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<entry><title>Summer and Winter (poetry)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Summer+and+Winter"/><id>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Summer+and+Winter</id><author><name>His melancholy smile</name><uri>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His melancholy smile</uri></author><published>2009-09-29T20:28:59Z</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:28:59Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Summers come and summers gone&lt;br&gt;She came and she went&lt;br&gt;The leaves changed then fell&lt;br&gt;Who's going to catch them?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Winters come and winters gone&lt;br&gt;He came and he went&lt;br&gt;The flowers grew then lived&lt;br&gt;Who's going to tell them?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hey Mrs. Summer, what's new?&lt;br&gt;She came and she went&lt;br&gt;The sun turned cold and bitter&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/You+see+this%253F+See+the+little+fragments+dotted+around%253F+That%2592s+her+broken+heart+all+shattered+to+pieces.+Isn%2592t+it+pretty%252C+shimmering+in+the+darkness.&quot;&gt;Who's going to save her?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hey Mr. Winter, where's the snow?&lt;br&gt;He came and he went&lt;br&gt;The moon never shines anymore&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/You+hear+that%253F+Hear+the+faint+cracking+sound+in+the+distance%253F+That%2592s+his+heart+all+shattering+to+pieces.+Isn%2592t+it+lovely%252C+beautiful+in+the+silence.&quot;&gt;Who's going to save him?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Silhouette dreams (poetry)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Silhouette+dreams"/><id>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Silhouette+dreams</id><author><name>His melancholy smile</name><uri>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His melancholy smile</uri></author><published>2009-09-17T16:27:10Z</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:27:10Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Midnight&quot;&gt;Midnight&lt;/a&gt; shyness crumbles in the sun&lt;br&gt;Silent words and blind expressions&lt;br&gt;Waves of passion, butterflies in &lt;a href=&quot;/title/colour&quot;&gt;colour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hand prints in the morning glow&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Silhouette+dreams&quot;&gt;Silhouette dreams&lt;/a&gt; frozen in time&lt;br&gt;Trembling with goodbye sadness&lt;br&gt;The setting moon brings peace&lt;br&gt;Suspended &lt;a href=&quot;/title/tears&quot;&gt;tears&lt;/a&gt;, forced &lt;a href=&quot;/title/smiles&quot;&gt;smiles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Cloudy memories shadow the sun&lt;br&gt;A &lt;a href=&quot;/title/vacant&quot;&gt;vacant&lt;/a&gt; heart flutters inside &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Blank&quot;&gt;Blank&lt;/a&gt; faces and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/empty&quot;&gt;empty&lt;/a&gt; places&lt;br&gt;On the journey to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/lonely&quot;&gt;lonely&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/.&quot;&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
</entry><entry><title>tomorrow and nothing more (thing)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/tomorrow+and+nothing+more"/><id>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/tomorrow+and+nothing+more</id><author><name>His melancholy smile</name><uri>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His melancholy smile</uri></author><published>2009-09-06T23:15:56Z</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:15:56Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ive never seen you &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Is+it+only+sport+you+read%253F&quot;&gt;read&lt;/a&gt; poetry&lt;br&gt;Ive never seen you &lt;a href=&quot;/title/You%2592ve+never+been+that+way+inclined&quot;&gt;write&lt;/a&gt; poetry&lt;br&gt;I never knew you liked it &lt;br&gt;Just like the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Why+the+red%253F&quot;&gt;red&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;But that night you recited a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Tennyson&quot;&gt;verse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;One I know, but caught myself&lt;br&gt;You spoke from your &lt;a href=&quot;/title/What+a+mistake+that+was%252C+why+not+another+lie%253F&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mine locked away for a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Its+never+enough&quot;&gt;rainy day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;code&gt;Twilight and evening bell, &lt;br&gt;And after that the dark! &lt;br&gt;And may there be no sadness of farewell, &lt;br&gt;When I embark;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Entranced in a look &lt;br&gt;&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Why+when+everything+was+perfect%252C+why+ruin+a+moment+like+this%253F&quot;&gt;Why did you say that?&lt;/a&gt;&quot;&lt;br&gt;Brushing a tear from my eye&lt;br&gt;&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/It+seemed+appropriate&quot;&gt;It seemed appropriate&lt;/a&gt;&quot;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Colours of the wind (personal)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Colours+of+the+wind"/><id>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Colours+of+the+wind</id><author><name>His melancholy smile</name><uri>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His melancholy smile</uri></author><published>2009-09-05T13:49:40Z</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:49:40Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;My &lt;a href=&quot;/title/ice+cold+frozen+in+the+past&quot;&gt;heavy heart&lt;/a&gt; is weighing me down &lt;br&gt;Come lift me up, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/your+love+is+the+love+i+love&quot;&gt;save me from myself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;I need you here by my side &lt;br&gt;Wrap me up in your arm and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/it%2527s+always+been+my+favourite&quot;&gt;kiss my forehead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sing me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spanish lullabies&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Give me blue and ill give you the stars &lt;br&gt;Take my hand and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/i+can%2527t+dance+but+you+don%2527t+care&quot;&gt;dance with me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Spin me around out of time with the music &lt;br&gt;Give me your &lt;a href=&quot;/title/H&quot;&gt;chains&lt;/a&gt; and wave me away &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/the+darkness+is+cruel&quot;&gt;Goodbye&lt;/a&gt; is not for the faint hearted &lt;br&gt;My heavy heart is weighing me down &lt;br&gt;Someone lift me up, I can't save myself&lt;/p&gt;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Let's shoot Cupid, see how he likes it (poetry)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Let%2527s+shoot+Cupid%252C+see+how+he+likes+it"/><id>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Let%2527s+shoot+Cupid%252C+see+how+he+likes+it</id><author><name>His melancholy smile</name><uri>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His melancholy smile</uri></author><published>2009-09-04T17:14:23Z</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:14:23Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;From the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/warm+hands+surround+my+ice+cold+frame&quot;&gt;handshake&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/sunny+afternoon%252C+barefoot+with+lasting+impressions&quot;&gt;holding hands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;From the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/out+of+the+blue&quot;&gt;first glance&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/magic+came+to+life+in+russet+brown+and+emerald+green&quot;&gt;lingering stares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;From the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/the+domino+effect+started&quot;&gt;first kiss&lt;/a&gt; to the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/a+brick+wall+in+midnight+darkness&quot;&gt;last kiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;From the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/life+is+but+a+dream+at+dawn&quot;&gt;hand on waist&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/you+held+me+until+i+was+ready+to+let+go&quot;&gt;never letting go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;/title/lotus+flower&quot;&gt;sunrise&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/scarab&quot;&gt;sunset&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Somewhere between the line &lt;a href=&quot;/title/in+Spanish+lullabies&quot;&gt;I fell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Somewhere my heart &lt;a href=&quot;/title/you+taught+it+well&quot;&gt;learned to beat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time &lt;a href=&quot;/title/te+amo&quot;&gt;I fell in love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The end&lt;a href=&quot;/title/adios+mi+casi+amante&quot;&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Liar Liar (poetry)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Liar+Liar"/><id>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His+melancholy+smile/writeups/Liar+Liar</id><author><name>His melancholy smile</name><uri>http://www.everything2.org:80/user/His melancholy smile</uri></author><published>2009-08-09T21:13:11Z</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:13:11Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I never meant to hurt you&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/People+Never+Change&quot;&gt;But playing games is all we know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well I never promised to play fair&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I played you for a fool&lt;br&gt;You played me for a coward&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/I+Can+Break+Your+Heart+In+Just+Three+Minutes&quot;&gt;Breaking hearts is what I do for fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pedestals and romantics was all just a stunt&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Thats+The+Way+It+Goes&quot;&gt;What it means to me is not what it means to you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pulling at your heart strings. You're easy to read&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now I'm the one paying the price&lt;br&gt;I'm conjuring up a new strategy &lt;br&gt;Don't think that you had anything to do with it&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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