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  <title>________Shut up and KISS ME..&lt;33</title>
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  <title>&amp;lt;33This is a day that I get closer to seeing you again&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I would trade all my tomorrow&apos;s for one single yesterday...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love the heart that hurts you, but NEVER hurt the heart that loves you...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby? right now I feel invisible to you, like I&apos;m not real..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cause Im broken when I’m open And I don’t feel like I am strong enough Cause I’m broken when &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I’m lonesome And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I live, I breathe, I let it rain on me I sleep, I wake, I try hard not to break I crave, I love, I&apos;ve waited long enough I try as hard as I can..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want to hear your voice out loud...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; let&apos;s not let the sun go down...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Those times that I opened up my mouth in hopes of saying something clever..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Within these ashes lies beauty forgotten. search us to find what has been lost within.&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2004 04:40:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33This is a day that I get closer&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I would trade all my tomorrow&apos;s for one single yesterday...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love the heart that hurts you, but NEVER hurt the heart that loves you...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby? right now I feel invisible to you, like I&apos;m not real..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cause Im broken when I’m open And I don’t feel like I am strong enough Cause I’m broken when &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I’m lonesome And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I live, I breathe, I let it rain on me I sleep, I wake, I try hard not to break I crave, I love, I&apos;ve waited long enough I try as hard as I can..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want to hear your voice out loud...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; let&apos;s not let the sun go down...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Those times that I opened up my mouth in hopes of saying something clever..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Dec 2004 19:18:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;/3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;...You always hurt the one you Love....&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2004 05:58:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m off to fresno tonight..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I Miss You&amp;lt;33&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(if you see this while I&apos;m gone give me a call cause I&apos;m not sure if I&apos;m gonna be able to get online)&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 00:40:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33I&apos;ll Be Better When I&apos;m Older&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Hold me close&amp;nbsp;I wanna hear your heart beat!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I Miss You&amp;lt;33&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://profiles.myspace.com/users/10922853&quot;&gt;New Thing...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2004 05:42:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33 Lower Your Head and Take It In &amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody on the road&lt;br&gt;Nobody on the beach&lt;br&gt;I feel it in the air&lt;br&gt;The summer&apos;s out of reach&lt;br&gt;Empty lake, empty streets&lt;br&gt;The sun goes down alone&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m drivin&apos; by your house&lt;br&gt;Though I know you&apos;re not at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Miss You...&amp;lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave Some niice comments please....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2004 23:10:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33 Its All In My Head&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Pictures!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 331px&quot; height=&quot;484&quot; src=&quot;http://tinypic.com/lwi36&quot; width=&quot;516&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Aly and Me Last Saturday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 273px&quot; height=&quot;877&quot; src=&quot;http://tinypic.com/lwi85&quot; width=&quot;1098&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aly and I on Thursday Driving Starbucks&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 02:08:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Smile, haven&apos;t seen him smile in a little while..&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;ll Be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;The strands in your eyes
the color them wonderful
stop me
then steal my breath
emeralds from mountains
thrust towards the sky
never revealing their depth

Tell me 
that we belong together
dress it up
with the trappings of love
ill be captivated
ill hang from your lips
instead of the gallows
of  heartache that hang from above

Ill be
your crying shoulder
ill be
loves suicide
i&apos;ll be
better when i&apos;m older
ill be
the greatest fan of your life

And rain falls
angry on the tin roof
as we lie awake in my bed
you&apos;re my survival
you&apos;re my living proof
my love is alive
not dead

Tell me 
that we belong together
dress it up
with the trappings of love
ill be captivated
ill hang from your lips
instead of the gallows
of heartache that hang from above

Ill be
your crying shoulder
ill be
loves suicide
i&apos;ll be
better when i&apos;m older
ill be
the greatest fan of your life

I dropped out
I burned up
I found my way back from the dead
I tuned in
And turned on
Remembering the things that you said

Ill be
Your crying shoulder
Ill be
Loves suicide
Ill be
Better when im older
Ill be
The greatest fan of yourrr....
Ill be
Your crying shoulder
Ill be
Loves suicide
Ill be
Better when im older
Ill be
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2004 06:14:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33You were holding me tight as I gave into your lips&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;	&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause Im broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause Im broken when I’m open 
And I dont feel like I am strong enough
Cause Im broken when I’m lonesome
And I dont feel right when you’re gone away

Cause Im broken when I’m open
And I dont feel like I am strong enough
Cause Im broken when I’m lonesome
And I dont feel right when you’re gone away&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Miss You.....&amp;lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;Call Me Later....(((If You Can)))&lt;/pre&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 04:55:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Love the heart that hurts you, but NEVER hurt the heart that loves you&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&apos;s hard to say that I was wrong&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&apos;s hard to say I miss you&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Since you&apos;ve been gone, it&apos;s not the same&lt;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Miss You...&amp;lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Leave me some comments...nice ones this time plz..&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2004 05:37:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Let&apos;s Not Let The Sun Go Down&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was the Homecoming Game..We won of course..we played Southwest..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was Tiiight!! Or should I say early &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; morning...Haha Junior You Got Owned By Jenn and I...hahaha..Didn&apos;t do much on Halloween...went to Thomas&apos; for a bit then came home and crashed...I was tired...Still kinda am...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Miss You...&amp;lt;33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2004 04:53:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33 I Want To Hear Your Voice Out Loud&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <lj:music>Tuesday Morning {Michelle Branch}</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Tuesday Morning {Michelle Branch}</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2004 22:11:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Never Let Go Of The One That Makes You Smile&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far this week hasn&apos;t been the best..I got my truck taken away from me..really upset about that..now I have to drive my dads car until he says I can have my truck back..I hope thats sooner rather then later..not sure if I&apos;m gonna be able to go out this weekend...got invted to a hotel party after homecomming...I hope I can go...that&apos;ll be chill...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a happier note my friend Jessika turned 17 today!! &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Jess&lt;/strong&gt;...I love you lots and I miss you just as much...Seeing how you don&apos;t live down the street from me any more..Man just to think all those years we&apos;ve lived down the street from eachother are no more...We&apos;ve had some good times...&lt;strong&gt;I Love You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Girl!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Miss You...&amp;lt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;ll be your Crying shoulder..I&apos;ll be love&apos;s Suicide...I&apos;ll be better when I&apos;m older...I&apos;ll be the greatest fan of you life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2004 02:14:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3You were holding me tight as I gave into your lips&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRiDAY- &lt;/strong&gt;i WENT TO THE MOViES WiTH RiKKE..WE SAW THE GRUDGE..THAT WAS A PRETTY SCARY MOViE..i COULDN&apos;T SLEEP..THEN i WENT OVER TO ALY&apos;S HOUSE AND STAYED THE NiGHT..i TOLD HER ALL ABOUT THE MOViE SO SHE COULDN&apos;T SLEEP EiTHER...&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;HELPED ALY CLEAN HER ROOM...THEN WE COME OVER TO MY HOUSE AND CLEANED MY ROOM..THEN WE HAD TO STOP BY K-MART FOR MY MOM..AND ALY AND i HAD TO GET SOMETHiNG AS WELL...&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY- &lt;/strong&gt;i WENT AND WATCHED ERiCA PLAY SOFTBALL...THATS ALL i DiD THiS WEEKEND..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i MiSS YOU...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;PLEASE DON&apos;T DRiVE ME HOME TONiGHT&lt;br&gt;&apos;CAUSE i DON&apos;T WANT TO FEEL ALONE&lt;br&gt;PLEASE DON&apos;T DRiVE ME HOME TONiGHT&lt;br&gt;&apos;CAUSE i DON&apos;T WANNA GO..&lt;br&gt;TUESDAY MORNiNG iN THE DARK i WAS &lt;br&gt;FiNDiNG OUT WHO YOU ARE..&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2004 05:31:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Didnt do much this weekend...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I had a very interestion night...talked to Ihomas then walked around the lake with him for a bit..then took him home..then went and stayed the night at Alys again cause I also stayed there on thursday...then on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went and helped clean Alys sisters old house and then Aly and I stayed at Thomas&apos;..I went to a party with Scott, Junior, Candice, and Anthony..at first the party was pretty chill...then the music stoped and it kinda died...so we went back to Scotts...hung out there for the rest of the night..thats about it..I didnt do anything sunday..I got sick however..I didnt go to school today cause I had a fever..I think I still have one..I got to talk to&lt;em&gt; Andrew&lt;/em&gt; today..Thats was pretty chill..Well thats all I&apos;ve been up to..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I Miss You..&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2004 03:10:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3KiSS ME&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;thIs weekend was pretty chIll..frIday&amp;nbsp;I went to castle park&apos;s homecommIng...I&amp;nbsp;saw a lot of my old frIends there...I mIss castle park..I left early so&amp;nbsp;I dont know who won..I was gonna go to the haunted traIls wIth aly, lIndz, and shauna...but&amp;nbsp;I stayed at the game longer than they dId...and Im kInda glad I dIdnt go..they all chIckened out..so aly and I&amp;nbsp;went&amp;nbsp;on saturday...Its a lot scarIer In lIne than It really Is...today aly and I went to thomas&apos; for a lIttle bIt..then we went to get some food and we saw julIa!!! then aly came over and we watched clueless...I lIke that movIe...the we took my dog for a walk..boy was that hard..he&apos;s a pIstol...then aly went home..so all-n-all I was a pretty good weekend...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;I mIss you andrew jordan hess!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2004 04:29:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3And I Dreamt Of You&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;

I Saw this in a friends Info..Its a really sad story..but yet at the same time..really sweet..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road...&lt;br&gt;Girl: Slow down. Im scared.&lt;br&gt;Guy: No this is fun.&lt;br&gt;Girl: No its not. Please, its 2 scary!&lt;br&gt;Guy: Then tell me u love me.&lt;br&gt;Girl: Fine, I love u. Slow down!&lt;br&gt;Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.&lt;br&gt;*Girl hugs him*&lt;br&gt;Guy: Can u take my helmet off &amp;amp; put it on? Its buggin me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. 2 ppl were on it but only 1 survived...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realizd that his breaks broke, but he didn&apos;t want 2 let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him &amp;amp; felt her hug 1 last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I Miss You Andrew Jordan Hess!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2004 00:10:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3 Note to Self &amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 218px&quot; height=&quot;701&quot; src=&quot;http://tinypic.com/bezqg&quot; width=&quot;762&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; Aly and I..Aww Doesn&apos;t she look so pretty...I don&apos;t know what the heck is going on with me however!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; I Miss You Andrew Jordan Hess!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Self: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I Miss You Terribly..&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is what we call a Tragedy..&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Come back to me, Come back to me, To me..&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I Miss You Terrible..&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is what we call a Tragedy..&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Come back to me, Come back to me, To me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2004 04:58:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Kiss The Rain&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello
Can you hear me?
Am I gettin&apos; through to you?&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Hello
Is it late there?
There&apos;s a laughter on the line
Are you sure you&apos;re there alone?&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&apos;Cause I&apos;m
Trying to explain
Something&apos;s wrong
You just don&apos;t sound the same&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Why don&apos;t you
Why don&apos;t you
Go outside
Go outside&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Kiss the rain
Whenever you need me
Kiss the rain
Whenever I&apos;m gone, too long.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If your lips
Feel lonely and thirsty
Kiss the rain
And wait for the dawn.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Keep in mind
We&apos;re under the same sky
And the nights
as empty for me, as for you
If you feel
You can&apos;t wait till morning
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Hello
Do you miss me?
I hear you say you do
But not the way I&apos;m missing you&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What&apos;s new?
How&apos;s the weather?
Is it stormy where you are?
You sound so close but it feels 
like you&apos;re so far
Oh would it mean anything
If you knew
What I&apos;m left imagining
In my mind
In my mind
Would you go
Would you go
Kiss the rain&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;And you&apos;d fall over me
Think of me
Think of me
Think of me
Only me
Kiss the rain
Whenever you need me
Kiss the rain
Whenever I&apos;m gone too long
If your lips
Feel lonely and tempted
Kiss the rain
and wait for the dawn&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Keep in mind
We&apos;re under the same sky
And the nights
As empty for me, as for you&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;If you feel
You can&apos;t wait till morning&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Oooooohhhhh
Kiss the rain
Oooooohhhhh
Kiss the rain&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Hello
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Remember me when you&apos;re out walking&lt;br&gt;When snow falls high outside your door&lt;br&gt;Late at night when you&apos;re not sleeping&lt;br&gt;And moonlight falls across your floor.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt; &quot;All I want to do is lie in bed with you&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2004 05:06:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33My Prerogative&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Today I went to the beach with my sister, Sasha, Monique, Nicolette, and Erica...The beach was alright..Then got home about 6 or so...then went over to Sasha&apos;s house and chilled for a bit...then came home not too long ago..Tomorrow I have school...ehh that sucks...good thing is I only go till wednesady then im off for a week...Then I go back when regular school gets back in session...Its all good though...I havnt really been myself lately..I&apos;m not really sure why not...I guess everybody just has thoughs good days and bad days...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I Miss You Andrew Jordan Hess!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2004 02:31:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3 I Will Sing You Lullabies&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 273px&quot; height=&quot;1526&quot; src=&quot;http://tinypic.com/5wtbn&quot; width=&quot;608&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 242px&quot; height=&quot;672&quot; src=&quot;http://tinypic.com/5wtw0&quot; width=&quot;479&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Erica and&amp;nbsp;I at my cousins wedding...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Baby Can at the JV Football Game on Friday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Veronica What Are You Doing??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Well last night was my cousins wedding..Over all it was a pretty fun wedding..I found myself, however, getting a little teary&amp;nbsp;eyed..Some of the songs there reminded me of &lt;em&gt;Andrew&amp;lt;33.&lt;/em&gt;Boy do&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;I miss him&lt;/em&gt;...But&amp;nbsp;Hey Guess What!!! I caught the bouquet!!&amp;nbsp;Thats the&amp;nbsp;5th time in a row that&amp;nbsp;I caught it..At every wedding&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ve been to&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ve caught it..Cept my sisters..but its all good..I got signed up for learning center today..No more regular school for me..Well that was my weekend..&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 04:09:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3Your Lips Were Made To Suck My Kiss&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;Woke up yesterday
&lt;em&gt;with you on my mind&lt;/em&gt; 
so afraid of running out of time 
&lt;em&gt;so come around again&lt;/em&gt; 
and i&apos;ll show you what i mean 
&lt;em&gt;And you can tell me&lt;/em&gt; 
exactly what you need 
&lt;em&gt;and we can talk all night&lt;/em&gt;
we can talk all night 
&lt;em&gt;and i will sing you lullabies&lt;/em&gt; 
i will sing you lullabies
&lt;em&gt;not in every arrow is&lt;/em&gt;
pointed straight at your heart 
&lt;em&gt;sorry for the time i said too much&lt;/em&gt; 
i was so afraid that 
&lt;em&gt;you would fall out of touch&lt;/em&gt; 
and we can talk all night 
&lt;em&gt;we could talk all night&lt;/em&gt; 
and i will sing you lullabies 
&lt;em&gt;i will sing you lullabies&lt;/em&gt; 
not every arrow is 
&lt;em&gt;pointed straight at your heart&lt;/em&gt; 
so come around again 
&lt;em&gt;so come around again&lt;/em&gt; 
and we can talk all night 
&lt;em&gt;so come around again,&lt;/em&gt; 
so come around again 
&lt;em&gt;and we can talk all night&lt;/em&gt; 
and we can talk all night 
&lt;em&gt;i will sing you&lt;/em&gt; 
lullabies&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;                                                                                &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4.5&quot;&gt;  I Miss You Andrew Jordan Hess!!&amp;lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 06:21:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;/3Confused&amp;lt;/3</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna know the truth...&amp;lt;/3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Sep 2004 02:13:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Regrets And Romance&amp;lt;33</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m Sorry I was Confused about you..and when you told me what had happened and that reason...I felt soo Stupid For ever thinking anything that I had thought...and I&apos;m Sorry..I dont know what&amp;nbsp;I was thinking....cause they said that you moved and everything..and I was like ooh ok he moved and didnt tell me, maybe thats a hint of some kind...I guess I got a little scared.. :(&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;pre style=&quot;FONT: 12px arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Now i see the truth in your eyes.
&lt;em&gt;This time it could be forever.&lt;/em&gt;
Now i see the truth in your eyes. 
Tell my what youre looking for.
&lt;em&gt;To fall asleep with you would be heaven; for once this dream wont be short lived.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Take me with you show me all lifes splendors.&lt;/em&gt; 
Ive been waiting for lifes last breath.
The world wouldnt turn without you; breathing its air, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&apos;d take you anywhere
&lt;/em&gt;For once tihs is one of those dreams that i can spare, but you rather spare me.
Now i see the truth in your eyes. 
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time it will be forever.
Ill trust you if you&apos;ll just trust me.&lt;/em&gt;
Tell me what youre looking for. 
Now i see the truth in your eyes
Ill trust you if you&apos;ll just trust me.
If this isnt what you wanted, then tell me what is.
And our roles have been filled, &lt;em&gt;as they should with hidden messages in secret songs.&lt;/em&gt;
This is my last breath of air, your last chance to love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Sep 2004 01:20:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;33Sweet Emotions&amp;lt;33</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&quot;I Don&apos;t wanna close my eyes, I don&apos;t wanna fall asleep,&lt;br&gt;Cause I&apos;d miss you baby and I don&apos;t wanna miss a thing,&lt;br&gt;Cause even when I dream of you, the sweetest dream would never do,&lt;br&gt;I&apos;d still miss you baby and I dont wanna miss a thing.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Areosmith-I Don&apos;t Wanna Miss A Thing)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&quot;I wake up and teardrops, they fall down like rain&lt;br&gt;I put on that old song we danced to and then&lt;br&gt;I head off to my job, guess not much has changed&lt;br&gt;Punch the clock, head for home&lt;br&gt;Check the phone, just in case&lt;br&gt;Go to bed, dream of you&lt;br&gt;That&apos;s what I&apos;m doing these days&lt;br&gt;Yeah, that&apos;s what I&apos;m doing.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;I Miss You Andrew Jordan Hess!!&amp;lt;33&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&quot;A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you&apos;ve been &lt;br&gt;drinking jack and coke all morning. &lt;br&gt;She can make you feel high, fill a single greatest commodity known to man: &lt;br&gt;promise; promise of a better day, promise of a greater hope, promise of a new tomorrow. &lt;br&gt;This particular aura can be found in the gate of a beautiful girl: &lt;br&gt;in her smile, and in her soul, and the way she makes every &lt;br&gt;rotten little thing about life seem like it&apos;s gonna be ok.&quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&quot;Baby,I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;br&gt;Ooh, The more I get of you&lt;br&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;br&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;br&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Haha, Good Times...Good Times...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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