<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-26378553</id><updated>2024-10-25T07:33:10.038+07:00</updated><category term="poet"/><category term="lost friends"/><category term="love"/><category term="other side of my heart"/><category term="sad poet"/><title type='text'>_______Song for The Broken Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-3637319391994818056</id><published>2007-04-10T11:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T12:12:06.444+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>Waiting for a Bus...</title><content type='html'>You know, love is just like someone waiting for a bus.&lt;br /&gt;When the bus comes, you look at it and you say to yourself &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&quot;eeee...so full...cannot sit down. I&#39;ll wait for the next one.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; So you let the bus go and waited for the second bus.&lt;br /&gt;Then the second bus came, you looked at it you say, &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&quot;eeee...this bus is so old...so shabby!&quot;&lt;/span&gt; So you let the bus go and again, decided to wait for the next bus.&lt;br /&gt;After a while another bus came, it&#39;s not crowded, not old but you said, &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&quot;eeee...not air - conditioned... better wait for the next one.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; So again you let the bus go and decided to wait for the next bus.&lt;br /&gt;Then the sky started to get dark as it is getting late. You panicked and jumped immediately inside the next bus. It is not until much later that you found out that you had boarded the wrong bus! So you wasted your time and money waiting for what you want! Even if an air - conditioned bus comes, you can&#39;t ensure that it won&#39;t break down or whether or not the air-conditioner will be too cold for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people... wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it wouldn&#39;t hurt to give other people a chance right? If you find that the &quot;bus&quot; doesn&#39;t suit you, just get off the bus! It&#39;s as simple as that! Life really isn&#39;t fair. The only best thing to do is to be observant and open while you scrutinize the bus. If it doesn&#39;t suit you, get off. But you must always have an extra something, which you could use for the next bus that will arrive. But wait...I&#39;m sure you have this experience before. You saw a bus coming (the bus you want of course) you flagged it but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed pass you! It just wasn&#39;t meant for you!&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus you want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it a chance depends totally on you. If you haven&#39;t made any choice, walk! Walking is like being out of love. The good side of it is you can still choose any bus you want... the rest who couldn&#39;t afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus they rode on, ugly or not. One more thing... sometimes it&#39;s better to choose a bus you are already familiar with rather than gamble with a bus that is unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn&#39;t be complete without the risks involved.&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s one bus that I forgot to tell you about - the bus that you don&#39;t have to wait for. It will just stop on its own and will ask you to come inside and take a free ride for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You never lose by loving...you always lose by holding back...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/3637319391994818056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/3637319391994818056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/3637319391994818056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/3637319391994818056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/04/waiting-for-bus.html' title='Waiting for a Bus...'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1408677203532166796</id><published>2007-03-23T09:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:16:14.190+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love will never ask anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;My Love will never ask anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;love sometimes made me looks like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;forgive me for being fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;but falling in love had pushed me to be brave and consistent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;be brave in facing the worst thing will happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;be consistent in keeping the shape of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;will every lover feel the same I do feel right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I love not only a half of who she is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I love her in and out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I really want to spend my life in taking care of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t give a damn even she doesn&#39;t feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I just care about her happines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I wanna make her has a happy life everafter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;even her happines is not with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I will never ask to be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I will never ask her to care about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;but I also will never ask to be hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I will only ask..&quot;was it wrong to be in love?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;if the answer is &quot;it is wrong to be in love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;then there won&#39;t be a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;then why god creates such this feelin&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;then why there&#39;s cupid in greek myth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;My angel,..would you don&#39;t worry about me leaving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;coz&#39; I will never leave you at once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;even I can&#39;t be beside you,..but I will be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll be walking after you,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;when you found someone that you really love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll be there to fight for your love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;to make your wish come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I am not an angel,..but I could be one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;if you ask me to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;don&#39;t think of me,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I won&#39;t be hurt if you are so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;what may come..I will always be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;to love you with all the love I have inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;to give you everything I have in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;don&#39;t think of me,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;I am a happy man to love you&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1408677203532166796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1408677203532166796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1408677203532166796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1408677203532166796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-love-will-never-ask-anything.html' title='My Love will never ask anything'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-6356196223339697580</id><published>2007-03-02T14:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:03:04.193+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Wise Old Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;May the wisdom inspires us to ‘age’ gracefully and hopefully - writing of Musique-L’Amour rêve (André Gagnon), translated by Penny Harvey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://sharelife.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/wiseoldman.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Wise old man&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; hspace=&quot;20&quot; /&gt;A man of 92 years, short, very well-presented, who takes great care in his appearance, is moving into an old people’s home today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His wife of 70 has recently died, and he is obliged to leave his home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After waiting several hours in the retirement home lobby, he gently smiles as he is told that his room is ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As he slowly walks to the elevator, using his cane, I describe his small room to him, including the sheet hung at the window which serves as a curtain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&quot;I like it very much&quot;, he says, with the enthusiasm of an 8 year old boy who has just been given a new puppy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&quot;M. Gagné, you haven’t even seen the room yet, hang on a moment, we are almost there.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;That has nothing to do with it&quot;, he replies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Happiness is something I choose in advance. Whether or not I like the room does not depend on the furniture, or the decor – rather it depends on how I decide to see it.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;It is already decided in my mind that I like my room.  It is a decision I take every morning when I wake up.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;I can choose. I can spend my day in bed enumerating all the difficulties that I have with the parts of my body that no longer work very well, or I can get up and give thanks to heaven for those parts that are still in working order.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Every day is a gift, and as long as I can open my eyes, I will focus on the new day, and all the happy memories that I have built up during my life.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw in later life what you have deposited along the way.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, my advice to you is to deposit all the happiness you can in your bank account of memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for your part in filling my account with happy memories, which I am still continuing to fill…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember these simple guidelines for happiness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Free your heart from hate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Free your mind from worry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Live simply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Give more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/6356196223339697580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/6356196223339697580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/6356196223339697580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/6356196223339697580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/03/wise-old-man.html' title='the Wise Old Man'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1759127232473418794</id><published>2007-02-28T10:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T11:02:36.618+07:00</updated><title type='text'>listening to..</title><content type='html'>now i&#39;m listening to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE: I Know Him So Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;ARTIST: Tim Rice, Benny Andersson and Bjorn Ulvaeus&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and Chords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chess]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Florence:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is so good it lasts eternally&lt;br /&gt;Perfect situations must go wrong&lt;br /&gt;But this has never yet prevented me&lt;br /&gt;Wanting far too much for far too long&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I could have played it differently&lt;br /&gt;Won a few more moments, who can tell&lt;br /&gt;But it took time to understand the man&lt;br /&gt;Now at least I know I know him well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Florence:&lt;/b&gt; Wasn&#39;t it good&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;Svetlana:&lt;/b&gt; Oh so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Wasn&#39;t he fine&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; Oh so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Isn&#39;t it madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both:&lt;/b&gt; He can&#39;t be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; But in the end he needs a little bit more than me, more security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; He needs his fantasy and freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both:&lt;/b&gt; I know him so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Svetlana:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in your life is with you constantly&lt;br /&gt;No one is completely on your side&lt;br /&gt;And though I move my world to be with him&lt;br /&gt;Still the gap between us is too wide&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I could have played it differently&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Looking back I could have played things some other way&lt;br /&gt;Learned about the man before I fell&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; I was just a little careless maybe&lt;br /&gt;But I was ever so much younger then&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Now at least I know him well&lt;br /&gt;Now at least I know I know him well&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; I know I know him well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; Wasn&#39;t it good&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Oh so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; Wasn&#39;t he fine&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Oh so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; Isn&#39;t it madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both:&lt;/b&gt; He won&#39;t be mine&lt;br /&gt;Didn&#39;t I know how it would go&lt;br /&gt;If I knew from the start&lt;br /&gt;Why am I falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; Wasn&#39;t it good, wasn&#39;t he fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; Isn&#39;t it madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both:&lt;/b&gt; He won&#39;t be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; But in the end he needs a little bit more than me, more security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; He needs his fantasy and freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F:&lt;/b&gt; I know him so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; It took time to understand him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both:&lt;/b&gt; I know him so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1759127232473418794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1759127232473418794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1759127232473418794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1759127232473418794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to.html' title='listening 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/&gt;kau pergi membawa jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;kau pergi membawa rasa dan rinduku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin ku buka mata ini&lt;br /&gt;yang jika ku memandang&lt;br /&gt;tak ada kau disampingku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang lemah ...&lt;br /&gt;tak tau harus bagaimana ????&lt;br /&gt;salahkah aku mengharap kedatangan&lt;br /&gt;cintamu .....???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;mailto:co_pencuri_hati@yahoo.com&quot;&gt;*SaMuRaI_X&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/7842163085976668632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/7842163085976668632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/7842163085976668632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dapat mengisi&lt;br /&gt;potongan puzzle mimpi yang selalu kuteriakkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di malam tak bertelinga&lt;br /&gt;di teriakan tak bersuara&lt;br /&gt;rindu di hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam dingin malam berangin&lt;br /&gt;kulayarkan ingin tuk bertemu&lt;br /&gt;lewat kura-kura danau&lt;br /&gt;yang berenang meriakkan air&lt;br /&gt;dalam kabut sungai mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dipandangi pepohonan dengan ketiadaan matanya, dan&lt;br /&gt;dielus angin dengan ketiadaan tangannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: Blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*Mr $angkot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/6498146121491281056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/6498146121491281056' 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Blind&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mungkin tak mampu memberi semua yang kau pinta&lt;br /&gt;Aku mungkin tak mampu membuat dunia selalu indah buatmu&lt;br /&gt;Aku mungkin tak mampu mengajak bulan tersenyum padamu&lt;br /&gt;tapi ku minta...percaya padaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu menunggu bila memang takdirku&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu mencintaimu sepanjang waktu&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu membahagiakanmu sepanjang hari jika memang surga menetapkan jalan itu&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu mempercayaimu seorang diri meski seisi dunia menganggapmu pembohong&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu berada di dekatmu walau seisi dunia beranjak pergi meninggalkanmu&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu tetap tersenyum padamu walaupun seisi dunia memandang sinis terhadapmu&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu membelamu meski seisi dunia bersikeras bahwa kau yang bersalah&lt;br /&gt;Percaya padaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mampu melakukan semua itu...&lt;br /&gt;walau seisi dunia mengatakan aku bodoh, tolol, naif dan buta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if love is blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*Mr $angkot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/3792566261247313262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/3792566261247313262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/3792566261247313262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/3792566261247313262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-blind-aku-mungkin-tak-mampu.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you&#39;d have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You&#39;ve got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You&#39;re average. It&#39;s easy to predict how you&#39;ll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you&#39;ve either out &quot;Dr. Phil-ed&quot; Dr. Phil... or you&#39;re a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/&quot;&gt;What&#39;s Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/5241888580140226432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/5241888580140226432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/5241888580140226432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/5241888580140226432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/01/your-eq-is-140-50-or-less-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1152664377208747743</id><published>2007-01-11T12:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:48:51.025+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class=&quot;post-title&quot;&gt;      starting this year...        &lt;/h3&gt;                          &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;this year resolution&lt;br /&gt;1. try my best to speak english fluently and good written.&lt;br /&gt;2. try hard to expose about myself&lt;br /&gt;3. change myself&lt;br /&gt;3. wanna be a better person&lt;br /&gt;4. being colder&lt;br /&gt;5. be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1152664377208747743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1152664377208747743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1152664377208747743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1152664377208747743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/01/starting-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-9125079430488173799</id><published>2007-01-11T11:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:23:35.945+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poet"/><title type='text'>Am I in Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Am I in Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know&lt;br /&gt;That you keep thinking for someone else,&lt;br /&gt;Why do  I care for you?&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know&lt;br /&gt;That you haven&#39;t care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t even know&lt;br /&gt;What this is am feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t even know&lt;br /&gt;What&#39;s the real meaning of this?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know,&lt;br /&gt;Am happy when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&#39;m fallen to someone&lt;br /&gt;Who don&#39;t deserve to be loved?&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m fallen to someone&lt;br /&gt;Who don&#39;t have a scheme to catch me when I fall?&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you makes me live&lt;br /&gt;In this messy life&lt;br /&gt;But having you&lt;br /&gt;Will make my world go round.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/9125079430488173799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/9125079430488173799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/9125079430488173799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/9125079430488173799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/01/am-i-in-love-why-do-i-keep-thinking-of.html' title='Am I in Love?'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-7739203972301540357</id><published>2007-01-09T11:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:15:52.290+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="other side of my heart"/><title type='text'>Tak Pernah Menyesal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;smallfont&quot;&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Quote from forum but that&#39;s like my mind to some1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak Pernah Menyesal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;hr style=&quot;color: rgb(209, 209, 225);&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;    &lt;!-- / icon and title --&gt;&lt;!-- message --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku dihimpitan kerinduan dan keraguan.. Perlahan-lahan waktu mulai berganti.. Segalanya berjalan sungguh cepat.. Seperti kereta senja yang melaju tanpa henti.. Aku bahkan tak tahu sudah seberapa jauh rel-rel itu bergerak maju..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Entah mengapa tak sebegitu mudahnya aku mencari.. Entah mengapa tak sebegitu mudahnya aku berpaling.. Entah mengapa tak sebegitu ringannya aku berjalan.. Meski hati sudah tak mampu lagi merebakkan isi bebungaan di indahnya bukit berpelangi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku tak lagi menangis.. Mungkin karena kekeringan itu telah merampok semua air mataku.. Aku tak lagi tersedu.. Mungkin karena butiran kesedihan sudah habis teruapkan asa dan sang waktu.. Namun satu hal yang masih terpatri jelas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kehadiranmu.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Sosok indah yang entah darimana datangnya.. Seolah segalanya begitu sempurna.. Hingga boleh aku merasa secuil kebahagiaan yang mungkin tak lama.. Namun aku pernah bahagia.. Aku pernah begitu bahagia.. Teramat sangat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Mungkin kau hanyalah manusia biasa.. Namun kau begitu sempurna untukku.. Begitu hidup.. Begitu nyata.. Milikku yang nyata.. Meski kini kau menyisakan guratan-guratan yang kau ukir dengan belati tajam cintamu.. Namun aku masih merasa bahagia.. Masih merasakan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cinta..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Pernah aku begitu ingin membencimu.. Karena begitu dalamnya cintaku untukmu.. Pernah aku begitu ingin mengoyakmu keluar dari ruang hampa hatiku.. Karena begitu besar kau menyesakkan dadaku.. Pernah aku begitu ingin membunuhmu dari hidupku.. Karena begitu dalamnya luka yang kurasakan atas kepergianmu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Namun.. Cinta memampukan segalanya.. Ketika kepedihan dan luka itu justru membuatku makin mencintaimu.. Apakah ini yang dinamakan cinta sejati?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Mungkin segalanya tak seindah dulu lagi.. Melihat dirimu kini.. Aku benar-benar tak pernah merasakan sesal.. Tak pernah sedikitpun aku menyesal.. Karena yang terindah pernah mengisi hatiku.. dan dia terus bersemayam dalam kerinduan terdalam di dasar ketulusanku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:DarkOrchid;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tak ada sedikitpun sesalku telah bertahan dengan setiaku.. Walau di akhir jalan kuharus melepaskan dirimu.. Ternyata tak mampu kau melupa dalamnya cintaku yang hebat.. Hingga ada alasan bagimu tuk tinggalkan setiamu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi nama cinta telah kupersembahkan hatiku hanya untukmu.. Telah kujaga kejujuran dalam setiap nafasku.. Karena demi cinta.. telah kurelakan kecewaku atas ingkarmu.. Sebab kumengerti cinta itu tak mesti memiliki.. dirimu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai saja bisa kau pahami layaknya arti kasih sejati.. Karena cinta yang sungguh tiada akan pernah mungkin bersyarat.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Cinta itu memang takkan pernah mungkin bersyarat.. Seberapa dalamnya aku mencintaimu.. Aku lakukan itu bukan sebagai pengorbanan untuk mendapatkanmu.. Tapi aku lakukan itu karena ketulusanku.. Karena aku mulai memahami apa itu cinta.. Hanya demi cinta.. aku mampu menjadi seperti ini.. Karena cinta.. aku pun menjadi dewasa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ternyata tak mampu kau melupa dalamnya cintaku yang hebat... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Dan aku benar-benar merasakan luka dibalik semua itu.. Meski harusnya aku tertawa karena merasa begitu besar arti diriku untukmu.. Namun.. aku benar-benar merasa luka.. Karena aku juga merasakan kepedihanmu dan betapa besarnya kau berjuang.. Apakah ini yang disebut belahan jiwaku? Bahkan kau pun merasakan hal yang sama..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanpa banyak kata-kata.. Tanpa banyak bicara.. Kita bisa saling memahami.. I wonder why.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Begitu sempurna kah aku di matamu? Seperti sesempurna aku menilaimu? Hingga kau terjebak dalam keadaan yang sungguh menyedihkan? Oh Tuhan.. Mengapa harus seperti ini kisah cinta kami berjalan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:DarkOrchid;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hanya cinta sejati yang bisa memberi tanpa harus menerima.. Dia membawa damai dan bahagiakan jiwa untuk semua manusia.. Hanya cinta sejati yang bisa bertahan tanpa mengenal waktu.. Takkan pernah sirna bagai karang di samudera akan abadi untuk selamanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti itulah cintaku untuk dirimu.. Tulus dan apa adanya.. Datang dari sebuah rasa.. Sucinya hati.. atas nama cinta sejati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila engkau telah mengerti berapa besarnya artinya cinta.. Hingga setiap nafas yang mengalir di tubuhmu mengandung cinta dari Yang Kuasa.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Apakah yang kini aku rasakan adalah cinta sejati? Mengapa aku tetap begitu mencintaimu ketika torehan belatimu itu mulai menggores rapuhnya hatiku? Mengapa begitu berat bagiku untuk melupakanmu? dan yang kuberikan semuanya justru hanya yang terbaik untukmu? Meski kita tak lagi saling memiliki..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Namun apa yang kuberikan padamu tetap yang terbaik dari diriku.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Dan aku pun tak mengerti mengapa itu pula yang membuatmu makin tak bisa lepas dari diriku.. Aku benar-benar tak mengerti.. Tak sedikitpun aku mengerti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:DarkOrchid;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiada pernah aku merasakan lagi indahnya mawar merah menghiasi taman hati.. Bahkan sejuk air membasahi relung jiwa.. Seakan semua sirna dari hidupku.. Hanya kamu yang bisa membuat aku mengakui ketulusan cinta.. Hanya kamu yang bisa menenggelamkan kejemuan dan rasa hampa.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku sadari itu.. Hanya kamu yang bisa.. Namun apakah aku harus terus berhenti berjalan? Ketika Tuhan memberikan jalan yang berbeda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku bertanya selalu padamu.. &#39;Tell me what to do..&#39; tapi yang kau katakan.. &#39;Aku lebih butuhkan jawaban itu darimu.. tell me what to do..&#39; Dan aku pun tak tahu harus membanjir seperti apa lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:DarkOrchid;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ada doa.. ada lara.. Ada tangis dan nestapa.. Meragu melebar jiwa.. Kadang sendu kadang ceria.. Tatap angkuh penuh cela.. Tiada lagi kubermanja.. Berkeping hati berbudi.. Kalang di matamu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagai bala singgah kini.. Sesat pandanganku kini.. Sumbang suara-suara cinta.. Telah berada-ada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelah sudah kutersadar diri.. Warna cinta membaur berganti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelam kini menghantui.. Kucari sepi hidupku.. Namun tak juga kujumpa.. Tak daya kukejar hari.. Ada doa.. Ada lara.. Ada tangis dan nestapa.. Telah kau beri sepi tiada bertepi.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku pun merasakan lelah.. Ketika semua tak juga ada titik terangnya.. Semula yang kupikir sebagai cahaya penuntunku untuk keluar dari lingkaran cinta ini.. Kini semakin memudar dalam kabut kegundahan.. Sepi.. mungkin memang itu yang kurasakan tanpa kehadiranmu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Sesat pandanganku kini.. seperti tak bisa lagi melihat warna-warni dunia.. Dan aku benci merasakan seperti ini.. Aku terluka merasa seperti ini.. Mengapa Tuhan ciptakan hati ketika hati itu justru tersakiti dan terlukai.. Apa aku dan manusia lainnya hanya bisa berpasrah diri dengan hidup seperti ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku tahu DIA sang pemberi hidup takkan meninggalkan aku sendiri.. Namun mengapa derita ini membuat siksa batin tersendiri untukku? Harus bagaimanakah aku melaju dalam roda dunia yang tak mau menunggu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:DarkOrchid;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You said my love is all you need to see you through.. But I know these words are not quite true.. Here&#39;s the path you&#39;re looking for an open door, leading the world you long to explore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go.. if you must move on alone.. I&#39;m gonna make it on my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me good bye.. Love&#39;s memory.. Follow your heart and find your destiny.. Don&#39;t shed a tear for love&#39;s mortality.. For you put the dream in my reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by I know you&#39;ll see this of me.. I loved you enough to let you go free.. Go.. I will give you wings to fly.. Cast all your fears into the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me good bye.. Love&#39;s mystery.. All of my life I&#39;ll hold you close to me.. Don&#39;t shed a tear for love&#39;s mortality.. For you put the dream in my reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put the dream in my reality.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Kehadiranmu benar-benar menjawab mimpi yang selama ini aku rindukan.. Dan aku bahagia.. mimpi itu pernah kurasakan.. sebagai sesuatu yang nyata.. Dalam hidup ini, aku bahagia pernah jadi sesuatu dalam hidupmu.. Dan aku bahagia pernah mengukir kisah terindah dalam hidupmu.. Kenangan terindah.. Cinta terindah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku mungkin hanya gadis yang lemah.. Gadis yang berusaha mencari ketegaran di balik senyuman sahabat-sahabat yang dengan tulus menyayanginya.. Gadis yang berusaha meraup kedewasaan di balik rasa pedihnya.. Gadis yang melanglang buana dan berusaha mencari jalan pulang.. Gadis yang tak juga tersesat tapi tak juga menemukan arah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Green;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku hanya gadis yang mencari makna diri.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:DarkOrchid;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kesunyian ini lirih kubernyanyi.. Lagu indah untukmu.. Aku bernyanyi.. Engkaulah cintaku.. Cinta dalam hidupku.. Bersama rembulan aku menangis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengenangmu.. Segala tentangmu.. Kumemanggilmu dalam hati lirih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkaulah hidupku.. Hidup dan matiku.. Tanpa dirimu aku menangis.. Mengenangmu.. Segala tentangmu.. Kumemanggilmu dalam hatiku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bernyanyi.. Mengenangmu.. Segala tentangmu.. Kumemanggilmu dalam hati lirih.. Kumemanggilmu.. Dalam hati.. Lirih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kukenang dirimu.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Jujur dari lubuk hati terdalam.. Kepedihan itu masih bisa kurasakan.. Bahkan bila hatiku bisa.. Dia akan menangis bersama rebahnya tangisanku.. Aku masih mencintaimu.. Entah sampai kapan.. Entah berapa lama lagi.. Namun aku masih mencintaimu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Tuhan.. Sampai aku pun tak tahu apa yang harus kukatakan pada-Mu ketika aku bersimpuh di hadapan-Mu.. Tak sanggup lagi aku berkata-kata, karena memandang wajah-Mu saja aku sudah merasakan kerinduan yang dalam untuk terbebas dari semua ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Tuhan.. Sampai aku pun tak tahu jalan mana yang harus kupilih ketika aku berusaha berjalan sendiri.. Karena yang aku inginkan hanya berjalan bersama-Mu.. Karena aku yakin hanya Kau lah yang selalu setia.. Hanya Kau lah yang memampukan segalanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Green;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sebuah perahu merapat ke dermaga.. Membawa sebuah kisah yang abadi tak pernah usai.. Hingga jelang masa berpadu alir.. Tentang sebuah cinta yang melebur tanpa bersanding dalam sebuah lingkaran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perahu itu tak pernah tinggal.. Yang dia tinggalkan hanyalah kisah.. Yang makin lama meruah ke sudut-sudut penjuru bumi.. Lorong-lorong tersempit dan celah-celah tak terdaki.. yang akhirnya menjadi suatu simphony yang berpadu dalam semilir angin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serukan satu kisah atas nama cinta.. Dari seorang gadis dan jejaka, yang terpisah karena dunia dan nirwana.. Dari sebuah bintang dan segenggam cahaya.. Yang terikat oleh benang merah yang menyibak tirai pemisah antara langit dan bumi.. Yang merasakan indah dan manisnya cinta.. namun juga pahit dan lukanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perahu yang membawa hati mereka berdua pergi.. Dari satu sisi ke sisi dunia yang lain.. Yang akan tetap melebur cinta mereka dalam heningnya lautan luas tiada bertepi.. Namun raga yang terpisah jauh oleh jarak dan waktu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena hanya mereka berdua saja yang akan tahu..  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Aku hanya sinar yang melintas sekedip.. Bagai kunang-kunang kecil dan engkau sayap-sayap yang meranggas seusai sekepak kau mengudara membawa hatiku semua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Cinta adalah rasa yang pertama dan terakhir untuk merangkum kerinduan, kepasrahan, dan maafku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;Mungkin tak sebanding dengan kisah-kisah cinta abadi yang lain.. Namun, aku belajar dari semua yang aku alami.. Aku menjejakkan kakiku lebih tinggi di tangga yang menuntunku menuju ke matahari..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:Green;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apakah kau disana saat ini juga sedang berusaha menapaki tangga itu.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk seseorang yang begitu banyak memberikan arti dalam perjalanan hidupku.. &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.nooxie.com/forum/images/smilies/sml.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;smile&quot; class=&quot;inlineimg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku banyak belajar karenamu..&lt;br /&gt;Bertumbuh jadi makin dewasa karenamu..&lt;br /&gt;Bangkit dari kesakitan dan keterpurukanku juga karenamu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the best.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/7739203972301540357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;h1 style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;The Mistake You Cannot Forget&lt;/h1&gt;You say you cannot forget&lt;br /&gt;And you aren&#39;t ready to forgive&lt;br /&gt;But I need your friendship&lt;br /&gt;More than you&#39;ll even know&lt;br /&gt;I need you there to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side today&lt;br /&gt;Life&#39;s been going, oh so slow&lt;br /&gt;I miss your calls&lt;br /&gt;Our endless talks&lt;br /&gt;The places we would go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can&#39;t even bear to look at me,&lt;br /&gt;And I know my mistake&lt;br /&gt;For because of one night,&lt;br /&gt;And a few thoughtless actions,&lt;br /&gt;When you saw me you ran and hid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we cannot take it back&lt;br /&gt;As much as we would like to&lt;br /&gt;But we could forget&lt;br /&gt;And start all over&lt;br /&gt;Just friends, that&#39;s me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If time is what you need,&lt;br /&gt;Then I guess that&#39;s what you&#39;ll get&lt;br /&gt;But I need you there for me soon,&lt;br /&gt;My friend,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will forget.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/7908154025165299474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/7908154025165299474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/7908154025165299474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/7908154025165299474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2007/01/mistake-you-cannot-forget-you-say-you.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-466605261133881665</id><published>2007-01-05T14:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:20:20.174+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Sorry&lt;/h1&gt;Just look at me now&lt;br /&gt;Because I&#39;m tired of yelling&lt;br /&gt;Look at me now&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s only me I&#39;m selling&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not willing to trade&lt;br /&gt;My life to make the sale&lt;br /&gt;You turn me around&lt;br /&gt;You put me down&lt;br /&gt;Look at me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m hanging out my heart to dry&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll tell you the reason why&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - lie&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - wear disguises&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, a word they only use too late&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is a word that only ever means forgive my yesterdays (Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - lie (uptown people lie)&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - wear disguises&lt;br /&gt;And sorry that&#39;s a word they only use too late&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is a word that only ever means forgive my yesterdays (Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am loving you&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re laying there so quietly&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your breath upon my skin&lt;br /&gt;Afterglow came suddenly&lt;br /&gt;With you it always did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m hanging out my heart to dry (Look at me now)&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll tell you the reason why (Look at me now)&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s for the last time&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - lie (Look at me now)&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - wear disguises&lt;br /&gt;(Look at me now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say sorry that&#39;s a word&lt;br /&gt;They only use too late&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is a word that only ever means&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my yesterdays (Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Uptown people lie)&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back uptown turnaround people - wear disguises&lt;br /&gt;They say sorry (laid-back turnaround people)&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s a word they only use too late (uptown people lie)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is a word that only means forgive&lt;br /&gt;(laid-back turnaround people)&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*moody Blues*&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/466605261133881665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/466605261133881665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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write the name in the email&lt;br /&gt;do you want to know what i wrote?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i think i finished my work with &quot;Almarhumah Ibu Suhati&quot;&lt;br /&gt;so...today i sent email to my bos (Sehati)&lt;br /&gt;and i don&#39;t check the message again&lt;br /&gt;and then the bom was exploded&lt;br /&gt;coz i add &quot;Almarhumah Ibu Sehati&quot; to her name&lt;br /&gt;she thought i wish her go to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh...now i can&#39;t thought what will happened to me again&lt;br /&gt;i wished i will lucky from now on hehehe....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/5403713326906732538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/5403713326906732538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/5403713326906732538'/><link 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Know Much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this face&lt;br /&gt;I know the years are showin’&lt;br /&gt;Look at this life&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t know where it’s goin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And that may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these eyes&lt;br /&gt;They never seen what mattered&lt;br /&gt;Look at these dreams&lt;br /&gt;So beaten and so battered, hoo¡­ooh¡­&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And that may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions&lt;br /&gt;Still left unanswered&lt;br /&gt;So much&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never broken through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel you near me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I see so clearly&lt;br /&gt;The only truth I’ve ever known&lt;br /&gt;Is me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this man&lt;br /&gt;So blessed with inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Look at this soul&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And that may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;That may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;That may be&lt;br /&gt;All there is to know, whoa¡­oh¡­oh¡­oh¡­ah¡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;*Linda ronstadt featuring aaron neville&lt;br /&gt;(barry mann/cynthia weil/tom snow)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/5984644665381891348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/5984644665381891348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: August 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#cccccc&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;For you, love is a feeling that lingers for really long time - even after a relationship is totally over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;In fact, you still make have strong feelings for the first person you fell in love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;You usually are reluctant to end relationships. And sometimes you&#39;re the last to know that things are ending!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Number of True Loves You&#39;ll Have: 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Number of Times You&#39;ll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/&quot;&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/2280286531476308401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/2280286531476308401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/2280286531476308401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/2280286531476308401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-does-your-birth-date-mean-for-your.html' title='What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-466483363286978924</id><published>2006-12-18T15:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:09:00.079+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Peaceful Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(221, 221, 221);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 62% Peaceful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#eeeeee&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howpeacefulareyouquiz/peaceful-4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;You are a very peaceful person. All is good in your world, no matter what&#39;s going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Occasionally you let your problems get to you, but you generally remain upbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Your inner strength is inspirational - much more so than you may realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howpeacefulareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;How Peaceful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/466483363286978924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/466483363286978924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/466483363286978924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/466483363286978924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-peaceful-are-you.html' title='How Peaceful Are You?'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1904434014775517377</id><published>2006-12-13T11:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:54:53.911+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01. What time is it now?:&lt;br /&gt;:12.59 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. What are you doing?:&lt;br /&gt;: chatting, browsing  and definitely updating my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Thinking of Anyone?:&lt;br /&gt;: haha...u remind me of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Are you Happy/Blur/Sad etc?:&lt;br /&gt;: BORED / CONFUSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Why?:&lt;br /&gt;: must to learn textbook coz *&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;hate textbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What is the last thing you ate?:&lt;br /&gt;: dun have ate anything, now i&#39;m hungry&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Last thing that you&#39;ve heard that made you cry?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Whats the last movie that made you cry?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who do you wish to be by your side?:&lt;br /&gt;: family, friends, my inspirator, motivator, and those I care most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Regret anything in this month?:&lt;br /&gt;: yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you fall in love/out of love in this month?:&lt;br /&gt;: hm...yap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who was the last person you talkedto?:&lt;br /&gt;: fara on ym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who was the last person you hugged?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you sms?:&lt;br /&gt;: tc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What did you dream of today?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who can make you laugh?:&lt;br /&gt;: don&#39;t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who always takes care of you?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Anyone you know is in pain?:&lt;br /&gt;: You&#39;ll grow stronger :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What happen?:&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff99ff;&quot;&gt;: and our present thoughts build our life tomorrow.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color:#9999ff;&quot;&gt;: Our life is the creation of our mind&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you wanna do before you die?:&lt;br /&gt;: make people around me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What song is stuck in your head?:&lt;br /&gt;: The Next Time I Fall - Peter Cetera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What song are you listening now?:&lt;br /&gt;: The Next Time I Fall - Peter Cetera, then&lt;br /&gt;: Dreaming of You - Selena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Worried about anyone?:&lt;br /&gt;: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What age do you wanna get married?:&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: hm...when I find my &lt;em&gt;One&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many children do you want?:&lt;br /&gt;: like my one wishes&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where do you wanna go for Honeymoon?:&lt;br /&gt;: Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans in this 2 month?:&lt;br /&gt;: Job Interview, Exam, FYP, xmas  and valentine&#39;s gifts and cards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Describe a perfect wedding?:&lt;br /&gt;: Happy and everlasting couple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Describe a perfect Date?:&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where would you like to go for Holiday?:&lt;br /&gt;: Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you play instrument?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a band?:&lt;br /&gt;: -&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 255, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What song do you want to listen to?:&lt;br /&gt;: the one that suits my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Wish you could die?:&lt;br /&gt;: Life is too beautiful to let go. &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;*Life must go on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you give up easily?:&lt;br /&gt;: At times life can be rough for sure...but well, I shall commit to what I said and promised. Go for it!! &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;*but sometime i can give up too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you know anyone that acts like a kid?:&lt;br /&gt;: Of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you know anyone that is rude?:&lt;br /&gt;: Interesting personality, but can be tough to understand at times&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What&#39;s the sweetest thing anyone ever done?:&lt;br /&gt;: must to answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Any sweet unforgettable memories with your Ex?:&lt;br /&gt;: why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Honestly.. Which Ex did you love the most?:&lt;br /&gt;: Aiyoo...let bygone be bygone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who do you want to be hugged by?:&lt;br /&gt;: the one who give the warmth ^.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Are you enjoying life?:&lt;br /&gt;: YUP....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1904434014775517377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1904434014775517377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1904434014775517377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1904434014775517377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/01.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-6780335624103935554</id><published>2006-12-13T09:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:42:26.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If dreams were given to a lonely man&lt;br /&gt;and a lonely man&#39;s dreams came true,&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d force myself to sleep all the time&lt;br /&gt;just so I could dream of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If wishes were given to a lonely man&lt;br /&gt;and I was given just two,&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d wish for you to always love me&lt;br /&gt;and the other I&#39;d give to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my tears could write a love song&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d write a love song for you,&lt;br /&gt;It would explain just how I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;and how much I love you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, dreams are only dreams&lt;br /&gt;and wishes seldom come true,&lt;br /&gt;My tears can&#39;t write a love song,&lt;br /&gt;but when they fall, they fall for you</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/6780335624103935554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/6780335624103935554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/6780335624103935554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/6780335624103935554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-dreams-were-given-to-lonely-man-and.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-3807923399855261595</id><published>2006-12-13T09:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:18:11.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*quote from bulletin board fs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: Once you opened this bulletin, you have to re-post this with the color that you are and in 1 min. or youre going to be single till you die! uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;W H I T E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t really care of loving life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Have good, if don&#39;t have also no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;R E D *my fav. colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Confused about someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;B L U E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;taken &amp; Loving it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 255, 51);&quot;&gt;L I M E G R E E N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 255, 51);&quot;&gt;taken and love the person to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;PURPLE *like this colour too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&quot;&gt;Single and Loving it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;Y E L L O W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;Single, not hating it, not loving it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;G O L D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Likes more than 1 person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M A G E N T A&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(192, 192, 192);&quot;&gt;G R E Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(192, 192, 192);&quot;&gt;like someone who hates you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;P I N K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;robbed a liquor store and told them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;give me the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);&quot;&gt;beer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T U R Q U O I S E&lt;br /&gt;Like someone who is taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;O R A N G E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Like someone but dont know if they like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;S I L V E R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;you&#39;re thinkin about just giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;B A B Y B L U E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;You are still thinking if you like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;some1 and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;aren&#39;t sure yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T E A L&lt;br /&gt;Like someone who likes you back but&lt;br /&gt;arent going&lt;br /&gt;out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B L A C K&lt;br /&gt;mutha fucken pimp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like someone, they like you, but it&lt;br /&gt;cant happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C L E A R&lt;br /&gt;You can&#39;t see me. I&#39;m an invisible&lt;br /&gt;ninja......... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repost tis as de colour tat u chose....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/3807923399855261595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/3807923399855261595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/3807923399855261595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/3807923399855261595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/quote-from-bulletin-board-fs-message.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1134149404831088649</id><published>2006-12-08T14:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:32:09.049+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poet"/><title type='text'>Could You Be The One For Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Could You Be The One For Me?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be my find?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, after all this time,&lt;br /&gt;Fate is going to be kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;The one to help me forget&lt;br /&gt;The man that broke my heart, my soul&lt;br /&gt;The man that haunts me yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that I&#39;m beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Something I&#39;ve never heard&lt;br /&gt;But the one still lives here in my mind&lt;br /&gt;That couldn&#39;t spare a kind word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s going to be hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;And pick up the pieces he left&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one to teach&lt;br /&gt;How to love again and forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one to come&lt;br /&gt;And mend my broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to piece together&lt;br /&gt;What another broke apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won&#39;t be an easy job, you see&lt;br /&gt;My road has been long and rough&lt;br /&gt;And the heart that was once so soft&lt;br /&gt;Is now shut, locked, and tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can feel my heart open again&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s opening for you&lt;br /&gt;Just come in, and love me back&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s all you have to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must ask you one small thing&lt;br /&gt;Before we kiss and part&lt;br /&gt;Please be nice and kind to me&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m tired of broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;*LoveBug&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1134149404831088649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1134149404831088649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1134149404831088649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1134149404831088649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/could-you-be-one-for-me.html' title='Could You Be The One For Me?'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-7177558386009602974</id><published>2006-12-07T15:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:23:42.413+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lost friends"/><title type='text'>I Can See The Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;like my stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;I Can See The Pain&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still see your face in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;It hurts and it doesn&#39;t help at all&lt;br /&gt;I still want you in my life as crazy as that seems&lt;br /&gt;I want you to catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the first time we met&lt;br /&gt;There was something so different about you&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship was something I wanted to get&lt;br /&gt;That smile when you said hi to me was so new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of no where you called me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to sit there and talk to you forever&lt;br /&gt;You were so new, so crazy and unknown&lt;br /&gt;I just knew that our friendship would never sever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years and we are barely holding it together&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the way this all used to be&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted you out of my like ever&lt;br /&gt;I sat there for a long time pretending not to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go out and make it all all right&lt;br /&gt;It didn&#39;t work out of course we knew it couldn&#39;t&lt;br /&gt;We couldn&#39;t even really stand each others sight&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn&#39;t end this way but it did and I shouldn&#39;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and everything you were to me&lt;br /&gt;Ten years from now we will look back on it all&lt;br /&gt;We will be older and finally be able to see&lt;br /&gt;That love will stand the test of time and never fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*Nikki&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/7177558386009602974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/7177558386009602974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/7177558386009602974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/7177558386009602974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/like-my-stories-i-can-see-pain-i-still.html' title='I Can See The Pain'/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1021719103611539563</id><published>2006-12-07T15:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:22:52.875+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sad poet"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Seek Not My Heart&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gentle winds &#39;neath moonlit skies,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below the branches, here about,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you sense my fear and doubt?&lt;br /&gt;Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you hear my woeful screams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the meadows, touched with dew,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you see my hearts a&#39;skew?&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you feel my jagged scars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,&lt;br /&gt;For you&#39;ll not find it &#39;mongst these trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s scattered &#39;cross the moonlit skies,&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s drifting o&#39;re the gentle rain,&lt;br /&gt;A symbol of my silent pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s buried &#39;neath the meadow fair,&lt;br /&gt;Conjoined with all the sorrow there.&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s lost among the stars this night,&lt;br /&gt;Too far to ease my quiet fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No gentle winds, seek not my heart,&lt;br /&gt;For simply ... it has torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;*Kit McCallum&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1021719103611539563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1021719103611539563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1021719103611539563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1021719103611539563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/seek-not-my-heart-oh-gentle-winds-neath.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378553.post-1066923342052135387</id><published>2006-12-07T09:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:15:46.891+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poet"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;To the persons who were sad because of losing the important people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;In My Mind&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in my dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;You look at me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Life isn&#39;t always fair&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you were chosen for his garden&lt;br /&gt;His preciously hand picked bouquet&lt;br /&gt;&quot;God really needed me,&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s why I couldn&#39;t stay&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s said to be that angels&lt;br /&gt;Are sent from above&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve always had my angel&lt;br /&gt;My brother - whose heart was filled with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever the ocean meets the sky&lt;br /&gt;There will be memories of you and I&lt;br /&gt;When I look up at that sky so blue&lt;br /&gt;All I see are visions of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;While there&#39;s a heart in me, you&#39;ll be a part of me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jenn Farrell*</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/feeds/1066923342052135387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/26378553/1066923342052135387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1066923342052135387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378553/posts/default/1066923342052135387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyb3rcr4ck.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-persons-who-were-sad-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>v1ruz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126050357574900212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>