<?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-29136743</id><updated>2012-02-10T14:53:03.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poetry Corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-170546989280338666</id><published>2011-12-30T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:38:34.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone in Regrets</title><content type='html'>Visions of our future&lt;br /&gt;drift through my mind&lt;br /&gt;scattered and broken are they&lt;br /&gt;through trials and tests of time&lt;br /&gt;feelings of abandonment&lt;br /&gt;though you'd never really left&lt;br /&gt;and dreams I'd seemed to carry&lt;br /&gt;alone on my shattered back&lt;br /&gt;where were you &lt;br /&gt;when times were so hard&lt;br /&gt;for there next to me&lt;br /&gt;your smile&amp;nbsp;never faultered&lt;br /&gt;and your carefree never dimmed&lt;br /&gt;had you ever worried as I&lt;br /&gt;or wondered if we'd survive&lt;br /&gt;or had you taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;the pain I carried&lt;br /&gt;and the way I struggled on&lt;br /&gt;here in the present&lt;br /&gt;with fear in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;can you feel my unhappy&lt;br /&gt;resting at your side&lt;br /&gt;will you notice how I'm writhing&lt;br /&gt;or plant excuses at my feet&lt;br /&gt;will you learn to pull your weight&lt;br /&gt;or leave me to defeat&lt;br /&gt;how long can this last&lt;br /&gt;when I feel so beaten down&lt;br /&gt;alone in my worries&lt;br /&gt;forever seeking a crown&lt;br /&gt;of approval, of your thanks&lt;br /&gt;sheltered in regret&lt;br /&gt;will you ever be enough&lt;br /&gt;to calm my storming head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-170546989280338666?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/170546989280338666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/12/alone-in-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/170546989280338666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/170546989280338666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/12/alone-in-regrets.html' title='Alone in Regrets'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-3856156262803468270</id><published>2011-11-09T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T08:54:00.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Kiss</title><content type='html'>Bite my lip,&amp;nbsp;crave the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Razors dancing&amp;nbsp;for liquid life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nestled in a cradle of skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falling from my fingertips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prick my thumb like a thorn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and rest upon my shattered hip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A breath of lonely in my ears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sighs of relinquishment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lingering in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcoming this gloomy touch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;engulf my flesh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make this enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breed the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shelter the woes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Longing fill my breathless howls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the eve grows dimmer still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ease my suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with lifeless chills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caress my being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a hallowed light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crimson blankets of what was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surrounding every inch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I've finally broken free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever lying in my peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shackles no longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;binding my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, color is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all shapes forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hurt is no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A smile playing on my lips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;death came to claim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my rosy kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-3856156262803468270?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/3856156262803468270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/3856156262803468270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/3856156262803468270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-kiss.html' title='Last Kiss'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-1167817804280230384</id><published>2011-10-07T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:11:20.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Shining Star</title><content type='html'>I can see you struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with each passing day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing theres nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with which to ease your pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm holding out my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for you to grab hold&lt;br /&gt;It catches then slips&lt;br /&gt;but I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you close&lt;br /&gt;and help you grow&lt;br /&gt;'till you're strong enough&lt;br /&gt;to stand on your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-1167817804280230384?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/1167817804280230384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-shining-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/1167817804280230384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/1167817804280230384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-shining-star.html' title='Your Shining Star'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-8583019080900311104</id><published>2011-09-30T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:41:06.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving You</title><content type='html'>Would it make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;if you say I look alright?&lt;br /&gt;Would it make it all easier&lt;br /&gt;if i just turn off the lights?&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have to see me&lt;br /&gt;hurting like this&lt;br /&gt;and I swear that I'll not let us die&lt;br /&gt;I just need a little time to figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;My worst thoughts&amp;nbsp;and worries&lt;br /&gt;are all coming to life.&lt;br /&gt;And though I know that you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;through the toughest and the best of things,&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the pit in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;growing stronger in fear.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna hide my face,&lt;br /&gt;and close my eyes for a while.&lt;br /&gt;To the moon and to the stars&lt;br /&gt;to a place not quite so far,&lt;br /&gt;that you can't catch me before i fall&lt;br /&gt;and bring me back&lt;br /&gt;to hold me in your arms again&lt;br /&gt;and whisper of how you are longing&lt;br /&gt;to be free with me&lt;br /&gt;for eternity&lt;br /&gt;we could sit here intertwined like this&lt;br /&gt;simply lay and&amp;nbsp;reminisce&lt;br /&gt;of times that were better than they appeared&lt;br /&gt;really we don't have much&lt;br /&gt;but just each other feeling close&lt;br /&gt;trembling from the heat and cold&lt;br /&gt;of our bodies telling stories&lt;br /&gt;all through the bitter nights&lt;br /&gt;as you wipe the tears from my face&lt;br /&gt;I fall deeper into your embrace&lt;br /&gt;making love and sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;washing away the pain&lt;br /&gt;drowning out my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;with your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hide my face&lt;br /&gt;behind my eyes I'm starting to fly&lt;br /&gt;to the moon and to the stars&lt;br /&gt;to a place not quite so far&lt;br /&gt;that you don't catch me as i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;and bring me back&lt;br /&gt;to hold me against your chest&lt;br /&gt;and rest to the beating of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;finally feeling free just to be&lt;br /&gt;for eternity&lt;br /&gt;Here with you is all i sought&lt;br /&gt;to know your warmth&lt;br /&gt;by the fires dancing light&lt;br /&gt;wrapped &amp;nbsp;in blankets&lt;br /&gt;up to our noses&lt;br /&gt;fighting off the world&lt;br /&gt;and all their fake red roses&lt;br /&gt;their promises of better things&lt;br /&gt;oh i know too well they cannot be&lt;br /&gt;the best is where i am right now&lt;br /&gt;fitting in your arms so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;we've made it so far together&lt;br /&gt;holding hands through time and space&lt;br /&gt;continuing our loving state&lt;br /&gt;overcoming tests and trials&lt;br /&gt;others drug us through&lt;br /&gt;just to stretch our strength&lt;br /&gt;to test our devotion&lt;br /&gt;we know where our loyalties lie&lt;br /&gt;in the time that's passed&lt;br /&gt;we've seen pain and conquered sorrow&lt;br /&gt;surpassed misery and land here on our feet&lt;br /&gt;our affections have come to last&lt;br /&gt;I won't hide my face anymore&lt;br /&gt;or close my eyes to cry&lt;br /&gt;you've seen me for all i am&lt;br /&gt;holding me helping me stand&lt;br /&gt;together to the moon, to the stars&lt;br /&gt;never straying very far&lt;br /&gt;holding strong so we don't fall&lt;br /&gt;back to reality, safe and bright,&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;caress&amp;nbsp;each other until mornings light&lt;br /&gt;freely loving you&lt;br /&gt;for eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-8583019080900311104?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/8583019080900311104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/09/loving-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/8583019080900311104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/8583019080900311104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/09/loving-you.html' title='Loving You'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-5657580794323705805</id><published>2011-09-25T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:30:53.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO EXCITED!!!</title><content type='html'>I'M ENGAGED!!!!!! Now, yes, I am young. However, this being said, I have made it my personal goal in life to be married once. and to not get divorced so this is big because I will not back down it is something I am very adamant about! I'm very thrilled. I love this guy and I never thought he would actually want to do this but I am&amp;nbsp;ecstatic&amp;nbsp;non-the-less. WOOOT!!!!! (and would you believe i've already had to fight off the wolves of drama... damn that's almost immediately)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-5657580794323705805?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/5657580794323705805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/5657580794323705805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/5657580794323705805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-excited.html' title='SO EXCITED!!!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-1426143701638154168</id><published>2011-08-30T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:37:08.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Chapter</title><content type='html'>My head is screaming you're no good&lt;div&gt;my heart is crying as it should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're face engraved in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though I know I need to leave it behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm worth so much more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of this I am too sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I don't know how to leave you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its more than my heart can stand to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've got your claws gripping deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I've kept hoping you're something to keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know now that what I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is just a fragment of reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my veins are popping and my chest is bruised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all this is part of your daily muse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get me to stay and love at all costs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm fighting a battle I long ago lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to forget would be utter bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's hard to erase that one first kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;truly I've been blind to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you really do to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've given you all that I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so why then is here where we stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You had your vices and I had mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought they would smooth over time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really over this time around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finally touched the cold hard ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant take this any more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grab your coat and find the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've taken all my sanity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's nothing left here for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walk out and go quietly now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get your stuff and just skip town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is time it's really the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't even try to pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I will love you to the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried everything i could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you even said you understood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really you were all just lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clever words meant to disguise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the things you did to make it seem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like you were surreal like a twisted dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've taken your turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and heard my words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now take me final plea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just be done forever with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-1426143701638154168?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/1426143701638154168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/08/final-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/1426143701638154168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/1426143701638154168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/08/final-chapter.html' title='The Final Chapter'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-7736993450319742188</id><published>2011-01-07T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T11:18:08.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extacy</title><content type='html'>your hugs are like coke&lt;br /&gt;your kisses are like speed&lt;br /&gt;your love is like heroine&lt;br /&gt;without you near&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;your voice is like meth&lt;br /&gt;your smile is like weed&lt;br /&gt;your touch is like Extacy&lt;br /&gt;without you here&lt;br /&gt;I'm shedding tears&lt;br /&gt;you are my drug&lt;br /&gt;my indulgence of choice&lt;br /&gt;the one the only&lt;br /&gt;just for me&lt;br /&gt;your skin feels like velvet&lt;br /&gt;your eyes look like stars&lt;br /&gt;your body is like porcelain&lt;br /&gt;i'm right here, never far&lt;br /&gt;your emotions are a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;your laugh is my sun&lt;br /&gt;your arms are my castle&lt;br /&gt;it kills me now,&lt;br /&gt;that we are done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-7736993450319742188?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/7736993450319742188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/01/extacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/7736993450319742188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/7736993450319742188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2011/01/extacy.html' title='Extacy'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-3834377908383241475</id><published>2009-04-15T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:36:54.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;She yelled some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did it again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just another disappointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i left at her door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though i tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hard as i might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she'd never understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my desperate plight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be appreciated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to hear her say aloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"My daughter you've done wonderful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you really make me proud."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i know i'll never hear that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she will never speake those words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because my best just isn't good enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it could never make her proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-3834377908383241475?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-6030031026954785934</id><published>2009-04-15T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:55:55.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ritual</title><content type='html'>Everyday she wonders.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she cries.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she opens her knife&lt;br /&gt;and lets her blood fly.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping not to be here.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping not to awake.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping just to slide on by&lt;br /&gt;without a single quake.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings they are ritual.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings are a norm.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings leave her all alone,&lt;br /&gt;in isolation she is torn.&lt;br /&gt;No on ever noticed.&lt;br /&gt;No one ever cared.&lt;br /&gt;No one ever tried to see&lt;br /&gt;her broken heart that could be spared.&lt;br /&gt;She lives a life of mystery.&lt;br /&gt;She lives a life of fear.&lt;br /&gt;She lives a life of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;that always brings her tears.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she wonders.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she cries.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is Ritual.&lt;br /&gt;No one will see her die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-6030031026954785934?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/6030031026954785934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2009/04/ritual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/6030031026954785934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I wrote another poem... this one not about me... even though it says I... I guess I am just a bit depressed so I got inspiration and the adjectives and nouns just started flowing... oh well... here it is... once again ... not about me... I already have my masterpiece... don't need to die to see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks down the hallway&lt;br /&gt;with a smile on her face&lt;br /&gt;everywhere she goes&lt;br /&gt;grace follows in her place&lt;br /&gt;nobody suspects what she hides&lt;br /&gt;behind her sparkling blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;she says hello to me&lt;br /&gt;and bats her lashes at the sky&lt;br /&gt;teachers love her&lt;br /&gt;because she always gives her all&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows what she keeps&lt;br /&gt;behind her false fronts&lt;br /&gt;She goes home&lt;br /&gt;continues pretending&lt;br /&gt;trying to be something&lt;br /&gt;they want her to be&lt;br /&gt;nobody understands&lt;br /&gt;how shes breaking inside&lt;br /&gt;A day goes by,&lt;br /&gt;her parents become worried&lt;br /&gt;they wiggle the door knob&lt;br /&gt;but its jammed&lt;br /&gt;by the time they get it open&lt;br /&gt;it will all be too late&lt;br /&gt;She finishes her note&lt;br /&gt;as the last part of her masterpiece is complete&lt;br /&gt;her last breath is taken&lt;br /&gt;she whispers that shes sorry she couldn't be&lt;br /&gt;everything they wanted her to be&lt;br /&gt;all their expectations&lt;br /&gt;everything they'd planned&lt;br /&gt;she knew she'd never measure&lt;br /&gt;so why try to succeeding&lt;br /&gt;when she'd already failed&lt;br /&gt;They finally got in&lt;br /&gt;they broke down the door&lt;br /&gt;saw their little girl lying there on the floor&lt;br /&gt;in a pool of her blood&lt;br /&gt;they cradled her head&lt;br /&gt;and cried to heavens&lt;br /&gt;they'd lost their poor baby&lt;br /&gt;of whom they adored&lt;br /&gt;they noticed the note&lt;br /&gt;wet and blood stained&lt;br /&gt;Daddy opened it and read&lt;br /&gt;shocked he never knew all her pain&lt;br /&gt;She was happy so it seemed&lt;br /&gt;but inside she was dying&lt;br /&gt;she was living up their dreams&lt;br /&gt;they would never be happy&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if only they knew&lt;br /&gt;all her plans shattered left askew&lt;br /&gt;police investigations&lt;br /&gt;of course it was suicide&lt;br /&gt;they never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;she hid it so well&lt;br /&gt;her mask never faltered&lt;br /&gt;she kept her feelings inside&lt;br /&gt;or on a sheet of paper&lt;br /&gt;they opened her diary&lt;br /&gt;and read it aloud&lt;br /&gt;they realized they didn't know anything&lt;br /&gt;about their baby girl&lt;br /&gt;she always wore a smile&lt;br /&gt;she always braved the day&lt;br /&gt;she told me that she loved me&lt;br /&gt;but I thought it was just a game&lt;br /&gt;now shes gone and its too late&lt;br /&gt;she never knew I felt the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-1812714819689337774?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/1812714819689337774/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-5701178730470648203</id><published>2008-01-06T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:25:34.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake</title><content type='html'>Ever felt like you don't matter?&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone you know is a fake?&lt;br /&gt;Like if you take off your mask, the real you isn't worth seeing?&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone around you deserves better than what you have to offer?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you were a mistake and no matter how you try to fix it you just make it worse so you feel like hurting yourself as punishment for being so stupid?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I am a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;M-I-S-T-A-K-E&lt;br /&gt;my kindergarten teacher taught me to spell words by looking at it, reading it, spelling it, then reading it again.&lt;br /&gt;M-I-S-T-A-K-E&lt;br /&gt;Its a word I know well because its what I am.&lt;br /&gt;My mom didn't want to get pregnant with me.&lt;br /&gt;I was a nuisance that made her drop out.&lt;br /&gt;I burdened her life with the useless piece of crap she is cursed to call her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;M-E.&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;Describe that.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard.&lt;br /&gt;You can't get a straight answer, because I don't even know who that is anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made the world a better place by being in it, because I haven't done anything to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;But I know who I've become.&lt;br /&gt;This is me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a mirror to see that I am ugly.&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is look inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;-Kitty-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-3767671989199124935</id><published>2008-01-05T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:03:07.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone At Last</title><content type='html'>The eye watches&lt;br /&gt;beholds controls&lt;br /&gt;rips at what&lt;br /&gt;we barley know&lt;br /&gt;Love betrays&lt;br /&gt;contorts, and mocks&lt;br /&gt;a road of blindness&lt;br /&gt;we willingly walk&lt;br /&gt;Hearts shatter&lt;br /&gt;break and cry&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes&lt;br /&gt;its better to die&lt;br /&gt;The unknown&lt;br /&gt;hides, shaded&lt;br /&gt;left in darkness&lt;br /&gt;where I cry&lt;br /&gt;You take me&lt;br /&gt;Shake me, throw me out&lt;br /&gt;No drought left&lt;br /&gt;I sigh and count&lt;br /&gt;Moments left have I to live&lt;br /&gt;your last chance&lt;br /&gt;before we conceive&lt;br /&gt;what cannot be&lt;br /&gt;Irreversible is the end&lt;br /&gt;drowning, sinking&lt;br /&gt;falling fast&lt;br /&gt;farewell my love&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone at last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-3767671989199124935?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/3767671989199124935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/gone-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/3767671989199124935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/3767671989199124935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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everything&lt;br /&gt;I have come to live for,&lt;br /&gt;by ending everything&lt;br /&gt;that we were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-681004101081971426?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/681004101081971426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/681004101081971426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/681004101081971426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-3345705571706656842</id><published>2008-01-05T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:01:44.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At War with Me</title><content type='html'>So quickly I grew used to having you around&lt;br /&gt;so much I trusted and loved you but now its over&lt;br /&gt;can't change what I've done&lt;br /&gt;lost you for good this time&lt;br /&gt;for better or for worse&lt;br /&gt;before death did we part&lt;br /&gt;we split and I played it off like I didn't care&lt;br /&gt;lying to myself again and again&lt;br /&gt;hoping to make my lies reality&lt;br /&gt;I hide my feelings of pain&lt;br /&gt;under my sleeve and in my heart&lt;br /&gt;slowly the pain of losing you&lt;br /&gt;Is carving a deeper hole into my flesh&lt;br /&gt;you run down my arm&lt;br /&gt;and pool on the floor in a puddle before my feet&lt;br /&gt;my mind keeps spinning and I see your face everywhere&lt;br /&gt;as it haunts my heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;more quickly now&lt;br /&gt;you are carving your essence of addiction into me&lt;br /&gt;tormenting my soul&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of you dangle throughout my troubled mind&lt;br /&gt;set me free from misery&lt;br /&gt;let my heart soar&lt;br /&gt;my bleeding stop&lt;br /&gt;and my hope restore&lt;br /&gt;let me continue to live a lie&lt;br /&gt;because its all I know any more&lt;br /&gt;because its all I let myself see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-3345705571706656842?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/3345705571706656842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-war-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/3345705571706656842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/3345705571706656842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-war-with-me.html' title='At War with Me'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-4325802061190022175</id><published>2008-01-05T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:00:03.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ship Wrecked</title><content type='html'>With every tear running down my face&lt;br /&gt;you can't imagine the pain I want to erase&lt;br /&gt;with every ticking of my dieing clock&lt;br /&gt;you can't keep up.&lt;br /&gt;so here I stand&lt;br /&gt;here I stand&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;and wanting you,&lt;br /&gt;and knowing you won't come,&lt;br /&gt;you won't come,no.&lt;br /&gt;Dieing now ever so slowly&lt;br /&gt;As the tears pour from my bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;I use my blade and erase the pain&lt;br /&gt;you willingly handed me&lt;br /&gt;you turn your back on me again&lt;br /&gt;turn my gut within me again&lt;br /&gt;and i leave no trace of ever wanting you&lt;br /&gt;no trace of the love I ever had for you&lt;br /&gt;cause there I stood&lt;br /&gt;there I stood&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;and wanting you&lt;br /&gt;but you never came&lt;br /&gt;you never came&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;My blood runs cold now&lt;br /&gt;my heart beats slow now&lt;br /&gt;my breathing stops,&lt;br /&gt;screeching to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;With a jolt I awake&lt;br /&gt;your not worth my pain&lt;br /&gt;'n' your not worth my time&lt;br /&gt;if you can't see what you're missing&lt;br /&gt;then baby you don't deserve this heartache of mine&lt;br /&gt;and I was there&lt;br /&gt;I was there&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;wanting you&lt;br /&gt;to finally see me&lt;br /&gt;but you wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;and now I give my love&lt;br /&gt;to someone who will return&lt;br /&gt;the love without the hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-4325802061190022175?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/4325802061190022175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/ship-wrecked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/4325802061190022175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/4325802061190022175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2008/01/ship-wrecked.html' title='Ship Wrecked'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-678304804101522591</id><published>2007-12-22T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T18:49:34.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>Everything was fine&lt;br /&gt;till you pushed it to far&lt;br /&gt;you knew you couldn't do it&lt;br /&gt;you knew your strength wouldn't hold&lt;br /&gt;you knew later you'd suffer&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't think we would too&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stopped to think&lt;br /&gt;about the ones who care for you&lt;br /&gt;about the ones who love you so&lt;br /&gt;about the one little girl who you'd hurt&lt;br /&gt;and how she'd writhe inside&lt;br /&gt;each time you did something that could cost you your life&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever start to wonder&lt;br /&gt;What if you weren't here?&lt;br /&gt;What if you'd never existed?&lt;br /&gt;What if you were never born?&lt;br /&gt;Well there'd be a kid you could count on&lt;br /&gt;that would feel an explosion of grief because something would always be missing&lt;br /&gt;Theres more than one kind of hole in hearts&lt;br /&gt;there's flesh and theres emptiness&lt;br /&gt;there's physical and mental&lt;br /&gt;they're both real and potentially dangerous&lt;br /&gt;and the kind you have puts one in mine&lt;br /&gt;though they're different, one hurts worse and cuts you down to the core.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you never pondered&lt;br /&gt;that someone would care this much&lt;br /&gt;that someone would share your pain&lt;br /&gt;that someone would die inside&lt;br /&gt;every time you just weren't there&lt;br /&gt;and the irresolution of whether or not you ever could be again would take hold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-678304804101522591?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/678304804101522591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2007/12/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/678304804101522591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/678304804101522591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2007/12/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-1246947736965096885</id><published>2007-04-10T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:18:00.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;what you do and the pain,&lt;br /&gt;the pain you put me through&lt;br /&gt;if only I could show you&lt;br /&gt;how you've hurt&lt;br /&gt;my inner child.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to believe&lt;br /&gt;you're the hero I'd always thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;but the thought always leaves me distraught.&lt;br /&gt;One more drink might be your last.&lt;br /&gt;One more drink just do it fast.&lt;br /&gt;You mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew&lt;br /&gt;I was alone and scared&lt;br /&gt;and punished for being only me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and loveing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-1246947736965096885?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/1246947736965096885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/1246947736965096885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-2179580663838011069</id><published>2007-03-14T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:09:04.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A concealing</title><content type='html'>You Love the me I pretend to be&lt;br /&gt;But do you know who hides&lt;br /&gt;deep in my shadows&lt;br /&gt;a secret lies&lt;br /&gt;that will change all you have thought of me&lt;br /&gt;all that I am left to portray&lt;br /&gt;is a character bound by dismay&lt;br /&gt;You love the her she pretends to be&lt;br /&gt;and know not of the secret she hides&lt;br /&gt;though it may change all you have thought of her&lt;br /&gt;you pressure all the more&lt;br /&gt;to see what she keeps behind the doors&lt;br /&gt;if she steps out&lt;br /&gt;do you promise to still love me like before?&lt;br /&gt;she has a secret fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Someday she will come out and tell the world&lt;br /&gt;but they won't understand&lt;br /&gt;so here she resides behind locked doors&lt;br /&gt;hiding who she's been&lt;br /&gt;because of who she is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-2179580663838011069?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/2179580663838011069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/2179580663838011069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2007/03/concealing.html' title='A concealing'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-5429563102557027023</id><published>2007-03-06T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T09:32:24.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>I love you!&lt;br /&gt;What does it truely mean?&lt;br /&gt;to me it is always just a cliche&lt;br /&gt;an overly used bunch of words&lt;br /&gt;"I love you!"&lt;br /&gt;I say it often&lt;br /&gt;but does it mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;words are nothing&lt;br /&gt;they are used blindly&lt;br /&gt;and thrown everywhere&lt;br /&gt;People take them to heart&lt;br /&gt;I try to block them out&lt;br /&gt;I try to be oblivious to all else&lt;br /&gt;but although its what I want&lt;br /&gt;no on will leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;I love you isn't what I should say to you&lt;br /&gt;because you are more special to me&lt;br /&gt;than any bunch of words could ever be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-5429563102557027023?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/5429563102557027023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/5429563102557027023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-116699705603582720</id><published>2006-12-24T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:50:56.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Forbidden Love</title><content type='html'>Uknown to many&lt;br /&gt;A secret lay asleep&lt;br /&gt;On a separate earth&lt;br /&gt;Owned by two longing&lt;br /&gt;desperate souls&lt;br /&gt;The two desperate&lt;br /&gt;souls longed for a&lt;br /&gt;belonging to which&lt;br /&gt;they held in secret&lt;br /&gt;for each other&lt;br /&gt;A Forbidden Love&lt;br /&gt;the people can not know&lt;br /&gt;for fear of exposure&lt;br /&gt;and for fear of rejection&lt;br /&gt;of the souls&lt;br /&gt;On the separate earth&lt;br /&gt;a fairy tale was born&lt;br /&gt;it was a tale where&lt;br /&gt;eternity blessed them&lt;br /&gt;with prosperity&lt;br /&gt;and with child&lt;br /&gt;never to fear their fears&lt;br /&gt;Visiting that desolate place&lt;br /&gt;kept them hopeful&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of it&lt;br /&gt;kept them alive&lt;br /&gt;and longing for it&lt;br /&gt;drove them with a passion&lt;br /&gt;to reach it at all costs&lt;br /&gt;A courage mustered from one&lt;br /&gt;an understanding from the other&lt;br /&gt;combined they felt unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;and their love at last was shared&lt;br /&gt;But the common folk didn't accept&lt;br /&gt;their fears were confirmed&lt;br /&gt;but they smiled and went on&lt;br /&gt;love held them together&lt;br /&gt;love kept them strong&lt;br /&gt;love gave them a reason to go on&lt;br /&gt;when their hearts wanted nothing but to quit&lt;br /&gt;The message isn't rebellion&lt;br /&gt;in fact its not what the story's about&lt;br /&gt;Love works in many strange ways&lt;br /&gt;and theirs was a kind that held on&lt;br /&gt;life became a pride and joy&lt;br /&gt;and many a happy year their way it did come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-116699705603582720?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/116699705603582720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/116699705603582720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2006/12/forbidden-love.html' title='A Forbidden Love'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-116051316468535153</id><published>2006-10-10T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:49:23.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5156/1278/1600/Cat"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5156/1278/320/Cat%27s%20photo%20album%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many tears she cried,&lt;br /&gt;Too many lies she told,&lt;br /&gt;and her little act was getting old.&lt;br /&gt;Her friends left her,&lt;br /&gt;Her parents hated her,&lt;br /&gt;And she was on the verge of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;But something happened,&lt;br /&gt;Something changed,&lt;br /&gt;and for once not everythingw as so plain.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled and laughed,&lt;br /&gt;jumped and ran,&lt;br /&gt;no suddenly she was not so bland,&lt;br /&gt;How could this have occured?&lt;br /&gt;What made her think?&lt;br /&gt;When I asked her why all she did was think,&lt;br /&gt;And most shocking of all is what came next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I think its&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;yes thats it I bet"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29136743-116051316468535153?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/116051316468535153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/116051316468535153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2006/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-115184969419975847</id><published>2006-07-02T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:06:02.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lonely Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5156/1278/1600/YLWROSE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5156/1278/320/YLWROSE.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sitting in a&lt;/span&gt; meadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'neath a shady tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a patch of flowers catch my eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then my mind wander free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In the middle of these flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sat a Lonely Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How of course it came to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heaven only knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Glancing 'O' so frequently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I suddenly realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this flower is much like you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beauty in its own undescribable manner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seeking a lonely love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for only then can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Lonely Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;be lonely no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sitting in a meadow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'neath a shady tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a patch of flowers catch my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then my mind wander free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the middle of these flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sits a Lonely Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think to myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shall I be so bold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am sitting in a meadow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'neath a shady tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a patch of flowers catch my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; and as you already know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I let my mind free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am observing life, value and time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone is rushing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when the time already flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sit back and relax &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;enjoy the time you have here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for it will soon be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Rose stands for those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;who cannot stand for themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Rose stands for those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;who cannot carry themselves further with strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Rose stands for all those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dieing and in need of help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but no one comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Rose means HOPE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in times of need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Lonely rose can be strong and stand alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So can you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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/29136743-115184969419975847?l=thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/feeds/115184969419975847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2006/07/lonely-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/115184969419975847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29136743/posts/default/115184969419975847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekittyisfoxi.blogspot.com/2006/07/lonely-rose.html' title='A Lonely Rose'/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29136743.post-114934848563913145</id><published>2006-06-03T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T08:28:05.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5156/1278/1600/mememe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;  My poetry appears dull,look closely and see the whole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;a message inside could there be,or just a thought for you to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Just a riddle for you to fiddle,or maybe a thought for you to twiddle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Who knows but me,what all will see,maybe a twist inside this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;or just a miss of a wish to genlty switch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;to something new, and bright and blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;A new years happiness soon to close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Is this all just a wish of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;to see brains twitch,at the thought of a touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;a touch of color and newness bold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;or just the smell of the familiar old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;What you know,is not all you really know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;let your imagination grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;let it ponder, let is shift,let it make a strange new gift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;the future it may hold,if only given the chance to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;so many places you wish know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Only what you truly seek,will uncover itself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;gentle and weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;beyond the shadows of a doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;a new dream comes out to sprout,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;another newness of great delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Although you may not care to let yourself stare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;far off into the distance,is where you're at this instance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;because you are attempting to figure out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;exactly what this poem is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Your imagination is pondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;and wandering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;it is wondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;if I am insane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;or just the same lame thing you see everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt; is running through my brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>Catherine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RvEKrCbKwFM/TzWfq2X8F1I/AAAAAAAAADU/E2zHbbznRBc/s220/Me%2BFeb%2B10th%2B2012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
