tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93369292011-04-21T13:13:24.878-07:00-+ mE +-http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734473342290493650noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336929.post-1101567773970816732004-11-27T06:58:00.000-08:002004-11-27T07:02:53.970-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"THE ART OF LETTING GO"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Put away the pictures,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Put away the memories</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I put over and over through my tears</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Ive held them till im blind</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">They kept my hope alive</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">As if somehow that id keep you here</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Once you believed in a love forever more?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">How do you leave it in a drawer?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Now here it comes, the hardest part of all</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Unchain my heart that's holding on</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">How do i start to live my life alone?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Guess i'm just learning...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Learning the art of letting go.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Try to say it's over</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Say the word goodbye</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">But each time it catches in my throat</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You're still here in me</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And i can't set you free</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">So i hold on to what i wanted most</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Maybe someday we'll be friends forever more</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Wish i could open up that door.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Watching us fade</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">What can i do?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">But try to make it through</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">The pain of one more day</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Without you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Where do i start, to live my life alone?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I guess im learning, only learning...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Learning the "ART of LETTING GO"</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336929-110156777397081673?l=xdix.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-+ mE +-http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734473342290493650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9336929.post-1101501575048048152004-11-26T13:30:00.000-08:002004-11-26T12:39:35.046-08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">haLLeR peepz!! ito pong blog na ito... ay ga2win kong tagaLog Lang.. c0okieZz peepz?!! i mean... tag-Lish!! wahhihi.. nwaiz... jzt ave diz new webi.. kc pow... tpus q na xanga q.. >> <a href="http://www.xanga.com/ixi_silent_assasin_ixi">www.xanga.com/ixi_silent_assasin_ixi</a> im kunten2 na jan... kaya yan.. i decided 2 mek a new 1.... hehe... but stiL... i dunno how 2 do dah COMMENT thing... can any1 heLp me do it?!! pLease??? nag-ma2ka-awa po aq.. im begging u!! LoLz. nwaiz.. ere a poem.. f0e u guyz.. h0pe u Lyk it... g2g..LabYah! MuAh! t0ocuRr! ^.^</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">xdianex</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span> <br /><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>If We Had Met</strong> <br /></div><div align="center">If we had met and found this love in younger times No question but a different thing we would have shared A world of taking, giving, ripe upon the vine With promises and protestations that we cared <br />A love of appetite a wine of words new pressed To slake our thirst we two in passion's paradise Would feast upon youth's beauty missing all the rest And saturate our souls with nature's sweet device. <br />But now when life and memory have gifted me With time to learn what greater thing has brought us here I realized your loving me was meant to be And I, in turn, return that love for reasons very clear <br />And if man's measure counts our happiness as years Our love is endless then through laughter and through tears. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9336929-110150157504804815?l=xdix.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-+ mE +-http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734473342290493650noreply@blogger.com0