<?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-13328647</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:17:22.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mind Of Disturbance                                                   (in poetry form)</title><subtitle type='html'>i was gifted with words and love... so i write with my heart's content...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971782148890260</id><published>2005-06-25T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:43:41.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...love...</title><content type='html'>we hide, each in our own sweet darkness.&lt;br /&gt;does the other see?&lt;br /&gt;unable and unwilling to break free?&lt;br /&gt;watching the wind,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to ride the rough.&lt;br /&gt;too wrapped up in words&lt;br /&gt;and the brilliance of your smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971782148890260?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971782148890260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971782148890260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971782148890260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971782148890260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/love.html' title='...love...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971764453289258</id><published>2005-06-25T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:40:44.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...falling, but not fallen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;she tripped... and she fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stumbling on her way to the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she laid there for a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thinking... pondering... contemplating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a world where all eyes are on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and are judging you every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where they demand for superiority,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;high excellence in every way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the reality of the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was all too real for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the pressure was too much to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hardships, too hard to endure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but think, if you didn't strive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't  try to fly on top,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you be able to survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;be able to stand in the rough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She shifted and laid on her side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not ready to stand just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the peak, a while ago, seemed so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but falling pushed it out onto the sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;give her a few minutes... she'll stand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971764453289258?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971764453289258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971764453289258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971764453289258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971764453289258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/falling-but-not-fallen.html' title='...falling, but not fallen...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971719168174655</id><published>2005-06-25T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:33:11.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Lady Macbeth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ingering around his ear, whispering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;varicious thoughts, planting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;eadly ideas into his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ou always get your way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;aintain that feminine charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;s you plot your evil plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;rowned in jewels seemed only a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;efore fate decided to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ase your way into his thoughts and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;aste that once unreachable dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ave what you want when you want it,&lt;br /&gt;   or only when so it seems...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971719168174655?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971719168174655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971719168174655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971719168174655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971719168174655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/lady-macbeth.html' title='...Lady Macbeth...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971692874544857</id><published>2005-06-25T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:28:48.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Macbeth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ake sense of all that is happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you see what you have done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All these hatred and curses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On yourself you put upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mbition made you into this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't tell me you have forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't it eat you up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And spoiled you inside rotten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;arefully, you placed the dagger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right on top of his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"With the King gone,"&lt;/em&gt; you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I would finally play his part."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;efore he awakes Macbeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One swift thrust...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;verything will be better."&lt;/em&gt; you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ake this, and you shall be King."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ow come after all the blood had spilled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your better has yet been seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971692874544857?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971692874544857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971692874544857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971692874544857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971692874544857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/macbeth.html' title='...Macbeth...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971637558793751</id><published>2005-06-25T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:19:35.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...again...</title><content type='html'>Sea whispers gently my name.&lt;br /&gt;The wind carries it on.&lt;br /&gt;Though it has happened, it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;It's blow, it's voice, not that strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mist of darkness swallows me&lt;br /&gt;Down it's shallow pit.&lt;br /&gt;Consuming me, invading me.&lt;br /&gt;Free me, I'm not property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow the sun will rise&lt;br /&gt;And the river will flow again.&lt;br /&gt;And my true face, thru my disguise&lt;br /&gt;Will shine, like my spirit within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971637558793751?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971637558793751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971637558793751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971637558793751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971637558793751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/again.html' title='...again...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971611771085240</id><published>2005-06-25T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:15:17.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...lost waters...</title><content type='html'>as i wake with morning's light,&lt;br /&gt;the usual waves hath lost thy sight.&lt;br /&gt;and dost i thought thy eyes deceive.&lt;br /&gt;thy usual waves thought long concieved&lt;br /&gt;in thy meddled mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hast, i have traveled from east to west&lt;br /&gt;and only stopping in need of rest.&lt;br /&gt;and by coincidence, i have always stopped&lt;br /&gt;near thy beloved shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this traveling might have stressed&lt;br /&gt;my mind that thou had not been blessed,&lt;br /&gt;that i have seen the tide go down&lt;br /&gt;gently, without a sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i wait for it&lt;br /&gt;to rise once more on it's feet.&lt;br /&gt;and it's gentle waves to once more greet&lt;br /&gt;my poor and carefree soul...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971611771085240?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971611771085240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971611771085240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971611771085240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971611771085240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/lost-waters.html' title='...lost waters...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971545908232463</id><published>2005-06-25T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:04:19.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--sinking slowly--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;the light flickers through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as you sing your soul to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i stand there while i try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to speak, but fail shamefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stay close as i breathe you in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;consuming every moment you're near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz i know you'll simply fade away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving me alone down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                       and then you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                       just like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                       as it sinks down from the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                       won't you try to break my fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wrapped up in words to hard to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of an overwhelming feeling that you gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;listen to the wind, it speaks your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as i feel my yearning run through my veins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i spread my wings and try to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only to feel my own fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but then i see as i wait for you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i never even had you at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971545908232463?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971545908232463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971545908232463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971545908232463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971545908232463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/sinking-slowly.html' title='--sinking slowly--'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971510878446263</id><published>2005-06-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:05:51.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--stay tonight--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;play up your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just to make me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you never did fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i danced with you once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so close, i felt your heart beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and for a moment we're lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in each other's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we all know there's no forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and what we have will eventually die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it doesn't have to be right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so could you please stay and hold me tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you left a mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so deep it's scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which makes it harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to walk out that door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't tell you i won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;miss you like hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though i want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though i want you to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971510878446263?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971510878446263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971510878446263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971510878446263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971510878446263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/stay-tonight_25.html' title='--stay tonight--'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971471669073381</id><published>2005-06-25T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:06:47.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--pick me up--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when night falls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the darkness is so thick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i try to find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back to your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i want more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waiting for that moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll come knocking on my door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's silly of me to be here still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here in the spot where you left me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;won't you pick me up, wipe my tears away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;won't you save me from this misery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't help it if i wait for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i never did stop loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think of you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't help it, i always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i try to divert my attention,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it always comes back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can i help it if it's your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that rings inside my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can i help it if i still look for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the words unsaid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971471669073381?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971471669073381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971471669073381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971471669073381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971471669073381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/pick-me-up.html' title='--pick me up--'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971423749495550</id><published>2005-06-25T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T08:43:57.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...gone...</title><content type='html'>Clock ticks slowly while you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;Can't fight the tears that run slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Still not over the fact that it's done&lt;br /&gt;And I 'm slowly fading from your memory...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971423749495550?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971423749495550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971423749495550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971423749495550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971423749495550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/gone.html' title='...gone...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971406044557857</id><published>2005-06-25T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T08:41:00.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...sorta sexual, but not quite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   with your stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   with your eyes looking into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   stripping me and baring my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while you're holding me close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   when your lips touch mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   the softness of your tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   and the grip of your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;holding me closer to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   every second you're hug me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   not wanting to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   nuzzled in your body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and holding me closer to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   as your fingers run through my skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   as your lips explore my body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   and i can't open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as you hold me closer to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   and i cry for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   as my heart aches in many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   unknowingly because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not holding me close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   as you kiss my tears away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   hugging me tighter and tighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   and whispering you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and holding me close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i melt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   as you lay me down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   kissing me as if you're scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   that you'll lose me, which is impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you're holding me closer to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm melted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   as i lay beside you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   tracing your face as you sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   with my lips, and smiling coz i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll be holding me close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971406044557857?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971406044557857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971406044557857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971406044557857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971406044557857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorta-sexual-but-not-quite.html' title='...sorta sexual, but not quite...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111971328722292695</id><published>2005-06-25T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:07:20.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--trauma--</title><content type='html'>Chains of thought linked together.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, they're killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Can't hold back the words I have made&lt;br /&gt;So violently in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unprotected from such pain,&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to end up here?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just an innocent trapped&lt;br /&gt;By my own blood and my own fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't even see the light.&lt;br /&gt;The memory is killing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;All these wounds and pain inside&lt;br /&gt;Screaming it's peace you need to find...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111971328722292695?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111971328722292695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111971328722292695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971328722292695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111971328722292695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/trauma.html' title='--trauma--'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111763968833369157</id><published>2005-06-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:08:43.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--song #5--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;how can i write a song for you&lt;br /&gt;when your smile robs me of my words?&lt;br /&gt;and your laugh leaves me speechless&lt;br /&gt;though i doubt that you're aware of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watch you closely as you play&lt;br /&gt;your guitar, strumming and humming away.&lt;br /&gt;do you really have to be this great&lt;br /&gt;and unconciously leave me in this hopeless state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;but keep on playing your guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and keep on singing that song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;while i'm secretly swept off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;just don't mind me at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;have yet to tell you you're amazing&lt;br /&gt;not ready for you to know though&lt;br /&gt;the longing trapped inside of me&lt;br /&gt;and the torment that slowly grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chew my pen, thinking&lt;br /&gt;as you go through every chord&lt;br /&gt;how close are you to finding out&lt;br /&gt;your eyes simply leave me floored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111763968833369157?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111763968833369157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111763968833369157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111763968833369157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111763968833369157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/song-5.html' title='--song #5--'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111763854717098129</id><published>2005-06-01T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T08:09:07.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...wasted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you closed your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            and you saw your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            it passed through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            and you saw how wasted it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you closed your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            and everything came back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            all it's troubles and it's pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            and you saw how wasted it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you closed your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            then the guilt started to kick in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            and you regret all the wrong choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;            that made this as wasted as it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you closed your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;           and it never opened again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111763854717098129?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111763854717098129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111763854717098129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111763854717098129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111763854717098129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/wasted.html' title='...wasted...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111763786481679681</id><published>2005-06-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T07:57:44.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...censorship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ensor the fact that you like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ven though it's true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever let your dingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;elf conquer diligent you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;pen yourself to find the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;eal world you once left behind, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ee it's real beauty once it calms down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ow will you smile when you always frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;f you hide from it, will you be able to see how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;erfect this world could sometimes be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111763786481679681?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/ayscandy/vanity%20shots/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328647.post-111761998984998345</id><published>2005-06-01T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T04:01:35.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...inside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Conceal yourself from the real world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All boxed up inside.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings not meant to soon unfold,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing make up could hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plaster a smile on your lips,&lt;br /&gt;And let the deception begin.&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it, it slowly strips&lt;br /&gt;Revealing the person within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328647-111761998984998345?l=perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/feeds/111761998984998345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328647&amp;postID=111761998984998345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111761998984998345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328647/posts/default/111761998984998345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlyunstable.blogspot.com/2005/06/inside.html' title='...inside...'/><author><name>kontrabida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11074896244736788605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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