<?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-3144391556558245408</id><updated>2012-01-23T01:57:16.567-08:00</updated><category term='rendition of words'/><category term='not so sweet after all'/><category term='wmaz'/><category term='fall'/><category term='lost'/><category term='lullaby'/><category term='fucked up shit'/><category term='till then'/><category term='fall.fall'/><category term='note'/><category term='not so fancy intro'/><category term='a glimpse'/><title type='text'>Leia's Leftover   Roller coaster emotions, waves of words and strings of reality.</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the Truth, Tragedy, Inspiration, Desires, Lust &amp;amp; Loss</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-521037236487370220</id><published>2011-04-25T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:39:36.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding yours, teasing hers</title><content type='html'>Sprinkle a little bit of your love to me&lt;div&gt;drain away the bits that hurts in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with your smile, it lit up the world to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and your hands just made it complete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I maybe avoiding but I ain't teasing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;testing the waters for something pleasing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm holding back for the same reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that makes our head distant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hold my promise to another man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; you hold yours to the one you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could be the reason to a lot of things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we can't see what the future brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stand aside &amp;amp; you keep hugging tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to these feelings that we can't hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you ever kiss that lady right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a part of you in me has died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-521037236487370220?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/521037236487370220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2011/04/holding-yours-teasing-hers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/521037236487370220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/521037236487370220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2011/04/holding-yours-teasing-hers.html' title='Holding yours, teasing hers'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2732186526664757394</id><published>2011-04-25T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:31:53.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lullaby 2</title><content type='html'>There are tiny boxes in my mind &lt;div&gt;Little steps in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that leaves marks around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boxes keeps on coming with bubbling air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blowing ages of kept secrets away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It throws ashes bit by bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;washes spots that's hard to hit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it holds my hands but I won't look by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; do not ask me why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words floats over my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with silly boats sinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this boy that I've met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes my heart go beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2732186526664757394?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/2732186526664757394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2011/04/lullaby-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2732186526664757394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2732186526664757394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2011/04/lullaby-2.html' title='Lullaby 2'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-8685797856872222474</id><published>2010-04-26T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:40:10.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An old post in the draft</title><content type='html'>P/S: I wrote this right after I spend those time with you, but I didn't have the guts to pull it off. now, idk if what I felt still exists, my egos are coming up, and I can't help it. I want to be alone now. sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all about being patient,&lt;br /&gt;maybe I was blind, but I believe he was patient with my attitude,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was, &lt;br /&gt;and now it's my turn to be patient,&lt;br /&gt;patient towards myself, him, my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kara, your post made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I hurt him in a way, he could not even handle,&lt;br /&gt;it hurt so bad that it was better for me to stay away from him,&lt;br /&gt;and I did, but I couldn't, because I've failed myself&lt;br /&gt;I've failed him&lt;br /&gt;I can't make him happy anymore, I can't ease him anymore&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can, but he won't let himself to take the risk of being hurt again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me,&lt;br /&gt;"Music is love, love is music, music is my life, and I love my life",&lt;br /&gt;You are my MUSIC syg,&lt;br /&gt;Let me in your heart again, and I will treat you right&lt;br /&gt;the way you deserve to, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you are, and I believe you know how I am&lt;br /&gt;and I am not lying to you right now and you know that&lt;br /&gt;I understand how it feels, I realized how deep the wound was,&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever want you to feel that again&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm out of place right now, but I'm handling it sanely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I menggelabah, when I am the reason you're not happy&lt;br /&gt;baby, I'm patient now&lt;br /&gt;towards how you are and how everything going&lt;br /&gt;I'm not messed up and am not keeping the out of control act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a song,&lt;br /&gt;"Poor little misunderstood baby &lt;br /&gt;No one likes a sad face &lt;br /&gt;But I can't remember life without him &lt;br /&gt;I think I did have good days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember life with you&lt;br /&gt;and I can't be without&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-8685797856872222474?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/8685797856872222474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-post-in-draft_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8685797856872222474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8685797856872222474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-post-in-draft_26.html' title='An old post in the draft'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-3575135551818716736</id><published>2010-04-26T10:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:38:01.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people belongs in ur life till the end, some are just a phase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-3575135551818716736?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/3575135551818716736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-people-belongs-in-ur-life-till-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3575135551818716736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3575135551818716736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-people-belongs-in-ur-life-till-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2266875679034947470</id><published>2010-04-25T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:21:38.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>needs</title><content type='html'>look for me and save me&lt;br /&gt;find me and save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me from myself &lt;br /&gt;save me from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2266875679034947470?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/2266875679034947470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2266875679034947470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2266875679034947470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/needs.html' title='needs'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-3088926186628993764</id><published>2010-04-22T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:33:16.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When there's no one around</title><content type='html'>It's 6.20 am&lt;br /&gt;and I'm home&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for the time to pass on&lt;br /&gt;so I stare and stare&lt;br /&gt;the picture on my screen&lt;br /&gt;the anklet you gave me&lt;br /&gt;and the bracelet on my wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's no one around&lt;br /&gt;and nowhere to be found &lt;br /&gt;I'll make up words to a sentence&lt;br /&gt;so I won't bother other existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I'd like to say&lt;br /&gt;to make it clear all the way&lt;br /&gt;that I'll be here&lt;br /&gt;with no fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's no one around you&lt;br /&gt;and nobody found you&lt;br /&gt;I'll make up threads to a blanket&lt;br /&gt;so you would not feel sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years has come and pass&lt;br /&gt;tho' we hope it last&lt;br /&gt;now I let it up to god&lt;br /&gt;to define the knots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here &lt;br /&gt;when there's no one around&lt;br /&gt;reach out&lt;br /&gt;when you need a sound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-3088926186628993764?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/3088926186628993764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-theres-no-one-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3088926186628993764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3088926186628993764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-theres-no-one-around.html' title='When there&apos;s no one around'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-567224700820307998</id><published>2010-04-13T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T21:37:04.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ayat</title><content type='html'>Don't find the time to cry for me, don't find the words to speak for me, don't find the nerve to feel for me, just get the fuck away from me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-567224700820307998?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/567224700820307998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/ayat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/567224700820307998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/567224700820307998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/04/ayat.html' title='the ayat'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-1448648560163343223</id><published>2010-04-02T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:38:08.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was always sure about what I want to do&lt;br /&gt;but I was never sure when it comes to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-1448648560163343223?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2725448292527649400</id><published>2010-04-02T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:28:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me into the night and I'll show you the other side</title><content type='html'>The lights are out, and we're lying here on this bed&lt;br /&gt;both on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might seem we're going nowhere &lt;br /&gt;lay down beside me and stare&lt;br /&gt;stare through our hearts that have pushed so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch my heart and say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;and roll over to the part we always stayed&lt;br /&gt;let me make you feel alive again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one last time let's go to the part we're afraid of&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand and lead me there&lt;br /&gt;push my hair aside and whisper&lt;br /&gt;say " we're here "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me into the night, and I'll show you the other side&lt;br /&gt;the side we have lost, for too much shouts and doubts&lt;br /&gt;now blinded, and redeeming the parts we fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;fragile and torn, now flowing with threads of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will the water flow in the right directions?&lt;br /&gt;and heals as our hopes do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am searching for the antidote in me&lt;br /&gt;that you once call yours &lt;br /&gt;and make you smile once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to listen to the voices I've ignored&lt;br /&gt;starting to understand rather than againts&lt;br /&gt;accepting the possibilities that are on the window &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wonderful how you remind me why I fell for you in the 1st place&lt;br /&gt;It's those little surprises&lt;br /&gt;The way you talk to me, the way you say maybe&lt;br /&gt;and won't let your heart down&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you wondered but never shown&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you care but never seem&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you love me, and how u made me feel&lt;br /&gt;you did it your way, not like any other&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you know me, diff from the others&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you look at me, when everyone is around&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you listen and understood more than i could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, all of the troubles blinded me from the importants&lt;br /&gt;I was a fool to forget&lt;br /&gt;Now I got it all back, &lt;br /&gt;sticking it in my mind, either way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind blows us the way it want to&lt;br /&gt;Let the time passes and displays&lt;br /&gt;as the hopes ushers us&lt;br /&gt;and hold us closer more than we ever did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2725448292527649400?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-5888024826662569562</id><published>2010-03-30T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:44:54.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I can say is,</title><content type='html'>Speechless and glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it worth every second and I cherish that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-5888024826662569562?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/5888024826662569562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-8190109554799865534</id><published>2010-03-28T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:58:10.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the dark</title><content type='html'>Baby, &lt;br /&gt;I see u when darkness slowly closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout, to make u notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;because I can live without you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;because I can be on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't &lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter how far I am or try to be&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter whoever surrounds me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is with you&lt;br /&gt;and I keep falling back towards you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't force or make it go your way&lt;br /&gt;but it did anyway&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not forcing or make my heart and mind with thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;but it is&lt;br /&gt;every minute and every second&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make my body feel your presence&lt;br /&gt;but I felt it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time I look away&lt;br /&gt;there would be a piece of you falls on my lap&lt;br /&gt;I'd brush it off&lt;br /&gt;and it would still flew back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each step i walk further away from you&lt;br /&gt;theres a a chain that keep pulling me back&lt;br /&gt;and when i stood still, it kept trying to make me tripped &lt;br /&gt;tripped into you, thoughts of you, presence of you&lt;br /&gt;each distinct significant parts of you&lt;br /&gt;crumbling down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, make it stop, please&lt;br /&gt;it hurts&lt;br /&gt;it keeps reminding me that he's not mine anymore&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I not yours baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait, don't make it stop&lt;br /&gt;keep it coming&lt;br /&gt;because I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;and even when it hurts, &lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;because even thoughts of you, makes me smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-8190109554799865534?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/8190109554799865534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8190109554799865534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8190109554799865534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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do&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;from the sunrise and every other day too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk in my room,&lt;br /&gt;theres pictures of you scattered on the table&lt;br /&gt;and when I looked down, &lt;br /&gt;I'll end up seeing flashes of our hardest time together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling when u said we're fine&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;and thoughts of you just kept me blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S :I miss waking you up every other day,&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you saying you can't wait to see me&lt;br /&gt;     I miss your sincere 'Im-truly-happy' grin :)&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you asking how I'm doing today&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you calling me smooch, sweets and love&lt;br /&gt;     I even miss you cooking me lunch :)&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you giving me an eye to show that i did something wrong&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you saying you're worried&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you telling me 'Imy syg'&lt;br /&gt;     I miss the smell of your breath&lt;br /&gt;     I miss how you always take more time getting ready than I do&lt;br /&gt;     I miss how you smell better than me&lt;br /&gt;     I miss how much you workout&lt;br /&gt;     I miss those driving range &lt;br /&gt;     I miss those lonely nights away&lt;br /&gt;     I miss the snaps of silly pictures&lt;br /&gt;     I miss how u hug me from the back&lt;br /&gt;     I miss how u roll over to my side and hug me after we fight &lt;br /&gt;     I miss you comforting me&lt;br /&gt;     I miss calling u my home&lt;br /&gt;     I miss the teases and doveys&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you bothering me&lt;br /&gt;     I miss seeing your name comes up on my phone&lt;br /&gt;     I miss your calls and talks&lt;br /&gt;     I miss seeing my picture in ur wallet&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you saying 'everything's fine'&lt;br /&gt;     I miss you standing up for me&lt;br /&gt;     I Miss You, and if I could just pick up the phone and say&lt;br /&gt;     "I MISS YOU SO MUCH", I would.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Remember when u wrote " She's my gugugaga" and "Duh-vey"&lt;br /&gt;That's when I know you're telling the world I'm yours, and that's all there is.&lt;br /&gt;Everything felt perfect that moment, and &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be more proud to be the one by your side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd like to say 'thank you', for that moment, that feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-4885727938387505653?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/4885727938387505653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/03/imy-i-really-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dark clouds of the hours, I will embrace&lt;br /&gt;so you'll see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will rise,&lt;br /&gt;I will run up the mountains, and roar as loud &lt;br /&gt;so you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that someday will be my time and I feel that its coming to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching from beneath the core,to loose myself free,and be alive for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you ever be waiting for me, at the end of the tunnel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-4840859546996483624?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/4840859546996483624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/03/9th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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addictive,&lt;br /&gt;lighten from the best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to leave you&lt;br /&gt;exhaling from my system&lt;br /&gt;you're a drug&lt;br /&gt;chases the shadow i disgrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every threat from you&lt;br /&gt;are words of love&lt;br /&gt;you're a disease&lt;br /&gt;that cures my sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you from the crowd of ghosts&lt;br /&gt;I'll look for every track that I can find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days of surprises&lt;br /&gt;Leaving does not mean I gave in&lt;br /&gt;It means I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the wonderful memories &lt;br /&gt;and the time of crises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-5017943403448497831?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-3659940607851674248</id><published>2010-03-10T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:56:43.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter &amp; sweet</title><content type='html'>Yummy cupcakes, colored flavors,&lt;br /&gt;bit my tongue, doing favors,&lt;br /&gt;hiding bitterness on taste buds,&lt;br /&gt;savior for lost hearts,&lt;br /&gt;refreshing vibe falls through,&lt;br /&gt;maybe chocolate and cookies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either one you choose, you may,&lt;br /&gt;feel scattered when bitterness surface,&lt;br /&gt;yet, sweetness calms the bricks of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;in between hours and distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sole partner, preserving feelings that makes you high.&lt;br /&gt;when your soul and body slowly dies.&lt;div 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Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-5787313197094585415</id><published>2010-03-10T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:58:38.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging waves of words</title><content type='html'>Mildly spinning my body towards the sound of the ears,&lt;br /&gt;like white sheets blown by the cold air, drying.&lt;br /&gt;carrying me, weightless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat of the sun, sweats my skin to tears,&lt;br /&gt;sticks of blue box cigarettes touches my lips,&lt;br /&gt;everytime i preach, my heart breached, for the stone cold emotions,&lt;br /&gt;captured by the hands of loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain shall pour on me, in those hopeless night,&lt;br /&gt;when the blood rushing through our veins,&lt;br /&gt;moving towards direction we can't hold,&lt;br /&gt;resisting reality that flashes in view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drives kept sacred with our immortality, &lt;br /&gt;written as the history, as reference,&lt;br /&gt;tenderness lies harden beneath the layers that covers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'd stand through the weathers coming,&lt;br /&gt;and You'd would elevate as the wind blows,&lt;br /&gt;If the wind flies you back to the starting line,&lt;br /&gt;theres where we'll touch, creating presence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glued to strings, attached to the everlasting memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-5787313197094585415?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-7132692400835365553</id><published>2010-03-10T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:49:30.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But For You</title><content type='html'>P/S: This was something that I found in my old journal and everytime I read, it brings every memories to mind. hope it means something to you guys too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have u done to me?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that it hurts to know that ure not mine&lt;br /&gt;The fact that u give me hope&lt;br /&gt;Then pull the strings out&lt;br /&gt;I never would put my heart on the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for you..&lt;br /&gt;I feel that im putting my heart under the chopping bord&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for u to save it or let go&lt;br /&gt;U keep pulling the strings&lt;br /&gt;To make me wonder &amp; guess&lt;br /&gt;What is the real deal between us&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I love you&lt;br /&gt;Beneath it all u know that its true&lt;br /&gt;I seem as dumb as i could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for you..&lt;br /&gt;Ill swim through the seas&lt;br /&gt;Through the air&lt;br /&gt;Through everything in despair&lt;br /&gt;As long as i get to see you&lt;br /&gt;As much as we want to&lt;br /&gt;I look beneath the odds &amp; the bound&lt;br /&gt;Look pass the worse &amp; the sound&lt;br /&gt;I blame myself for not being who you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for you..&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop the lies&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine how my life would be&lt;br /&gt;if u ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;but i promise myself&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt let myself down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh help me god&lt;br /&gt;if that ever happen&lt;br /&gt;let him love me as much as i love him&lt;br /&gt;Let us be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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my mind, body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;not even a glimpse of missing, attraction or memories left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to be happy now, then, and ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-3054460007405845363?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/3054460007405845363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2010/03/mind-strain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3054460007405845363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3054460007405845363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;windows are broken, showing the emptiness stored,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weaknesses that owned by the puppets, laughing down evilly from dark skies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I'd rather see you in pain' they said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I banished every sentence their mouth made,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be fighting for my life and break into the sites of fears, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;constructions on the life core , I once believed were the reason I should live on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I imagined little children laughs, jumping up and down the plays and grounds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the innocence , the honesty, I missed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, should I be threaten by what I let myself to, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or should I face and bring out all the growling self in me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite the smirk I have on my face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not the puppets, the evils, I'm just living, surviving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; if doing that means i should force, torture, I might just do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-6518357696868506079?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/6518357696868506079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-8862755212510177616</id><published>2009-11-21T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:08:18.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Hell</title><content type='html'>Its blood&lt;br /&gt;leaking through my emotions in this tender strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its mine&lt;br /&gt;winding through bones in my body&lt;br /&gt;shivers my heart,&lt;br /&gt;weak,no more&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gold&lt;br /&gt;darken by the shining light that mischieved my threat&lt;br /&gt;words, are just words for me&lt;br /&gt;once wounded, ill blow truth to hell&lt;br /&gt;drag you,i will&lt;br /&gt;im going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wind, these kisses, these tears&lt;br /&gt;these pictures,&lt;br /&gt;means alot, but not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU?&lt;br /&gt;the biggest part , was once in me&lt;br /&gt;now, a piece of a 'thing' somewhere in the chaotic box of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im angry, furious,hurt and fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-8862755212510177616?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/8862755212510177616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-blood-leaking-through-my-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8862755212510177616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8862755212510177616'/><link 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So, i stopped. I have so much too talk about, so much forgotten. Why do my gf's and bf's have to be so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Im stranded now. Thinking too much, maybe i felt that what's best wasnt that good after all. I miss this. I miss you, my dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having my own SELF retreat, treating myself to things i wanted to do, but never did, things that i had to give up, i am focus to strive for my own happiness, my satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If loving, commiting, means not being happy and forcing myself, then it's not right. Doesnt matter how hard it hurts me, i believe i'll be better in time. I'll cry, i swear i would, but thats ok, im still fine, those are emotions, can't help it aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im occupied, for you, my love, which is my passion and you guys, me dearest.&lt;br /&gt;Im flying away from the cage that once locked me in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-3784454199241454584?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/3784454199241454584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-has-been-while-very-long-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3784454199241454584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;br /&gt;Please, tell me what to do, the gravity is pulling every inch of me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loosing control, no matter what i do, it just doesnt feel right.&lt;br /&gt;I know i can change this, but im not sure if its real anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This isnt the way it supposed to be. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna fall down reaching, not failling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost the spark in me that i once have. &lt;br /&gt;inspiration,strength. &lt;br /&gt;arent you supposed to be all of that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost all interest that i had, u name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a holiday, from all the sucky things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything just doesnt seem important anymore, not even myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im alone inside, im on my own, im invisible.&lt;br /&gt;my soul?&lt;br /&gt;helpless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how things can change in the blink of an eye, how it could be so very ironic.&lt;br /&gt;Every part of it is fragile, and how u have to be carefull with each step that u decide to take,&lt;br /&gt;the words u choose to put out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people cant be who you want or hope them to be.&lt;br /&gt;they just be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im passionate, passionate on life, &lt;br /&gt;on you, on everything and everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe too passionate I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;pleasing you, hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it drives me crazy, &lt;br /&gt;and yet im helpless,&lt;br /&gt;lost and feeling numb, &lt;br /&gt;practically, nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-3776947448085045533?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/3776947448085045533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2027833600881873123</id><published>2009-07-06T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:58:51.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the morning air gets to you</title><content type='html'>Im on the strings&lt;br /&gt;in the verge of gaining the thoughts of surviving&lt;br /&gt;pulling myself on the way of imposters&lt;br /&gt;why i cared?&lt;br /&gt;i dont even understand why&lt;br /&gt;i guess it gets to u when theres too much going on&lt;br /&gt;especially when ure doing it alone&lt;br /&gt;dont trust anyone they say&lt;br /&gt;i cant even trust myself&lt;br /&gt;set ur goals, ur virtue, with efforts&lt;br /&gt;forget it all and go straight to the point and achieve it&lt;br /&gt;if only it goes that way&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to get my mind straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it looks like im mumbling things but im just expressing how i feel&lt;br /&gt;and why or whats the cause&lt;br /&gt;that is mine to keep and fr u to figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was feeling so well and safe&lt;br /&gt;there goes the bells to put an end to everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, try to be better this time&lt;br /&gt;i will, i promise&lt;br /&gt;somewhere on the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;theres a part of me that i see, so free&lt;br /&gt;i wana feel that, it just a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;and the thoughts of that, is what keeps me going=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, all my friends wherever u guys are&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, my girls and sweets&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, my heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, dad,mom and the rest of the family&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, my late grandma,ouh god, i miss her so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2027833600881873123?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/2027833600881873123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-morning-air-gets-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2027833600881873123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2027833600881873123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-morning-air-gets-to-you.html' title='When the morning air gets to you'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-4806596185800776904</id><published>2009-06-19T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:42:01.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Process</title><content type='html'>Im thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Im flushing,&lt;br /&gt;Draining away every bits of you,&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts of you,&lt;br /&gt;The comparison of you,&lt;br /&gt;Dreams about you,&lt;br /&gt;EVERY single thing about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over me, get over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-4806596185800776904?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/4806596185800776904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/06/process.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4806596185800776904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4806596185800776904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/06/process.html' title='The Process'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-4567708721611138904</id><published>2009-04-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:59:26.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Block</title><content type='html'>ok, im inspired, very, especially its the holidays, im not having a writer's block or a blogger's block, wtv that goes with it, damn it, but im not writing anymore, y so?&lt;br /&gt;arghh,i dont even know why, i need a breath of fresh air, i feel stuck in a box but im getting comfortable with it, well, i dont want to actualy, i dont want to get comfortable. whats happening to me??&lt;br /&gt;im not depressed, nothing is wrong but what is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;gosh,it just getting too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;its bad when ure not inspired, but u get too inspired but nowhere to release it to, this is wt happen, you get lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-4567708721611138904?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/4567708721611138904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/04/mind-block.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4567708721611138904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4567708721611138904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/04/mind-block.html' title='Mind Block'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2095672863592871208</id><published>2009-02-16T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:04:17.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tidak kira</title><content type='html'>Tidak kira siapa yg datang,&lt;br /&gt;tidak kira apa menjelang&lt;br /&gt;tidak kira siapa yg berkata&lt;br /&gt;tidak kira apa sahaja&lt;br /&gt;aku tetap dia yg punya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2095672863592871208?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/2095672863592871208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/tidak-kira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2095672863592871208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2095672863592871208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/tidak-kira.html' title='tidak kira'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-5236383056935190165</id><published>2009-02-14T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:57:34.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aye aye aye tears i cryy</title><content type='html'>i left with a thought of u&lt;br /&gt;i walk with your hands&lt;br /&gt;i run with u guarding&lt;br /&gt;i lay down with by my side&lt;br /&gt;i stand with u with me&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes with u in sight me&lt;br /&gt;i turn with u turning&lt;br /&gt;i smile with your happiness&lt;br /&gt;i cry with your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;i move with your grace&lt;br /&gt;i breath with your air&lt;br /&gt;i am here with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i live for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-5236383056935190165?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/5236383056935190165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/aye-aye-aye-tears-i-cryy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/5236383056935190165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/5236383056935190165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/aye-aye-aye-tears-i-cryy.html' title='aye aye aye tears i cryy'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-8925301880698886292</id><published>2009-02-14T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:46:53.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Hearted</title><content type='html'>the winter's cold&lt;br /&gt;the summer's heat&lt;br /&gt;the autumn's wind&lt;br /&gt;the spring's colors&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of ur open hands&lt;br /&gt;retrieve the chain of emotions in me&lt;br /&gt;the touch of heart from yours to mine&lt;br /&gt;went straight ahead non left behind&lt;br /&gt;ouh&lt;br /&gt;hisses misses your kiss has no lie&lt;br /&gt;tears in ur eyes shines thru never shattered&lt;br /&gt;every inch of u tells me a story&lt;br /&gt;a never ending tale that will never go pale&lt;br /&gt;every part of me now yours and what you are is what i am&lt;br /&gt;what we have grown to be is parts of u and me&lt;br /&gt;north or west,neither east nor coast&lt;br /&gt;wherever u are, uphill or downpar&lt;br /&gt;you take me along with you&lt;br /&gt;the presence of me is there with you&lt;br /&gt;at heart in the beat and breath of every seconds&lt;br /&gt;that vows to love&lt;br /&gt;and wherever i am,the shadow, the presence of u still&lt;br /&gt;will always be, never be look passed&lt;br /&gt;together blissfully&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-8925301880698886292?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/8925301880698886292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/seasons-hearted-winters-cold-summers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8925301880698886292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8925301880698886292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/seasons-hearted-winters-cold-summers.html' title='Seasons Hearted'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-4030440347460760268</id><published>2009-02-03T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:12:27.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='till then'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>dah la rasanya i didnt write any proper post&lt;br /&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;miss it tho, bt i xde any inspiration in wt to write actualy&lt;br /&gt;hehe, well, after all the hectic registration and starters on my studies i thank god that at last all of it has settle and been done&lt;br /&gt;finally i can sit and relax&lt;br /&gt;bt sadly i have to pull out from joining my uni's drumbattle on march as i can gskip that much of clas to join the bttle. as this smter is the bussiest smster of all&lt;br /&gt;darn it&lt;br /&gt;bt no worries, for the debate events, ill try my best to join each of em, see u guys in novice,insyaallah:)&lt;br /&gt;i gtg&lt;br /&gt;rushing to some things&lt;br /&gt;much love:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-4030440347460760268?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/4030440347460760268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4030440347460760268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4030440347460760268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-766711279775457299</id><published>2009-01-06T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:47:59.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>Al-fatihah to my dear late grandmother &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allahyarhamah SHARIPAH SARPAN&lt;/span&gt; on the 3rd o Jan 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(i call her 'MAK' which means mother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i got to see, talk to her and give her hugs &amp;amp; kisses on the night before her last breath.&lt;br /&gt;She have given such a big IMPACT in my life. Loosing such an inspiration of LOVE &amp;amp; SPIRIT makes me think back how strong she was, going through 80 years of her life and stay strong for her children and love them unconditionally even through her tough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of the relatives that came all the way from around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KL, Perak, Melaka, Johor and Pahang&lt;/span&gt; to Our house in Ampang just to be in time for the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;, all of my aunts and uncles get to see and kiss their mother for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i am so thankfull that god made all my family gt together and get to meet after a long time appart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks to my dear friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fared&lt;/span&gt; for being there for me the whole day, although u were asleep half of the time! hahaha. and because he was staying over my house the day before 'MAK' passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, thanks to my Love,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amirul&lt;/span&gt;, who came and helped around the house for the tahlil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt;,im sorry for all my wrongdoings and mistakes i made, i love you and im sorry i didnt get to spend much time with you, bt know that i loved, and apperciate all that you've done for me,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe i have made u proud with my achivements and i know you'll always be here still in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS YOU MAK:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-766711279775457299?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/766711279775457299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/01/tribute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/766711279775457299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/766711279775457299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2009/01/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-8712244142440812721</id><published>2008-12-27T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:48:22.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby'/><title type='text'>When i get mushy, ill get realy mushy. hahha</title><content type='html'>underneath all the lies there's a truth&lt;br /&gt;truth is, i miss you&lt;br /&gt;underneath all the mess there's a sacred reality&lt;br /&gt;truth is, im in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the truth is, when it comes to u&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to find the suitable yet perfect words to describe you&lt;br /&gt;You're unique and original, i guess, that's what i fell for&lt;br /&gt;now, you're the reason i smile&lt;br /&gt;now, you're the sun that shine me thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;now, you're my comfort that makes me high&lt;br /&gt;now, you're my air that comes from within&lt;br /&gt;now, it just u and me and nothing else matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if there's any storm that passes by in the future&lt;br /&gt;i'll promise you, i'll hold your hand,and will never let go&lt;br /&gt;as i have given my heart to you, we'll face it all, together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-8712244142440812721?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/8712244142440812721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-get-mushy-ill-get-realy-mushy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8712244142440812721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/8712244142440812721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-get-mushy-ill-get-realy-mushy.html' title='When i get mushy, ill get realy mushy. hahha'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-4836762115554356956</id><published>2008-12-26T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:34:39.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wmaz'/><title type='text'>Taken</title><content type='html'>those brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;cuts deep through this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;his undeniably candy sweet smiles&lt;br /&gt;he,himself is one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all worth it,&lt;br /&gt;theres no other words for me to write&lt;br /&gt;nor&lt;br /&gt;to describe&lt;br /&gt;u made me fall for u each time&lt;br /&gt;ill say it all every single time&lt;br /&gt;it just smething dfrent&lt;br /&gt;putting appart the reference&lt;br /&gt;ill be standing by ur side,&lt;br /&gt;through the time,the path&lt;br /&gt;through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sayang:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;this is specifically dedicated to someone.he's not one of u,as he doesnt know my blog. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-4836762115554356956?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/4836762115554356956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4836762115554356956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/4836762115554356956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/taken.html' title='Taken'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-240493134406578429</id><published>2008-12-25T10:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:49:50.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall.fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Rise</title><content type='html'>the summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;kill me pleasee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind blows my hair off my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;sand between my toes as i walk through&lt;br /&gt;and  a packet of liquorish never taste better&lt;br /&gt;my cranky sky never this baby blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u make me say 'i like u alot'&lt;br /&gt;u make my heart write this for u&lt;br /&gt;words drawn by all the plot&lt;br /&gt;as the sound turning me to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as colorful as it is&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how it feels&lt;br /&gt;cz i dont know wt to do ,jeez&lt;br /&gt;as i am clueless ,ouh please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pigeon fly by, and i never even bother&lt;br /&gt;not now, details and similarities&lt;br /&gt;is this the one or another&lt;br /&gt;tasting better than the red smarties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting all the pieces together&lt;br /&gt;abandoned by the one who ignored&lt;br /&gt;and i never feel better&lt;br /&gt;even when im confuse or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping my eyes wide&lt;br /&gt;open, so i wont miss any moment&lt;br /&gt;and as the clouds colide&lt;br /&gt;it creates the seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tripped,bt im not embarrased&lt;br /&gt;i cut,bt im not bleeding&lt;br /&gt;i believe,bt its not a curse&lt;br /&gt;i say,and im not kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-240493134406578429?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/240493134406578429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/rise.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/240493134406578429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/240493134406578429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/rise.html' title='Rise'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-6925256406804083712</id><published>2008-12-19T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:42:08.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked up shit'/><title type='text'>Linger, an expression of anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no turning back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved, u loved, we loved&lt;br /&gt;it was heaven, no rush&lt;br /&gt;we held hands all the way through&lt;br /&gt;but my thoughts went wild&lt;br /&gt;u acted out of reach&lt;br /&gt;i went thousands of mile&lt;br /&gt;to make things better in reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pour my heart out, sayang&lt;br /&gt;i let all my guards down&lt;br /&gt;u know how hard it was sayang??&lt;br /&gt;i even let my ego out drown&lt;br /&gt;im the type who stand for its beliefs&lt;br /&gt;but for u, i ignore it all&lt;br /&gt;i tried, fought what thought would be a relief&lt;br /&gt;it even made my heart crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pull, hold the strings as tight, as hard&lt;br /&gt;u?&lt;br /&gt;u just stand there and stared&lt;br /&gt;what happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;i asked, i beg, for the answers&lt;br /&gt;when i was ready to accept ur non-existance&lt;br /&gt;what u did was, lied &amp;amp; give me kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best to believe the words&lt;br /&gt;but baby, in ur eyes, lies the truth&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was coming, it was a cursed&lt;br /&gt;u will someday, tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;what u did,u left with a sentence&lt;br /&gt;'im sorry'&lt;br /&gt;and just dissapear in split seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, out of the blue, ure back here&lt;br /&gt;saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'I miss you'&lt;/span&gt; and millions of sorry&lt;br /&gt;if u said u hope for me to hug &amp;amp; act to tear&lt;br /&gt;i would say 'u fucking wrong, Haiqal Ramli'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-6925256406804083712?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/6925256406804083712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/linger-expression-of-anger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/6925256406804083712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/6925256406804083712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/linger-expression-of-anger.html' title='Linger, an expression of anger'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-3459567192817236956</id><published>2008-12-18T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:27:26.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>IMPORTANT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if u are going to read the rendition underneath this post, &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;please listen to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Paramore-Decode&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;while reading it&lt;/span&gt;! its C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMPULSORY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-3459567192817236956?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/3459567192817236956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3459567192817236956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/3459567192817236956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/important.html' title='IMPORTANT!!'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-1637076706327919824</id><published>2008-12-14T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:20:53.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rendition of words'/><title type='text'>My rendition,of my redemption.</title><content type='html'>how could i did what i did&lt;br /&gt;i turn without a look&lt;br /&gt;how could i kill like i did&lt;br /&gt;i glance &amp;amp; i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh lord, neither ure near or far&lt;br /&gt;im on my knees, begging u please&lt;br /&gt;let me out of this misery at war&lt;br /&gt;im sincere,&amp;amp; true,its not a tease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pride have been drawn&lt;br /&gt;my heart have been stabbed&lt;br /&gt;strenghth? all gone&lt;br /&gt;Faith? not a depth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long will i be stucked&lt;br /&gt;ouh god, im weak, weak as the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;ouh god how much it sucked&lt;br /&gt;with the words and mockery, im restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw much i wish i wont care&lt;br /&gt;not even a bit, not even a skit&lt;br /&gt;hw much i wish i would dare&lt;br /&gt;as far, as near, as bit, as skit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unoccupied, untied, lying on the ground&lt;br /&gt;holding my hand up, reaching for the impossible&lt;br /&gt;hopelessly dying, curling around&lt;br /&gt;as the glow in my eyes dies, reaching for the impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me, ull see&lt;br /&gt;the sight, the hell, the misery im in&lt;br /&gt;look into my eyes, ull see&lt;br /&gt;the weak,hopeless,damage im keen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as theres nothing left in my eyes,my soul&lt;br /&gt;reflecting me dying,hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh god, i wish to u,i pray,&lt;br /&gt;to make it matter to me,&lt;br /&gt;life, live, not stray&lt;br /&gt;to make me see, its all in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rendition of the hopeless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-1637076706327919824?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/1637076706327919824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-renditionof-my-redemption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/1637076706327919824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/1637076706327919824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-renditionof-my-redemption.html' title='My rendition,of my redemption.'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2614488065831722555</id><published>2008-12-14T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:04:58.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRING in a weird way</title><content type='html'>somehow when i hear DECODE - paramore, the words in my head, flows out like waterfall, i cant seem to stop writing. The emotions that the song gave each time i listen to it, are derived from the 'depth' in me. it brings out these deep words, whic me myself, cant explain at times. if u read anything that u dont get, dont blame me, blame the song for provoking and unleashing. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2614488065831722555?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/2614488065831722555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/inspiring-in-weird-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2614488065831722555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/2614488065831722555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/inspiring-in-weird-way.html' title='INSPIRING in a weird way'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-5467003137676571064</id><published>2008-12-14T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:54:24.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..........may</title><content type='html'>every word that i spit out&lt;br /&gt;may sound bad,or worse&lt;br /&gt;but it is what its all about&lt;br /&gt;may be a gift or a curse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i am to u&lt;br /&gt;is not what i am to me&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter to u&lt;br /&gt;may be nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blow, blow away&lt;br /&gt;the wind blows so hard&lt;br /&gt;it even gives out flare&lt;br /&gt;offloading the guards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;im blank, dark &amp;amp; left&lt;br /&gt;im not writing the criteria&lt;br /&gt;this is just another theft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theft on cheap ,rusty words&lt;br /&gt;those which been smashed to pieces&lt;br /&gt;killed &amp;amp; stung, so absurd&lt;br /&gt;derailed, no hugs or kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may it be or not&lt;br /&gt;let the answer be its own&lt;br /&gt;along with the clutter &amp;amp; plot&lt;br /&gt;poluted,poisoned by its tone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-5467003137676571064?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-105220996384700064</id><published>2008-12-08T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:16:41.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a glimpse'/><title type='text'>Debut Video.. hahha,sounds so exclusive,NOT</title><content type='html'>OK, 1st of all, this was made about a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 2nd, do not make fun of it cz i know its not as good&lt;br /&gt;3rd it is again, my 1st attemp, so, cut me some slacks yea.&lt;br /&gt;4th., ENJOY:) &amp;amp; COMMENT  if u could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thats afiq, my good friend, miss u dear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, that silly girl , thats me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyRJvPNPQB8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyRJvPNPQB8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a Star acoustic cover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-105220996384700064?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/105220996384700064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/debut-video-hahhasounds-so-exclusivenot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>unfinished project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Critical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning light sparks me right&lt;br /&gt;the breeze shivers my straight through heart&lt;br /&gt;all this while i blank i just might&lt;br /&gt;as well stays as mild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closely still you are to me&lt;br /&gt;ur presence, ur smell&lt;br /&gt;linger the drained love&lt;br /&gt;critically winning me over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i say what im doing is right&lt;br /&gt;when ure hurting me inside&lt;br /&gt;i need u like i need air&lt;br /&gt;y cant u see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still stand here, when i know its over&lt;br /&gt;i stil wait here, when i know its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur voice, those whispers&lt;br /&gt;stop it, stop it, its so near&lt;br /&gt;burning my heart, so it clears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stranded all tide up&lt;br /&gt;i guess i tried,it might kill me&lt;br /&gt;bt i wont give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-1380244665342349225?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/1380244665342349225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/unfinished-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/1380244665342349225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144391556558245408/posts/default/1380244665342349225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/12/unfinished-project.html' title='unfinished project'/><author><name>Leia Cherry Baby Ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221767547941039972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-6077917478068040606</id><published>2008-11-27T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:14:09.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not so sweet after all'/><title type='text'>Sweet 16 Flashbacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS9TuiYxoYI/AAAAAAAAABY/o9Wgmz3WAc8/s1600-h/162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS9TuiYxoYI/AAAAAAAAABY/o9Wgmz3WAc8/s320/162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273525747643949442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS9Tm7b7rWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PkQdYb6y6g0/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS9Tm7b7rWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PkQdYb6y6g0/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273525616929123682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I made this poem when i was 16, only now im gona let it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here are also some pictures of me back then. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But ive modified bits here &amp;amp; there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; its called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"AFTER SCHOOL RIDE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a typical girl&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;she thought everything around her were real&lt;br /&gt;but the truth is worse than it seems&lt;br /&gt;what have she done to deserve this, she asked herself&lt;br /&gt;as her life prove to be full of deception&lt;br /&gt;Built based on lies &amp;amp; cheat&lt;br /&gt;how she'd been fooled around &amp;amp; beated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They whisper here and there&lt;br /&gt;words flew over the rear&lt;br /&gt;from one to another, labeled by,&lt;br /&gt;homosapiens that dont differ from me and u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She leave on,walk through the path&lt;br /&gt;with ignorance surround , guarding her tight&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, she wish to get back to reality&lt;br /&gt;to be awaken from a dream&lt;br /&gt;a depth that's hurting,&lt;br /&gt;where justice overshadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the after school ride&lt;br /&gt;just an after school ride&lt;br /&gt;being stepped on, up &amp;amp; about&lt;br /&gt;the beat up ride&lt;br /&gt;where the reality is the worse nightmare&lt;br /&gt;as she's been misinterprete&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no one who see her the way they supposed to&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no one really care to care&lt;br /&gt;taken into a place&lt;br /&gt;where people cant stop stared&lt;br /&gt;their whispers, their words, getting louder to her ears&lt;br /&gt;second by second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she know by then&lt;br /&gt;shes the after school ride&lt;br /&gt;where people drop by&lt;br /&gt;make fun, had fun,&lt;br /&gt;then left, left in the cold&lt;br /&gt;pretty much alone and drained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain that she cant bare&lt;br /&gt;not anymore&lt;br /&gt;its been killing her inside out&lt;br /&gt;slowly, her soul was taken out&lt;br /&gt;in an instant, she changed into something she once disgust&lt;br /&gt;all on the cause of words&lt;br /&gt;that turn into speeches&lt;br /&gt;molding her into the out line&lt;br /&gt;crashed by the path that she once on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words, the speech&lt;br /&gt;those lines, hurt her so bad that shes starting to consume&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; let it stays inside her&lt;br /&gt;beginning to be apart of her&lt;br /&gt;drifting every piece of what left of her away&lt;br /&gt;she's now one of them, lost, disgusted,&lt;br /&gt;forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-6077917478068040606?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/TJPUplAW6FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CfwYOuQ7BM8/S220/DSCN0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS9TuiYxoYI/AAAAAAAAABY/o9Wgmz3WAc8/s72-c/162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144391556558245408.post-2448619331333684879</id><published>2008-11-27T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:04:08.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the old dusty journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was practically made around earlier this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in a moment where i was quite lost in translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"AS YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;u make me do things i swear i wont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;u broke down my grounds&lt;br /&gt;u make me vulnarable when i shield myself up&lt;br /&gt;u reach out ur hands when i was ready to give up&lt;br /&gt;u turn my life around when ure presence surround&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u reach out ur hands as i was ready to live&lt;br /&gt;u give me hope as i would not expect it'll be&lt;br /&gt;u let me live as much as i do, no burden no misused&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i love you, no force no bound&lt;br /&gt;live life, loud &amp;amp; laugh&lt;br /&gt;as much as i doubt my heart&lt;br /&gt;u would straight it up&lt;br /&gt;as the strings is messed up&lt;br /&gt;u pull it once &amp;amp; everything are fine&lt;br /&gt;no bound rules, just trust &amp;amp; love&lt;br /&gt;as u reach out ur hand, then loosen when needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be waiting when the time comes&lt;br /&gt;where u reach out ur hands&lt;br /&gt;fits into mine &amp;amp; never let go&lt;br /&gt;as we stared into each others eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; never look away&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;i'll say&lt;br /&gt;iloveyouwithallofmyheart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-2448619331333684879?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/2448619331333684879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/11/from-old-dusty-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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intro'/><title type='text'>Not So Fancy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS89yk-UqdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jNcst9_Pxq0/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gWXwBNWTklw/SS89yk-UqdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jNcst9_Pxq0/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273501627801971154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New step,its a new age&lt;br /&gt;nor taken by laughter or rage&lt;br /&gt;im here to write and let be&lt;br /&gt;to sprinkle the plain coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ilya hida ismail hisham&lt;br /&gt;nicks 'leia,baby,cherry'&lt;br /&gt;either one works fine for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for u, as for me&lt;br /&gt;this is my leftover&lt;br /&gt;the crumbs of munchies&lt;br /&gt;the spilt over slurpies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam,hi,so on&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO MY OTHERSIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout out to;&lt;br /&gt;all my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;the person who made me have the guts to write my poem and blog it,&lt;br /&gt;ALEX&lt;br /&gt;his first expression to my writings was 'comel'&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;ill take that as a compliment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144391556558245408-428466838187438757?l=leiapages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/feeds/428466838187438757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leiapages.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-fancy-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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