<?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-6189888098841294877</id><updated>2011-06-27T01:54:35.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Dreamx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Missing you...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12408758582110115110</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189888098841294877.post-6137542491555664616</id><published>2011-06-18T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:43:01.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 June 2011 - What Not To Want</title><content type='html'>I want to not argue unless for philosophical purposes&lt;br /&gt;I want to not cry unless I am on the stage&lt;br /&gt;I want to not scream unless it's with my friends&lt;br /&gt;I want to not lose myself unless you promise me you'll bring me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to not fall unless you catch me&lt;br /&gt;I want to not close my eyes unless it's something ugly&lt;br /&gt;I want to not know unless the truth doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;I want to not open myself unless someone shows me what trust is again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189888098841294877-6137542491555664616?l=broken-dreamx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/feeds/6137542491555664616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/2011/06/17-june-2011-what-not-to-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default/6137542491555664616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default/6137542491555664616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/2011/06/17-june-2011-what-not-to-want.html' title='17 June 2011 - What Not To Want'/><author><name>Missing you...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12408758582110115110</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-6189888098841294877.post-5141635464381419475</id><published>2011-06-18T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:41:40.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 June 2011 - The Tree of Friendship</title><content type='html'>I wonder what happened to a thing called friendship&lt;br /&gt;Where strangers met through a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;And acquaintances got to know each other&lt;br /&gt;Thus the first sprout appeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think though what happened to a warmth named friendship&lt;br /&gt;When friends talked away the night&lt;br /&gt;And good ones experienced miracles&lt;br /&gt;Then the shoot pushed to be taller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream what happened to a way addressed friendship&lt;br /&gt;How close buddies learned about dreaming together&lt;br /&gt;And reaching forever&lt;br /&gt;So the stem becomes firmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder what happened to a concept termed friendship&lt;br /&gt;What was hard to get out&lt;br /&gt;Seemed natural with a bestie&lt;br /&gt;Hence branches shout towards the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I puzzle over what happened to a subject titled friendship&lt;br /&gt;Who showed you that believing isn’t hard&lt;br /&gt;And earned the trust you thought didn’t exist&lt;br /&gt;Therefore leaves start growing lusciously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marvel what happened to a phenomenon designated friendship&lt;br /&gt;Which time of the day when you didn’t think of your friend&lt;br /&gt;Seemed long enough to kill&lt;br /&gt;Thereupon flowers bloom ever so beautifully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon thus first kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplate what happened to a matter labeled friendship&lt;br /&gt;When you thought nothing will ever go wrong&lt;br /&gt;And lost yourself in blind bliss&lt;br /&gt;Consequently the structure seems so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deliberate what happened to a magic declared friendship&lt;br /&gt;Where the other half was both your love and best friend&lt;br /&gt;Just had to let you down&lt;br /&gt;Causing petals to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry about what happened to a love dubbed friendship&lt;br /&gt;Who made you see hope&lt;br /&gt;And took away your faith&lt;br /&gt;Leading to drifting autumn leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I muse what happened to a tranquility proclaimed friendship&lt;br /&gt;How things can change over night&lt;br /&gt;Just by a word, an action, a misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;Leaving it barren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mull over what happened to a laughter styled friendship&lt;br /&gt;What was going to get you through&lt;br /&gt;Is now gone and walking away&lt;br /&gt;Ending all even as the trunk disappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is The Tree of Friendship&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189888098841294877-5141635464381419475?l=broken-dreamx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/feeds/5141635464381419475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/2011/06/18-june-2011-tree-of-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default/5141635464381419475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default/5141635464381419475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/2011/06/18-june-2011-tree-of-friendship.html' title='18 June 2011 - The Tree of Friendship'/><author><name>Missing you...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12408758582110115110</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-6189888098841294877.post-2348320353573589007</id><published>2011-06-18T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:39:25.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 June 2011</title><content type='html'>Love is like a scab; it's never pretty&lt;br /&gt;Say something sweet; time will heal all wounds&lt;br /&gt;Do something wrong; all that remains is just a scar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189888098841294877-2348320353573589007?l=broken-dreamx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/feeds/2348320353573589007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/2011/06/18-june-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default/2348320353573589007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189888098841294877/posts/default/2348320353573589007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-dreamx.blogspot.com/2011/06/18-june-2011.html' title='18 June 2011'/><author><name>Missing you...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12408758582110115110</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></feed>
