<?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-8732374345443298347</id><updated>2011-09-12T01:13:18.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rhyme me silly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-6977235813939472256</id><published>2011-09-12T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:13:18.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a deeper red</title><content type='html'>A deeper red.. Stale, bitter&lt;br /&gt;Fear of change, fear of fear&lt;br /&gt;A dimensional hope&lt;br /&gt;A constrained freedom&lt;br /&gt;Air so light, I breathe heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost numb to these sharp pangs&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.. Turning numb&lt;br /&gt;Gone to a place so cold..&lt;br /&gt;Still, it burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging by a thread..&lt;br /&gt;So fine, it cuts..&lt;br /&gt;A deeper red.. Stale, bitter&lt;br /&gt;A deeper blue.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-6977235813939472256?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6977235813939472256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=6977235813939472256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6977235813939472256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6977235813939472256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/09/deeper-red.html' title='a deeper red'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-5212517806228378651</id><published>2011-04-13T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T05:38:28.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your own</title><content type='html'>and you say; the load's a little heavy on your side.. a little too heavy and i can't do anything.. can't say anything.. cos the load's a little too heavy.. on your side and you say; i've heard it before.. how the load's heavy on your side.. what can i do but watch you sink from the load that's a little heavy.. on your side and you say; your 26 years worth of dreams.. your childlike fantasies of a white dress and a complete family portrait.. i think the load's heavy on your side.. your fantasies are a little heavy on my side and i say; haven't you heard me scream.. heard me cry from the load that's too heavy on my side.. 26 years worth of dreams they don't matter.. cos dreams don't weigh me down.. look and see.. look and see.. that the only load i have.. the load that's a little heavy.. the load that's a little too heavy.. the load that's too heavy on my side.. the load that's too heavy on your side.. the load i so humbly took on and still you killed me for.. are yours.. your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-5212517806228378651?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5212517806228378651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=5212517806228378651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/5212517806228378651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/5212517806228378651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/04/your-own.html' title='your own'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-7358369207007170109</id><published>2010-03-27T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:34:23.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chains</title><content type='html'>the ghosts have come to redeem the past&lt;br /&gt;when i won battles by mere ignorance&lt;br /&gt;now the ghosts have come&lt;br /&gt;and ignorance has become too old a trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lonely war&lt;br /&gt;this war is my own against my demons&lt;br /&gt;so the knife becomes a friend&lt;br /&gt;a white flag by the slit of my wrists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish to bleed&lt;br /&gt;let the numbness replace this heavy pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free me from the chains&lt;br /&gt;of my living hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-7358369207007170109?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7358369207007170109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=7358369207007170109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/7358369207007170109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/7358369207007170109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/03/chains.html' title='chains'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-3856459025360555343</id><published>2009-05-30T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:46:55.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>star signs</title><content type='html'>am i worthy of ur time&lt;br /&gt;am i worthy of ur love&lt;br /&gt;the dawn breaks easy&lt;br /&gt;but i've fallen to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you read the star sign silly&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a paragraph&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a symbol, i'm me&lt;br /&gt;you take too long to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;star signs and your mistake&lt;br /&gt;my ashtray's filled to the brim&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts and your beliefs&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts and wrong beliefs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;have i wasted all these time&lt;br /&gt;your signals are fading..&lt;br /&gt;your signals are fading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-3856459025360555343?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3856459025360555343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=3856459025360555343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3856459025360555343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3856459025360555343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-signs.html' title='star signs'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-1989670471069431118</id><published>2009-05-03T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:18:59.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how could i</title><content type='html'>these burning candles, and your smell on my skin&lt;br /&gt;your confessions, and my barrier&lt;br /&gt;what would you think if i told you&lt;br /&gt;i'm not moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i let this chance go by&lt;br /&gt;you could be the one and yet&lt;br /&gt;i can't breathe when you talk&lt;br /&gt;i can't breathe when you look at me that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i not tell you&lt;br /&gt;how i want you to go and never turn back&lt;br /&gt;how your presence suffocates me&lt;br /&gt;how all i feel is nothing close to what you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i break into an outrage of fear&lt;br /&gt;fear of losing my space&lt;br /&gt;fear of losing my time&lt;br /&gt;fear of losing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i let myself&lt;br /&gt;let you believe&lt;br /&gt;that you could be the one&lt;br /&gt;that you were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i be this way&lt;br /&gt;the way i never wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;the way i despised..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-1989670471069431118?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1989670471069431118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=1989670471069431118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/1989670471069431118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/1989670471069431118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-could-i.html' title='how could i'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-4593637899452024730</id><published>2009-03-29T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:00:38.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireball, fly, boy..</title><content type='html'>take what you can, we are crashing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll cover you, even with a blanket of lies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll turn to dust if we go down and ignite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into a fireball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, fly, boy.. fly high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't take me with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm drinking kerosene, i'm going down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly, boy, away from this fireball..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-4593637899452024730?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4593637899452024730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=4593637899452024730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/4593637899452024730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/4593637899452024730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/fireball-fly-boy.html' title='Fireball, fly, boy..'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-571786058022578051</id><published>2009-02-08T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:44:37.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking your fall - for fana</title><content type='html'>let your guard down&lt;br /&gt;only you know how weak you are inside&lt;br /&gt;kickstart that weak beating of your cold heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking your fall&lt;br /&gt;will be the hardest thing i have to do&lt;br /&gt;because once, a while ago,&lt;br /&gt;i promised i'd fall with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd neutralise your negativity&lt;br /&gt;but breaking your fall&lt;br /&gt;won't be easy&lt;br /&gt;because i was there with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as hard and impossible&lt;br /&gt;as it will be&lt;br /&gt;breaking your fall is what i have to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-571786058022578051?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/571786058022578051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=571786058022578051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/571786058022578051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/571786058022578051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/breaking-your-fall-for-fana.html' title='breaking your fall - for fana'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-7083112326870013978</id><published>2009-02-06T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:08:12.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet</title><content type='html'>Don't you know that my heaven falls when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the scarlet skies of your own..&lt;br /&gt;your own device&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take a walk down the aisle of never knowing&lt;br /&gt;Its in your eyes, your perfect disguise, that I'm falling..&lt;br /&gt;falling in too deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;While I breathe the air that you've frozen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;While I walk the steps that you chose to run..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-7083112326870013978?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7083112326870013978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=7083112326870013978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/7083112326870013978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/7083112326870013978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/scarlet.html' title='Scarlet'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-1408221599776790985</id><published>2009-01-20T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:54:12.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demons</title><content type='html'>So you sit there waiting for someone to save you&lt;br /&gt;Now the green light's going but you don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset screams a silent tune&lt;br /&gt;And you hide in your little room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the stars, waited for the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want to be free but you don't want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;And you scream Heaven Help Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your demons sing your song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-1408221599776790985?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1408221599776790985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=1408221599776790985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/1408221599776790985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/1408221599776790985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/demons.html' title='Demons'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-1445023151371297657</id><published>2008-11-21T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:51:37.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet noise</title><content type='html'>I hear empty echoes bounce off the walls in this little room,&lt;br /&gt;And all the words, that I choose to believe,&lt;br /&gt;They ring in my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rhythm settles in,&lt;br /&gt;I am used to this silence,&lt;br /&gt;If only you could try to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head there exists&lt;br /&gt;A market full of noisy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Even if the world stops moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a person and I need to feel&lt;br /&gt;Even if it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;I choose to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be numbed by caring less&lt;br /&gt;I will care, and I will feel&lt;br /&gt;I am a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be numbed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-1445023151371297657?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1445023151371297657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=1445023151371297657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/1445023151371297657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/1445023151371297657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiet-noise.html' title='Quiet noise'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-3020688631242111649</id><published>2008-11-02T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T05:54:32.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air</title><content type='html'>If I could..&lt;br /&gt;Shut the world out,&lt;br /&gt;if only for a minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could..&lt;br /&gt;Fight the hands of time,&lt;br /&gt;if only for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could..&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in air,&lt;br /&gt;and hold my breath..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could..&lt;br /&gt;Play the world,&lt;br /&gt;in slow motion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-3020688631242111649?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3020688631242111649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=3020688631242111649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3020688631242111649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3020688631242111649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/air.html' title='Air'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-2686078660451955643</id><published>2008-09-25T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:17:10.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two cities</title><content type='html'>and its you, i miss&lt;br /&gt;in between cities, and streetlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its you, i feel&lt;br /&gt;between laughters, and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its you, i need&lt;br /&gt;between failures, and dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and beneath the yellow dim&lt;br /&gt;of this cold, empty space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been you,&lt;br /&gt;to make me forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to walk away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-2686078660451955643?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2686078660451955643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=2686078660451955643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/2686078660451955643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/2686078660451955643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-cities.html' title='two cities'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-4452096924304791012</id><published>2008-08-26T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:32:57.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding</title><content type='html'>Behind the walls where the portrait hangs&lt;br /&gt;And beneath the murky waters of a picturesque view&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows of my own masquerade&lt;br /&gt;And under the bed where dreams, I dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pages of my old faded diary&lt;br /&gt;And between the lines of my poetry&lt;br /&gt;Along with the rhythm of your songs&lt;br /&gt;And away in a world no one else knows, I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;To see me,&lt;br /&gt;I realise what i've done to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding too long&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, I've turned invisible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-4452096924304791012?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4452096924304791012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=4452096924304791012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/4452096924304791012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/4452096924304791012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiding.html' title='Hiding'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-3632539630315383360</id><published>2008-08-21T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:29:39.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sullen Street</title><content type='html'>once when the lights were bright&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had it all&lt;br /&gt;but i miss walking through Sullen Street&lt;br /&gt;i feel complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little bit of darkness&lt;br /&gt;a little pain, some thorns to pierce&lt;br /&gt;a little blood, a little fear&lt;br /&gt;its who i am, its what i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sullen Street&lt;br /&gt;don't fix the lights&lt;br /&gt;don't try to fix me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sullen Street&lt;br /&gt;i need the pain&lt;br /&gt;to stay alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-3632539630315383360?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3632539630315383360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=3632539630315383360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3632539630315383360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3632539630315383360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/sullen-street.html' title='Sullen Street'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-3426382096134427010</id><published>2008-08-06T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:24:48.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August</title><content type='html'>The days are dark in August&lt;br /&gt;The nights are sullen&lt;br /&gt;The wind howls to remind us&lt;br /&gt;That August has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And August&lt;br /&gt;Oh August&lt;br /&gt;Brings a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;For I&lt;br /&gt;Cannot cry for August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel his hands&lt;br /&gt;Brush my hair&lt;br /&gt;And I hear him sigh&lt;br /&gt;With regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know she cries&lt;br /&gt;And I feel her tears&lt;br /&gt;And I heard her say&lt;br /&gt;She's not finished&lt;br /&gt;Loving him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when September comes&lt;br /&gt;I will feel him&lt;br /&gt;Going with the wind&lt;br /&gt;And waving along&lt;br /&gt;With the naked branches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll mourn&lt;br /&gt;I'll mourn for August&lt;br /&gt;And I'll mourn&lt;br /&gt;For her sadness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-3426382096134427010?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3426382096134427010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=3426382096134427010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/3426382096134427010'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;and the clouds&lt;br /&gt;they brought you here&lt;br /&gt;but i'm blinded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sparks in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the lights&lt;br /&gt;they're too bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sparks in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the lights&lt;br /&gt;they're too bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we held on&lt;br /&gt;as the ride&lt;br /&gt;made our heads spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when its over&lt;br /&gt;when the lights&lt;br /&gt;have gone down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're just us&lt;br /&gt;i know what i want&lt;br /&gt;but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;so i walk away&lt;br /&gt;to a darker place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-2783964956563909571?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2783964956563909571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=2783964956563909571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/2783964956563909571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/2783964956563909571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/ride.html' title='ride'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-4719457206877921869</id><published>2008-07-19T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T05:54:01.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run</title><content type='html'>Walk away&lt;br /&gt;Though my tears have dried&lt;br /&gt;Though my bruises are healed&lt;br /&gt;I have scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;You won't be able to look me..&lt;br /&gt;in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't recognise you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the hurt you caused me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck its ugly scars on my skin&lt;br /&gt;And though I need you&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear to hurt you with memories of how you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those memories..&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to say a word..&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is look me in the eye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-4719457206877921869?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4719457206877921869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=4719457206877921869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/4719457206877921869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/4719457206877921869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/run.html' title='Run'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-8616999241407176196</id><published>2008-07-14T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:17:23.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, me</title><content type='html'>walked through fire&lt;br /&gt;i breathed in the smoke&lt;br /&gt;i thought&lt;br /&gt;i needed time away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i choked&lt;br /&gt;cried out for help&lt;br /&gt;i thought&lt;br /&gt;i needed someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amidst the cry of war&lt;br /&gt;i felt a sense of belonging&lt;br /&gt;a quiet hush of calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quiet hush of calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a quiet hush of calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i knew&lt;br /&gt;what i needed most was&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice to be me again&lt;br /&gt;hello,&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-8616999241407176196?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8616999241407176196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=8616999241407176196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/8616999241407176196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/8616999241407176196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-me.html' title='Hello, me'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-9113239345091720114</id><published>2008-06-14T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:39:24.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>silver sparks&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue mellow&lt;br /&gt;in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple bruise&lt;br /&gt;in your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel&lt;br /&gt;a familiar pink&lt;br /&gt;in my cheeks tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-9113239345091720114?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9113239345091720114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=9113239345091720114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/9113239345091720114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/9113239345091720114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/06/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-6269314602252575538</id><published>2008-06-14T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:25:45.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>neon lights</title><content type='html'>been a while&lt;br /&gt;since we watched the world go by&lt;br /&gt;under bright neon lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a while&lt;br /&gt;since we held on tight&lt;br /&gt;while the lights took us for a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a while&lt;br /&gt;its been a long, long, while&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-6269314602252575538?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6269314602252575538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=6269314602252575538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6269314602252575538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6269314602252575538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/06/neon-lights.html' title='neon lights'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-6750522278303291435</id><published>2008-05-31T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:33:35.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little</title><content type='html'>crushing pretty petals&lt;br /&gt;against a pale backdrop of midnight blue&lt;br /&gt;i saw you under the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hush now, don't speak&lt;br /&gt;your words, they play with my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your dreams, they have become&lt;br /&gt;too ambitious for your actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go on crushing those petals&lt;br /&gt;and one day you'll realise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how little you've become..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-6750522278303291435?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6750522278303291435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=6750522278303291435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6750522278303291435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6750522278303291435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/little.html' title='little'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-7880051498044466031</id><published>2008-05-29T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:42:57.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>down came the rain</title><content type='html'>an ode to my insatiable hopes&lt;br /&gt;far away in what could be so picturesque&lt;br /&gt;look up in the painted skies for what you desire&lt;br /&gt;cry to the ground when its all just a pathetic dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the swollen fists thats beaten up to too much failure&lt;br /&gt;the heavy eyes thats cried out to too much disappointment&lt;br /&gt;the shattered heart that has stopped pumping with more adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;you're just a lifeless body stumbling,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a rebirth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an old man sits by the door,&lt;br /&gt;wondering when he'd stop breathing&lt;br /&gt;you think to yourself, why live and wait to die when you're still alive&lt;br /&gt;then he answers, 'i haven't done anything in my life to cherish those moments,&lt;br /&gt;and its too late now'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rush and adrenaline comes back&lt;br /&gt;so much to do, the clock's ticking&lt;br /&gt;you fill yourself up with all the things to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;'just don't fail this time', you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your fate has yet to be decided,&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;down came the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-7880051498044466031?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7880051498044466031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=7880051498044466031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/7880051498044466031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/7880051498044466031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/down-came-rain.html' title='down came the rain'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-6449496436969191086</id><published>2008-05-29T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:39:05.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy</title><content type='html'>numb to all beauty,&lt;br /&gt;your heart once wrapped in clover&lt;br /&gt;has turned into a callous portion&lt;br /&gt;beating angst in the depths of ice&lt;br /&gt;and what they see as beauty,&lt;br /&gt;you perceive as fiction,&lt;br /&gt;and you realize there's no turning back&lt;br /&gt;as you walk along the dark, poignant road you choose to follow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-6449496436969191086?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6449496436969191086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=6449496436969191086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6449496436969191086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/6449496436969191086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/melancholy.html' title='melancholy'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-8742815633676407768</id><published>2008-05-29T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:31:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complicated script</title><content type='html'>the sun sets as you weep&lt;br /&gt;into the night skies you beg&lt;br /&gt;for mercy&lt;br /&gt;time is precious, its moving fast&lt;br /&gt;your heart bleeds the deepest red&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;put your head high&lt;br /&gt;not all love is lost&lt;br /&gt;shine, my beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-8742815633676407768?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8742815633676407768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732374345443298347&amp;postID=8742815633676407768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/8742815633676407768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732374345443298347/posts/default/8742815633676407768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/complicated-script.html' title='complicated script'/><author><name>erdi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W_mJ4JbTD4/TeVV_PrpUYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zD1rQ_FX904/s220/ceaa392fb7e444aeaa82dfaa4d8cacad_7%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732374345443298347.post-3299030561482576878</id><published>2008-05-29T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:56:09.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>linger</title><content type='html'>cold skin, your wreckless hair&lt;br /&gt;show me beauty beneath&lt;br /&gt;your coloured words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intertwined to the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;i still feel empty..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8732374345443298347-3299030561482576878?l=acousticpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acousticpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3299030561482576878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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