;br /&gt;I was dying too&lt;br /&gt;And when you died&lt;br /&gt;I died with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-6148442330346875463?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6148442330346875463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=6148442330346875463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/6148442330346875463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/6148442330346875463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-heart-and-yours-is-one.html' title='My Heart and Yours, Is ONE'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-4764171620423685113</id><published>2008-12-09T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:57:19.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's So Lucky (Yet She Is Not Aware)</title><content type='html'>Girl,&lt;br /&gt;If you have a man who loves you the most&lt;br /&gt;Will you stop hurting his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Will you stop finding his faults?&lt;br /&gt;Because the day you lose him completely&lt;br /&gt;Is the day you will regret the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have once loved and it is now broken&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to blame him&lt;br /&gt;I blame myself more&lt;br /&gt;Because I was ever so lucky&lt;br /&gt;But I chose to ignore and it hurts&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts him more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky he still answers your phone calls&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky you could still hear his voice&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky he said the word 'sorry'&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky he still says he loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he had picked up my phone calls&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had heard him say 'hello'&lt;br /&gt;I wish I told him how sorry I am&lt;br /&gt;I wish he knew how much I had loved him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment last night I pondered&lt;br /&gt;What if I could return to August...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-4764171620423685113?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4764171620423685113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-6107588342111145621</id><published>2008-12-08T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:55:13.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow</title><content type='html'>I see my own shadow trailing me&lt;br /&gt;My loyal companionship&lt;br /&gt;Through joy and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to feel the same&lt;br /&gt;And the moment it's lost&lt;br /&gt;It'll find it's way to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cloud is getting darker&lt;br /&gt;My feet are getting cold&lt;br /&gt;But where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Why won’t you be my shadow?&lt;br /&gt;I never had to wait for my shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you fighting the storm?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you find your way to me?&lt;br /&gt;This shadow never forgets me&lt;br /&gt;Are you forgetting me already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve called me a betrayer of love&lt;br /&gt;I call you my savior of love&lt;br /&gt;You gave me the full stop&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let me bleed&lt;br /&gt;My shadow is bleeding too&lt;br /&gt;You won't see us bleed tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Because my shadow will disappear when morning comes&lt;br /&gt;And so will I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-6107588342111145621?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6107588342111145621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=6107588342111145621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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victory&lt;br /&gt;To be the one cheering&lt;br /&gt;To feel proud of my achievement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn’t be there&lt;br /&gt;You went to heaven to God&lt;br /&gt;You put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;But He was almightier&lt;br /&gt;You said your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Silently and peacefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perfect graduation&lt;br /&gt;Ruined by one midnight&lt;br /&gt;You would never return to me&lt;br /&gt;I lost one chance to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;That I am the best grandchild you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to leave so soon?&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t done with you&lt;br /&gt;I had a perfect dream arranged&lt;br /&gt;Your departure alters everything&lt;br /&gt;The future I dreamt of was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect graduation&lt;br /&gt;The perfect plan&lt;br /&gt;The perfect future&lt;br /&gt;Lost with you&lt;br /&gt;Gone with you&lt;br /&gt;Died with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have you close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I’m living today for you granny…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-2201096722977976400?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2201096722977976400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=2201096722977976400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/2201096722977976400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/2201096722977976400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-perfect-graduation-grandchilds-wish.html' title='My Perfect Graduation (A Grandchild’s Wish)'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-4755674910069257425</id><published>2008-11-24T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:59:24.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Page</title><content type='html'>You gave me a book of life,&lt;br /&gt;On one page there were full of tales,&lt;br /&gt;Tales of a wonderful journey,&lt;br /&gt;Of great happiness,&lt;br /&gt;And of painstaking sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lead me into that page,&lt;br /&gt;You told me you'll be there with me,&lt;br /&gt;To explore many more other pages,&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength to go on,&lt;br /&gt;You kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you left, i kept going,&lt;br /&gt;When you decided to never come back,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to move on to a new page,&lt;br /&gt;But i kept going back to the previous page,&lt;br /&gt;The page where you promised me wonders,&lt;br /&gt;The page where you'd keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm still reading that page,&lt;br /&gt;Going through every single moment alone,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at Jim alone,&lt;br /&gt;Crying for Sara alone,&lt;br /&gt;Crying for myself alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-4755674910069257425?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/4755674910069257425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=4755674910069257425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/4755674910069257425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/4755674910069257425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/11/page.html' title='The Page'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-3842253476449000089</id><published>2008-11-22T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:46:14.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary of the Agonized Moment</title><content type='html'>I regret knowing a guy by the name of Matthiu&lt;br /&gt;He hates me and why I don’t have a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have walked up to Jas and say ‘You’re the best’&lt;br /&gt;But I know it would all end up a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have been a better chick in school&lt;br /&gt;But I blew everything coz I don’t act cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil had been chasing me up and down&lt;br /&gt;And every time it got to me, I lost count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have worked harder for my papers&lt;br /&gt;At least I won’t have to feel so useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have cried louder when she died&lt;br /&gt;It could have helped my feelings like tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When another died, I crumbled like the tower&lt;br /&gt;These tears will not go away in an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James thinks that my life is brilliant&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t have figured that out in a million&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel beautiful yesterday, today and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;These puts me through more pain and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe my granny’s really gone&lt;br /&gt;The agony’s too much to let bygones be bygones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have plans for this 21st century&lt;br /&gt;But I already know my priority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wouldn’t be an angel coz I never prayed hard enough&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need one too coz Kiz makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my worst agony is to have falling for you&lt;br /&gt;You who had taken my heart and crushed it&lt;br /&gt;Probably that is why I never felt beautiful…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-3842253476449000089?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-6932760462999517305</id><published>2008-11-18T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:33:42.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered Selena</title><content type='html'>She calls home from a distance&lt;br /&gt;Just to find out her daddy’s drunk&lt;br /&gt;Her mommy doesn’t sound good&lt;br /&gt;Her lil sister is calling her name out&lt;br /&gt;She cries and she cries…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby don’t you worry&lt;br /&gt;My shattered Selena&lt;br /&gt;You’re growing stronger than you ever imagined&lt;br /&gt;You’re picking up the pace to make a living&lt;br /&gt;I have my eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked along the empty street&lt;br /&gt;Just to find a canister with left overs&lt;br /&gt;She felt the hunger of her own stomach&lt;br /&gt;But she gave it to the folk across the street&lt;br /&gt;She cries and she cries…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she reached her doorstep&lt;br /&gt;There standing with joy was her lil sister&lt;br /&gt;She held her up like an angel filtered with pride&lt;br /&gt;Her mommy watching from the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my baby, my baby Selena&lt;br /&gt;She is the angel of a shattered, broken home&lt;br /&gt;I am bleeding but she is my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;You’ve saved me since the day you were born&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-6932760462999517305?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/6932760462999517305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-5488640303411584940</id><published>2008-11-13T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:32:19.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Brother</title><content type='html'>Dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;What happened between us?&lt;br /&gt;What made you hate me a great deal?&lt;br /&gt;What sort of pleasure are you getting from this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;Do I exist in your journal?&lt;br /&gt;Do I get a second of your time?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you long to deport me from your ship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;Am I that unimportant?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the shit you had to deal with all your life?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I already buried six feet under your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it means to call you ‘dear’?&lt;br /&gt;It means I muse over the good old times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times when you were there for me&lt;br /&gt;When you took me into your arms&lt;br /&gt;And when you lift me up high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times when there were no hatred&lt;br /&gt;When there was only room for love&lt;br /&gt;And when the drizzle shines bizarrely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brother,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I never had to say this&lt;br /&gt;But you make me dig this grave&lt;br /&gt;Not to bury myself though&lt;br /&gt;It’s you I am burying…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-5488640303411584940?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/5488640303411584940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=5488640303411584940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/5488640303411584940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/5488640303411584940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-brother.html' title='Dear Brother'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-2774324309976793772</id><published>2008-11-11T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:31:00.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors of a Bullet</title><content type='html'>Feeling grey&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;Feeling white&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling all the colors tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty damn tired&lt;br /&gt;Of you whining&lt;br /&gt;Of you yelling&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel good tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory of you&lt;br /&gt;Gone for the night&lt;br /&gt;It’ll haunt again&lt;br /&gt;When dawn comes replacing my night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is now&lt;br /&gt;That was then&lt;br /&gt;I’m over&lt;br /&gt;Over you and all of your Barbie dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go on&lt;br /&gt;Load a bullet&lt;br /&gt;Pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Judge yourself and do the honor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that honor would be my pleasure…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-2774324309976793772?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/2774324309976793772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=2774324309976793772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/2774324309976793772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/2774324309976793772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/11/colors-of-bullet.html' title='Colors of a Bullet'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-50199866173230465</id><published>2008-11-09T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:35:39.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vatican Dream</title><content type='html'>Standing on a mount&lt;br /&gt;High above touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;The cold numbs my mind&lt;br /&gt;Fixing the pain and agony&lt;br /&gt;This is my Vatican dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathing in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Surfing on the tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;Stabbed me like a blade&lt;br /&gt;Please bleed me to my deathbed&lt;br /&gt;This is my Vatican dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down the ravine&lt;br /&gt;Fear arises with no warnin’&lt;br /&gt;That fear engulfs my angst&lt;br /&gt;Away from dark memories&lt;br /&gt;This is my Vatican dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But home where I am&lt;br /&gt;Laying down puzzles and riddles&lt;br /&gt;What will happen to me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me today?&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my Vatican dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lung is punctured&lt;br /&gt;By the wound of your dying words&lt;br /&gt;You’re not the only one dead&lt;br /&gt;You took me with you&lt;br /&gt;On the day you promised me&lt;br /&gt;A sweet Vatican dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-50199866173230465?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/50199866173230465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=50199866173230465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/50199866173230465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/50199866173230465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/11/vatican-dream.html' title='A Vatican Dream'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-8422650742679012302</id><published>2008-10-30T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:41:59.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen To Me</title><content type='html'>I’m bleeding with rage inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Like a pendulum swinging in my lungs&lt;br /&gt;Where is this coming from&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that for sure&lt;br /&gt;You lied to me all these years&lt;br /&gt;Years of trust you smeared with treason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost sure that you’re the one for me&lt;br /&gt;All your lies and betrayal&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me why is that for&lt;br /&gt;I gave up everything just to be with you&lt;br /&gt;To witness the best thing of my life&lt;br /&gt;And to learn the painful truth the foolish way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you just shut up and listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Coz’ I’m gonna spill it once&lt;br /&gt;You sick lil bastard you cleaned out my life&lt;br /&gt;You tarnished my hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;The cult you drag me into is driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;I lost the meaning of life because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This transition will revolutionize me&lt;br /&gt;Will change you in a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;Please listen to me just this once&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never get away with what you’re doin’ now&lt;br /&gt;At least not while I’m still around&lt;br /&gt;I will haunt you…&lt;br /&gt;Until dawn awakes you from your nightmares…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-8422650742679012302?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/8422650742679012302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=8422650742679012302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/8422650742679012302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/8422650742679012302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/2008/10/listen-to-me.html' title='Listen To Me'/><author><name>atreyu strange</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2thtCvO_Pgw/SUkLYSlXb8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QdGcn_imJms/S220/kasutku.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519489584732358056.post-1294084730859231202</id><published>2008-10-29T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:43:15.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Call</title><content type='html'>Midnight came and haunts me&lt;br /&gt;Sadness feels me up like never before&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of an enchanted realm&lt;br /&gt;Where the grass was shining green&lt;br /&gt;Like life not meant to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed streams one after another&lt;br /&gt;My feet touching the icy cold water&lt;br /&gt;Running rivulet felt like my own blood&lt;br /&gt;Giving me a whole fresh strength&lt;br /&gt;To carry on with my crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the woods I felt the majesty&lt;br /&gt;Whispering my name right into my heart&lt;br /&gt;The sound of nature I heard&lt;br /&gt;Touching the leaves and branches&lt;br /&gt;Adoration a salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying awake gave me a reality check&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting me in the cold outside&lt;br /&gt;The city, the people, the greed&lt;br /&gt;The shadow of the moon falls in place&lt;br /&gt;But nothing in the world does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519489584732358056-1294084730859231202?l=strangeiswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangeiswriting.blogspot.com/feeds/1294084730859231202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4519489584732358056&amp;postID=1294084730859231202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519489584732358056/posts/default/1294084730859231202'/><link rel='self' 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