<?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-7563879168917636494</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:17:30.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Where is the love'</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7563879168917636494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ignacio Andres</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04929457928669204919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNAUSDDkPNk/TMOlhiGUDQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cLKs5CVVSzA/S220/nacho4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7563879168917636494.post-362721617333351083</id><published>2010-10-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T08:38:27.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey dad look at me&lt;br /&gt;Think back and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Did I grow up according to plan?&lt;br /&gt;And do you think I'm wating my time doing things I wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;And you can't change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the pain I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you used to be my hero?&lt;br /&gt;All the days you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;Now seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like you don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud &lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand another fight&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change the things that you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna make this right again&lt;br /&gt;Please don't turn your back&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7563879168917636494-362721617333351083?l=poetictragedies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/feeds/362721617333351083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7563879168917636494/posts/default/362721617333351083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7563879168917636494/posts/default/362721617333351083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfect.html' title='PERFECT'/><author><name>Ignacio Andres</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04929457928669204919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNAUSDDkPNk/TMOlhiGUDQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cLKs5CVVSzA/S220/nacho4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7563879168917636494.post-67763417543644449</id><published>2010-10-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T19:16:10.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNAUSDDkPNk/TMY5zq0bXZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/L_1J42NZ3_Q/s1600/37416_1460802634186_1057048119_1309874_7781300_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNAUSDDkPNk/TMY5zq0bXZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/L_1J42NZ3_Q/s1600/37416_1460802634186_1057048119_1309874_7781300_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bárbara ya son 17 años puta que pasa rapido el tiempo si ayer no más estabamos celebrando los 16 jaja, puta de verdad quiero que sepas que ere muy pero muy importante para mi, espero que tengas un hermoso pero hermoso día te lo mereces de verdad, gracias por todo pero por todo lo que me has ayudado y estar ahí con migo en las buenas y en las&amp;nbsp; malas eso se agradece de verdad y no quiero que suene un cliché pero amigas como tú no hay, eres una persona que marca una vida, que da gusto estar con ella. Reirse, pelar a los flaites molestar a la gente no es muy dicvertido si no es contigo, tenemos nuestros códigos y nos reimos de weas que de verdad nosotros no más entendemos jaja, bueno estas cosas se dicen en estos momentos en lo que empiezas los 17 años ojalá sea un año perfecto, bueno y si no ahí voy a estar yo para que te acojas en mi en los momentos malos y te digo que no me aburro de que me hables y hables al contrario me encanta jaja, eso me dice que cinfias en mí, pucha bueno eso es &lt;i&gt;FELIZ - CUMPLEAÑOS &amp;lt;3.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Te Amo Amiga &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Andres</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04929457928669204919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNAUSDDkPNk/TMOlhiGUDQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cLKs5CVVSzA/S220/nacho4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNAUSDDkPNk/TMY5zq0bXZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/L_1J42NZ3_Q/s72-c/37416_1460802634186_1057048119_1309874_7781300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7563879168917636494.post-4604895019387494750</id><published>2010-10-23T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:27:09.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The theft</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;He bends and he breaks&lt;br /&gt;If he gives they will take away&lt;br /&gt;His passion, his pain, his grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He exhales,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand black flowers explode&lt;br /&gt;Into butterflies as they're away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rip them out, take them,&lt;br /&gt;Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing&lt;br /&gt;That resembles a soul of a man&lt;br /&gt;See him numb, see him crushed (see him numb, see him crushed)&lt;br /&gt;Rip them out, take them&lt;br /&gt;Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing&lt;br /&gt;That resembles a soul of a man&lt;br /&gt;Leave them numb, leave them crushed (leave them numb, leave them crushed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the fire inside&lt;br /&gt;One too many times&lt;br /&gt;He's burning over and out now,&lt;br /&gt;He flails&lt;br /&gt;Up against the raging tides,&lt;br /&gt;No more fights&lt;br /&gt;Everything you ever wanted to see,&lt;br /&gt;See it in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;One more time, one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb down to test the waters,&lt;br /&gt;My hands feel like they're rusting away, yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll pace around like a lamb before the slaughter&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay here as long as you let me,&lt;br /&gt;Decision's been made obvious so I will return&lt;br /&gt;Where I started I'll stay here&lt;br /&gt;When I'm finished I'll whither away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7563879168917636494-4604895019387494750?l=poetictragedies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/feeds/4604895019387494750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictragedies.blogspot.com/2010/10/theft.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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