<?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-21921638</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:13:00.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vanessa</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm taking this creative writing class to enhance my knowledge and to help me create better works of art. Hopefully this will be a good learning experience and will provide help that might be necessary in the future.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114615602234198707</id><published>2006-04-27T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:40:22.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A friend is someone we turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;when our spirits need a lift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A friend is someone we treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;for our friendship is a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A friend is someone who fills our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;with beauty, joy, and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And makes the whole world we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;a better and happier place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Jean Kyler McManus -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114615602234198707?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114615602234198707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114615602234198707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615602234198707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615602234198707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/04/friends-friend-is-someone-we-turn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114615588659779554</id><published>2006-04-27T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:38:06.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ve &lt;/span&gt;years have passed, and we're still going strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sometimes i wonder if my life is set, or will something go wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;When you're happy, you cant explain your feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;When you're upset, it's the worst form of healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's hard to think..how did this all start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;But that doesnt matter, the feelings take over your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; days you want out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and some you cant get enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dealing with all the complications seems to be tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;In the end, you find out you're stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and you can see how your heart beats longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114615530378945961</id><published>2006-04-27T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:28:23.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; finds&lt;/span&gt; in your presence that &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt; is worth while.&lt;br /&gt;So when you are l o n e l y, remember it's &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody s&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;m&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;w&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;e&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;e is thinking of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114615530378945961?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114615530378945961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114615530378945961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615530378945961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615530378945961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/04/somewhere-theres-someone-who-dreams-of.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114615504313749888</id><published>2006-04-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:24:03.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friendship is like the breeze,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can't hold it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smell it,Taste it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or know when it's coming,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you can always feel it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you'll always know it's there,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It may come and then go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you can know it'll always be back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created by Terri Fanning -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114615504313749888?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114615504313749888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114615504313749888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615504313749888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615504313749888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/04/friendship-is-like-breeze-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114615491682544788</id><published>2006-04-27T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:21:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Fateful Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My emotions are too intense to describe;I could never explain the way I feel,I've forgotten how to breathe as he takes my hand,And before me, begins to kneel.I gaze into his hopeful eyesAnd feel his gentle grasp,Time was held still all around,Yet an eternity seemed to elapse.Although he barely whispered the words,In a delicate, loving voice,They landed on my ears like a thunderstorm,That ceases to await my choice.I hated putting you in suspense,But I lost ability to speak,My heart had stopped altogether,A tear rolled down my cheek.I reached out and caressed his lovely face,My decision I'd never second-guess,Loving him so much it hurt,I uttered my fateful, "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Angelia Kristy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114615491682544788?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114615491682544788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114615491682544788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615491682544788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114615491682544788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/04/fateful-yes-my-emotions-are-too.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114582040411465086</id><published>2006-04-23T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:26:44.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and I-I took the one less traveled by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Robert Frost-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Road not Taken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114582040411465086?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114582040411465086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114582040411465086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114582040411465086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114582040411465086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/04/two-roads-diverged-in-yellow-wood-and.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114582017220851890</id><published>2006-04-23T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:22:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Poem of the Day, April 23rd 2006&lt;br /&gt;John Berryman - Dream Song 11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;His mother goes. The mother comes &amp; goes.&lt;br /&gt;Poem of the Day, April 23rd 2006His mother goes. The mother comes &amp;amp; goes.&lt;br /&gt;Chen Lung's too came, came and crampt &amp; then&lt;br /&gt;that dragoner's mother was gone.&lt;br /&gt;It seem we don't have no good bed to lie on,&lt;br /&gt;forever. While he drawing his first breath,&lt;br /&gt;while skinning his knees,&lt;br /&gt;while he was so beastly with love for Charlotte Coquet&lt;br /&gt;he skated up &amp;amp; down in front of her house&lt;br /&gt;wishing he could, sir, die,&lt;br /&gt;while being bullied &amp; he dreamt he could flyâ€”&lt;br /&gt;during irregular verbsâ€”them world-sought bodies&lt;br /&gt;safe in the Arctic lay:&lt;br /&gt;Strindberg rocked in his niche, the great AndrÃ©e&lt;br /&gt;by muscled Fraenkel under what's of the tent,&lt;br /&gt;torn like then limbs, by bears&lt;br /&gt;over fierce decades, harmless. Up in pairs&lt;br /&gt;go we not, but we have a good bed.&lt;br /&gt;I have said what I had to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanpoems.com/poemotd.php"&gt;http://www.americanpoems.com/poemotd.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it's kind of weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114582017220851890?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114582017220851890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114582017220851890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114582017220851890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114582017220851890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/04/poem-of-day-april-23rd-2006-john.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114341188117187762</id><published>2006-03-26T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T14:24:41.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Love so well engrained in one's heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No jest or jolt can remove from mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The thoughts of you flow so full, never to depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;By and by the truth i know, hard it has been to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Long i was alone at heart, but no one i told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Trapped, am i always thinking of reasons why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lost in those radient eyes, your beauty i could not behold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For in this world you were placed on a scale too high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Know this: your heart is my trust enchantment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and your beauty is but a blissful merriment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These were poems that we had to write for our english class, senior year of highschool.  I think it went along with shakespere, but im not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114341188117187762?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114341188117187762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114341188117187762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114341188117187762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114341188117187762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-so-well-engrained-in-ones-heartno.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114201185771338086</id><published>2006-03-10T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:30:57.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;At night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;before take off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;black shutters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;pale skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;casually comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;soon enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;smells like money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;under me, pink houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and green grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;will begin to look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;beautiful flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;how important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;two people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the future entails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was my poem mixed with ashleys and danielles.  I broke it up so each line was from someone else's poem and it actually fit together pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114201185771338086?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114201185771338086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114201185771338086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114201185771338086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114201185771338086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/03/at-nightbefore-take-offblack.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114201166890313590</id><published>2006-03-10T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:27:48.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;  pink house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;green grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;black shutters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;various people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;long driveway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;smells like money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;beautiful flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;three cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;very peaceful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;two people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;perfect life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the poem that we did in class before we combined them with someone else's work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114201166890313590?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114201166890313590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114201166890313590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114201166890313590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114201166890313590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/03/pink-housegreen-grassblack.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114141041001363748</id><published>2006-03-03T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T10:26:50.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's got a whole lot of reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She cant thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nk of a single one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That can justify leav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and he got none but he thinks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he got so many problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man he got, too much time to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His dreams are like co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mmercials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But her dreams are picture perfect and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;dreams are so related though they're often underestimated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Jack Johnson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i like this part of the song, i think it really stands out and it makes you think to understand it completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114141041001363748?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114141041001363748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114141041001363748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114141041001363748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114141041001363748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/03/shes-got-whole-lot-of-reasons-she-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114141001630243724</id><published>2006-03-03T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T10:20:16.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And the eyes get red in the back of your head, this place will make you blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Another sunny day beneath this cloudless sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sometimes I wish that it would rain here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There's nothing real for them to see here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Another starry night in Californ-i-a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm sure back home they'd love to see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But they don't know that what you love is ripped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Back Home- Yellowcard Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114141001630243724?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114141001630243724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Everyday it gets harder to try to be right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wondering what youre going to with your life day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Decisions to be made that only you can make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wondering who you really are in this world full of fakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Knowing that nothing is perfect and trying to accept it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Losing loved ones and falling to pieces by the bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Never knowing when your time will come to be called by Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Trying to make the best of your life and hanging in there by a limb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Its hard to do what will make you happy because of what people will think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Afraid that you will miss something important in just one blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;To find yourself is something only you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Find who the real you is and just be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Live for the moment and dont worry about the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tomorrow may never come so tell your loved ones what you need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Open up your heart and let the real you show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dont be afraid, sometimes you just need to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Trying to life for today isnt so easy and youll find that out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Youll learn what it means to just be you and what lifes really all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It takes time to overcome heartaches and losing the ones close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But never let life get the best of you: just open up and be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Youll learn that girls cause drama and guys are confusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Youll learn that people judge you and lifes abusing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But you just keep on going and keep your head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;You put on a fake smile and pretend youre getting by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;You know your hearts breaking yet dont dare let your cover be blown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;You make someone elses day even it you cant make your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Youll have friends come and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But the most important are those that let their love show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;He comes and holds you when youve been shedding tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tells you he loves you, and then everything seems clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Knows you better than anyone; knows how you feel by the look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Knowing that without him you wouldnt possibly get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;This is the friend that makes you live for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The friend that makes you who are and makes your problems go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The friend that makes the world seem to disappear when youre in his arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;You live to see his smile, the smile that carries his charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;You can break down and cry right in front of him and not care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Secrets, promises, and dreams is what you share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;He keeps you going and living for the moment in this world of hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hes your best friend and your soul mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Ericka Newton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendship-poems.com/poems.php?id=620287"&gt;http://www.friendship-poems.com/poems.php?id=620287&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i really liked this poem, it stuck out alot when i was reading through the poems. Most of the things that the writer is explaining is true and everyone learns that eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114109204583433571?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114109204583433571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114109204583433571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114109204583433571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114109204583433571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/02/everyday-it-gets-harder-to-try-to-be_27.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-114109110383186403</id><published>2006-02-27T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:45:03.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This poem was found on a website where you send your poems in and other people read them and then rate them on how well they are written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.best-love-poems.com/poems.php?id=620011"&gt;http://www.best-love-poems.com/poems.php?id=620011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its something special that we feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something tender deep and real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it enters the heart and we know its there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just by the way we care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but in all the world not another thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ever gives us the joy that love will bring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-114109110383186403?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/114109110383186403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=114109110383186403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114109110383186403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/114109110383186403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-poem-was-found-on-website-where.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-113933701341136451</id><published>2006-02-07T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:30:13.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last time i talked to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;you were lonely and out of place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You were looking down on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lost out in space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Laid underneath the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;strug out and feeling brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Watch the riddles glow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;watch them float away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Down here in the atmosphere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;garbage and city lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;you gotta save your tired soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;you gotta save our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somewhere Out There- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   Our Lady Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-113933701341136451?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/113933701341136451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=113933701341136451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/113933701341136451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/113933701341136451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-time-i-talked-to-you-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583468133120391727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21921638.post-113933638509256253</id><published>2006-02-07T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:19:45.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I stare in awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;at the wondrous sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the most undeniable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;of each and all surroundings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the space that has no strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the revealing of night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;like the surface of the oceans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;if reflects the beauty held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;within each of our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;as each mystery plays on another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm left only in wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the masterpiece of a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;not a bit the same, but not different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21921638-113933638509256253?l=vanessabadlam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessabadlam.blogspot.com/feeds/113933638509256253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21921638&amp;postID=113933638509256253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21921638/posts/default/113933638509256253'/><link rel='self' 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