<?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-8049260095598293150</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:17:10.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not About Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-3675327992395771062</id><published>2008-01-08T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:54:49.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Destiny and IHOP"</title><content type='html'>Some three thousand, six hundred and fifty days&lt;br /&gt;You have remained in a corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Day one found me an akward teenager&lt;br /&gt;And you, a mystery man lighting up his Camel&lt;br /&gt;And when you offered me a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;I lit you up, took you in-and let you fill my spaces&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget the freedom of being sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Flying down backstreets in your turqouise truck&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope that day three thousand six hundred and fifty one&lt;br /&gt;Will offer us the same freedom we knew when we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-3675327992395771062?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/3675327992395771062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=3675327992395771062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3675327992395771062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3675327992395771062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2008/01/destiny-and-ihop.html' title='&quot;Destiny and IHOP&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-8786629968642916591</id><published>2007-12-30T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T07:22:31.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Too Late"</title><content type='html'>You feed me all the best lines&lt;br /&gt;If I've heard it once, I've heard it a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;It won't happen again, and I love you&lt;br /&gt;Did you love me when I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Will you love me when I'm not around &lt;br /&gt;I do love you, but it won't happen again&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you when I'm letting him inside&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll find someone to keep you warm at night&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you're better off on your own&lt;br /&gt;Because even when I was with you, I'd never been more alone&lt;br /&gt;Know that I've cried my last tears for you&lt;br /&gt;If you see me out, please walk on by&lt;br /&gt;You've hurt me for the last time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-8786629968642916591?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/8786629968642916591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=8786629968642916591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/8786629968642916591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/8786629968642916591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-late.html' title='&quot;Too Late&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-3370556097220900044</id><published>2007-12-26T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:41:11.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Missed Christmas?!"</title><content type='html'>Only one day sober&lt;br /&gt;But still&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive today&lt;br /&gt;I can't say it is a good feeling&lt;br /&gt;But still&lt;br /&gt;It is mine to feel&lt;br /&gt;And I will&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Face the sun&lt;br /&gt;With only two days sober&lt;br /&gt;But still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-3370556097220900044?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-5013898434434799668</id><published>2007-12-23T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T09:22:47.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sticks and Stones"</title><content type='html'>What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough to get better&lt;br /&gt;You just wait for the sickness&lt;br /&gt;Did you know it is you that is making me sick?&lt;br /&gt;You and your snide little remarks&lt;br /&gt;You think I am not in my right mind&lt;br /&gt;But your words hurt never the less&lt;br /&gt;I would rather you hit me in the face one good time&lt;br /&gt;Then keep on putting me down&lt;br /&gt;I am already as low as I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Stones&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-526142607683773984</id><published>2007-12-17T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:17:35.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happy Christmas"</title><content type='html'>If I had all the money in the world&lt;br /&gt;I'd still write you a line&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all the money in the world&lt;br /&gt;Could never quite describe&lt;br /&gt;A daughter's love for her mother&lt;br /&gt;And a mother like mine&lt;br /&gt;Would rather have a line from her girl&lt;br /&gt;Than all the money in the world&lt;br /&gt;And so Happy Christmas Mom&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you is endless&lt;br /&gt;If I had a thousand wishes&lt;br /&gt;I'd give them all to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-526142607683773984?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/526142607683773984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=526142607683773984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/526142607683773984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/526142607683773984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-christmas.html' title='&quot;Happy Christmas&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-3330920136706350643</id><published>2007-12-16T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T14:41:26.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Listerine"</title><content type='html'>I hope you'll think of me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;When you are rinsing the sin from your dirty mouth&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll feel the burn of loss&lt;br /&gt;Swishing around in the mouth, that I will never kiss again&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know you have spit me out for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-3330920136706350643?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/3330920136706350643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=3330920136706350643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3330920136706350643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3330920136706350643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/12/listerine.html' title='&quot;Listerine&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-6374956931499971302</id><published>2007-12-03T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T14:55:05.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"7 Days"</title><content type='html'>It worries me that I don't have words for you&lt;br /&gt;That we are forcing something that isn't there&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, go ahead baby-pull my hair&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me, after all this time (ha)&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could write about your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the lines to describe&lt;br /&gt;What is missing for you in mine&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll make you weak&lt;br /&gt;Afterall it has only been a week&lt;br /&gt;But you say we have accomplished more in our time&lt;br /&gt;Than some people have in their entire lives&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is passion at it's best&lt;br /&gt;We love to hate eachother&lt;br /&gt;You say nobody bothers you like I do&lt;br /&gt;And I take that as a compliment&lt;br /&gt;A gift that was well meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-6374956931499971302?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/6374956931499971302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=6374956931499971302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/6374956931499971302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/6374956931499971302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/12/7-days.html' title='&quot;7 Days&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-1065761289598901121</id><published>2007-11-25T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:13:10.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fold"</title><content type='html'>The best I could have ever hoped for&lt;br /&gt;Would have been for you to keep me in suspense&lt;br /&gt;But you slapped me with your cold truth again and again&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a sting with no room for negotiation&lt;br /&gt;You live by a set of rules, my heart will never follow&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye is my consequence&lt;br /&gt;You must think I am ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;All these months of cat and mouse&lt;br /&gt;You were just an itch I couldn't scratch&lt;br /&gt;A pair of eyes, I could never catch&lt;br /&gt;So here I am-throwing the flag&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I can't play anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-1065761289598901121?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/1065761289598901121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=1065761289598901121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1065761289598901121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1065761289598901121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/fold.html' title='&quot;Fold&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-404156209994286134</id><published>2007-11-24T12:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:22:57.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Know"</title><content type='html'>I hear you don't give out second chances*&lt;br /&gt;Careful baby, 'cos I know you believe &lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;So, when you're down on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Begging her to stay&lt;br /&gt;And she tells you it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;Up off my knees, finally free&lt;br /&gt;From the sick spell you had on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I never even had a chance to begin with, I hope you know, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-404156209994286134?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/404156209994286134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=404156209994286134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/404156209994286134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/404156209994286134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-know.html' title='&quot;I Know&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-1891802301406666444</id><published>2007-11-24T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:57:21.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Say You Understand"</title><content type='html'>I made a mountain of love &lt;br /&gt;Out of a molehill of drugs&lt;br /&gt;That I grew too weary to climb&lt;br /&gt;Crying over milk that's spilled&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love, falling behind&lt;br /&gt;Now it's water under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;But I'm learning to swim again&lt;br /&gt;With all the innocence of a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-1891802301406666444?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/1891802301406666444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=1891802301406666444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1891802301406666444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1891802301406666444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-say-you-understand.html' title='&quot;You Say You Understand&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-5653582018912469818</id><published>2007-11-19T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:06:55.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Then And There"</title><content type='html'>I can't write you a love poem&lt;br /&gt;Simply, because I don't love you now&lt;br /&gt;But let it be said-&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find you in another life&lt;br /&gt;Your dark eyes searching for mine&lt;br /&gt;And there, we will find oneanother&lt;br /&gt;And then, I will love you wildly&lt;br /&gt;As I had always meant to while we were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-5653582018912469818?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/5653582018912469818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=5653582018912469818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/5653582018912469818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/5653582018912469818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/then-and-there.html' title='&quot;Then And There&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-9070346053679644837</id><published>2007-11-19T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:15:49.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ignorance Is Bliss"</title><content type='html'>I am listening to you from the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;You must be in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;I hear you slosh my spirit around in that jug&lt;br /&gt;Satiated when it slides down your dry throat&lt;br /&gt;Unaware you may have consumed the last of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-9070346053679644837?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/9070346053679644837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=9070346053679644837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/9070346053679644837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/9070346053679644837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='&quot;Ignorance Is Bliss&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-4313101501590108681</id><published>2007-11-19T15:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:11:00.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's All I Can Do"</title><content type='html'>It's all I can do to slide past you in our tiny hall&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you won't notice my sturdy hip brush your fragile thigh&lt;br /&gt;It's all I can do to retreat to a room I know you won't bother&lt;br /&gt;How many hours can I spend in the flourecent light with that girl in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-4313101501590108681?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/4313101501590108681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=4313101501590108681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/4313101501590108681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/4313101501590108681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-all-i-can-do.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s All I Can Do&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-2761384172141530430</id><published>2007-11-17T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T16:58:53.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Never Again"</title><content type='html'>You stopped in Memphis, on your way to being free&lt;br /&gt;You bought a chair in which to read&lt;br /&gt;Told your mother of your intention to paint&lt;br /&gt;Shades of purple that never came&lt;br /&gt;You hung a cross over your bed&lt;br /&gt;And slipped a wooden one over your head&lt;br /&gt;I watched your eyes as you took it off&lt;br /&gt;And felt your warmth at such a cost&lt;br /&gt;As I arched my back- I couldn't help but see&lt;br /&gt;The weight of sin falling down on me&lt;br /&gt;In the back of my mind, I can still hear Elvis play&lt;br /&gt;Killing me softly, for old time's sake&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be a lonely man&lt;br /&gt;But you swear to me never again&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there ain't nothin' like a song&lt;br /&gt;But summertime has passed and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-2761384172141530430?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/2761384172141530430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=2761384172141530430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/2761384172141530430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/2761384172141530430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/never-again.html' title='&quot;Never Again&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-3343101777251027565</id><published>2007-11-15T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:30:28.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"No Waiting"</title><content type='html'>So many in line&lt;br /&gt;But I dismiss them all &lt;br /&gt;For the one who wouldn't want my heart&lt;br /&gt;If it were free of charge&lt;br /&gt;The King of "NO"&lt;br /&gt;He'll never know &lt;br /&gt;How badly I wanted that dead end road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-3343101777251027565?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/3343101777251027565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=3343101777251027565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3343101777251027565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3343101777251027565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-waiting.html' title='&quot;No Waiting&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-7134698936927209818</id><published>2007-11-15T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:16:09.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wrong Turn"</title><content type='html'>You said we were on a dead end road&lt;br /&gt;But honey, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I would have been content to sit&lt;br /&gt;And let the world get on with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll have no part in the madness&lt;br /&gt;So, it's you that I'm gonna miss&lt;br /&gt;When I hit the road tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you in my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe time will break you down&lt;br /&gt;You'll be alone thumb stuck out&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop and sit&lt;br /&gt;And tell you to get on with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-7134698936927209818?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/7134698936927209818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=7134698936927209818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/7134698936927209818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/7134698936927209818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/wrong-turn.html' title='&quot;Wrong Turn&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-3001754412270566268</id><published>2007-11-12T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:03:12.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Straw"</title><content type='html'>You say:&lt;br /&gt;This is why I didn't want to hang out with you&lt;br /&gt;You were lucky to get one chance with me, nevermind a second&lt;br /&gt;I only need myself right now&lt;br /&gt;That makes me not trust you&lt;br /&gt;You got crazy and mean&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hang out&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a hugging person&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a food sharer&lt;br /&gt;I don't accept gifts&lt;br /&gt;We will never be together in a romantic way&lt;br /&gt;Am I interested in being cock teased? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends say:&lt;br /&gt;You are ugly, and bipolar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think:&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful and deep&lt;br /&gt;Silly me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-3001754412270566268?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/3001754412270566268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=3001754412270566268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3001754412270566268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3001754412270566268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/straw.html' title='&quot;The Straw&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-4370564285973335373</id><published>2007-11-08T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:08:44.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chance Meeting"</title><content type='html'>Going about my business today&lt;br /&gt;Yours was the last face I'd expected&lt;br /&gt;But there you were in my way&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me/through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared a laugh, some cheap humor&lt;br /&gt;Neither of us could afford more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying your crooked nose, your twisted mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scars I'd never noticed&lt;br /&gt;You should not have cut your hair&lt;br /&gt;I studied the shape of your chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a snapshot in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And filed you away, where you'll stay&lt;br /&gt;I won't soon mistake proximity for serendipity&lt;br /&gt;(You only live a mile away)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-4370564285973335373?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/4370564285973335373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=4370564285973335373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/4370564285973335373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/4370564285973335373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/chance-meeting.html' title='&quot;Chance Meeting&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-8750749711354785524</id><published>2007-11-05T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:07:31.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fools Gold"</title><content type='html'>You are nothing more than a mindless habit&lt;br /&gt;Addictive and detrimental to my health&lt;br /&gt;Filling me with your sticky black love&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;But I continue to let you in time and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-8750749711354785524?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/8750749711354785524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=8750749711354785524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/8750749711354785524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/8750749711354785524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/fools-gold.html' title='&quot;Fools Gold&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-8523398177799133235</id><published>2007-11-04T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:36:11.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Untitled"</title><content type='html'>We said goodbye, before hello&lt;br /&gt;Simple, cliche rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of singing the same old song&lt;br /&gt;Where the words are right, but the melody's wrong&lt;br /&gt;You played me like a violin&lt;br /&gt;And I danced for you again and again&lt;br /&gt;But I'm dizzy, spinning to your beat&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for a new sound, ready to admit defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-8523398177799133235?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/8523398177799133235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=8523398177799133235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/8523398177799133235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/8523398177799133235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/untitled_04.html' title='&quot;Untitled&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-5820295398469868635</id><published>2007-11-04T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:18:17.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lyrical Montage"</title><content type='html'>This is for me, not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I laugh at all your jokes, but you look bored.  I've been a lot of things-but never yours.  -Tracy Chapman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When I looked for you, I almost passed you by, you were so cool and calm I thought my friends had lied.  I thought so much reserve must make you wild inside, it was there and then that I knew-had to get me some of what you got. -TC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed, and passed over.- APC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I fell too fast, I feel too much, I thought that you might have some advice to give, on how to be insensitive. -Jann Arden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And now I see, all the shit that isn't me, I'm too relieved to be mad, relieved and sad. I misplaced my mind, thought it was lost, and now I find-you were just very, very unkind. -Minnie Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, what a cold and common old way to go.  When I was feeding on the need for you to know me, devastated at the rate you fell below me, what wasted unconditional love, on somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff, oh well. -Fiona Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You think you are complicated, a deep mystery to all.  Well it's taken me awhile to see, you're not so special- all energy no meaning, with a lot of words.  So paper thin, not one real feeling could knock you down....So, see you when you're 40, lost and all alone, being comforted by strangers you'll never need to know, not sad because you lost me, sad because you thought it was cool to be sad- You think misery will make you stand apart from the crowd.  If you'dve walked past me today- I wouldnt've picked you out. -Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We said goodbye before hello. -Michael Penn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She made up some excuse to see you, said you didn't feel a thing, tired of all the dramas maybe? -Aimee Mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-God, who would wanna be such an asshole? Who would wanna be such a control freak?-Modest Mouse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-5820295398469868635?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/5820295398469868635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=5820295398469868635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/5820295398469868635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/5820295398469868635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/lyrical-montage.html' title='&quot;Lyrical Montage&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-1005288057481458043</id><published>2007-11-04T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T16:31:29.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Afterthought"</title><content type='html'>I always chose the perfect words&lt;br /&gt;While yours were off the cuff&lt;br /&gt;Speaking volumes without intention&lt;br /&gt;It was always just enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were half-assed and cold&lt;br /&gt;But, I read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Searching out inspiration&lt;br /&gt;For my silly little rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-1005288057481458043?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/1005288057481458043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=1005288057481458043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1005288057481458043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1005288057481458043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/afterthought.html' title='&quot;Afterthought&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-4651957841986451639</id><published>2007-11-04T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T13:23:01.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A lie"</title><content type='html'>It's so confusing, you see&lt;br /&gt;The way we're makin' sense &lt;br /&gt;To everyone but me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White picket fences&lt;br /&gt;And expensive dishes&lt;br /&gt;Keep me under lock and key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in closets&lt;br /&gt;And sleek chrome faucets&lt;br /&gt;Will never be enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll be in the garden tub&lt;br /&gt;Candles lit, remembering love&lt;br /&gt;And the way it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-4651957841986451639?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/4651957841986451639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=4651957841986451639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/4651957841986451639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/4651957841986451639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/lie.html' title='&quot;A lie&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-6384011818344547306</id><published>2007-11-04T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:59:21.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fast"</title><content type='html'>"See you on the flipside"&lt;br /&gt;Was the last line you fed to me&lt;br /&gt;Hungry for your return- I ate it&lt;br /&gt;Sweet cream, from your dirty hands&lt;br /&gt;You filled me with a sugary hope &lt;br /&gt;That left my heart tired and overweight&lt;br /&gt;I think a fast is in order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-6384011818344547306?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/6384011818344547306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=6384011818344547306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/6384011818344547306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/6384011818344547306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/fast.html' title='&quot;Fast&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-3745877177477230718</id><published>2007-11-02T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:38:15.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sure To Fall"</title><content type='html'>You are the well for wishes I made in vain&lt;br /&gt;My "pretty little hate machine"&lt;br /&gt;What a fantastic notion I entertained&lt;br /&gt;Walking the tightrope of your frayed pipe dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-3745877177477230718?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/3745877177477230718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=3745877177477230718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3745877177477230718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/3745877177477230718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/silly-girl.html' title='&quot;Sure To Fall&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-1027520887666526279</id><published>2007-11-02T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:36:23.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Untitled"</title><content type='html'>So simple, at first light&lt;br /&gt;The idea of you-&lt;br /&gt;But as the day grows&lt;br /&gt;So do my twisted/tangled thoughts&lt;br /&gt;A relentless, creeping vine, blooming with petals of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Decorated with thorns of doubt&lt;br /&gt;You wrap yourself around me so sweetly&lt;br /&gt;And when the self-inflicted ache begins to wither&lt;br /&gt;I'll be out in search of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-1027520887666526279?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/1027520887666526279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=1027520887666526279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1027520887666526279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/1027520887666526279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/untitled.html' title='&quot;Untitled&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-5414098416730551949</id><published>2007-11-02T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:42:08.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Package"</title><content type='html'>You arrived early this morning&lt;br /&gt;On the doorstep of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I rushed out, eager as three on Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;Pulled you close-and tore away (your) flawless wrapping&lt;br /&gt;Only to find your filthy truth-in a custom suit&lt;br /&gt;So, I smiled my best smile- and said "Thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8049260095598293150-5414098416730551949?l=notaboutlove81.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/feeds/5414098416730551949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8049260095598293150&amp;postID=5414098416730551949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/5414098416730551949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8049260095598293150/posts/default/5414098416730551949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notaboutlove81.blogspot.com/2007/11/package.html' title='&quot;A Package&quot;'/><author><name>Shadowboxer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13530871385480476658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8049260095598293150.post-4907652890331815627</id><published>2007-11-02T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:09:33.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Old Woman"</title><content type='html'>Today, as I was leaving the bookstore&lt;br /&gt;I came upon an old woman-hair whipped up like cotton candy&lt;br /&gt;Eyes, milk-washed blue, beaming with history&lt;br /&gt;I gazed at her flat, dusty shoes- wondering where they had taken her over her years&lt;br /&gt;She clenched her belongings as if they were the last, and most precious days of her life,&lt;br /&gt;And shuffled into the place I could no longer stay&lt;br /&gt;I know I will never see her again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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