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  <title>catch me a star</title>
  <subtitle>sean leonard harrison</subtitle>
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    <name>sean leonard harrison</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-24T21:55:30Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:81362</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-12-25T05:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-24T21:55:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-24T21:55:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my heart aches for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i can think is of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i live this a lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this love anymore and anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i love and not be able to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how can i love and be faltered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you even know me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you even know who i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it love you just seek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or really me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this has been going on in my head over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because and just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm the only damn one who goes out there to actually meet and know people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that it's obligatory, i love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i've always loved... hence music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first true love has come into my head again as a passing memory again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought, and i knew, i still love her, for who she is and who she will ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person passing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not scared of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just save my love for someone, someone really special i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the way it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't love everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are really beautiful people i keep to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can see me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always bothered about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a strange thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause really, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just like to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there wasn't love at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'd be climbing mountains to realize it was just all meaningless...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:80902</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-12-24T07:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-23T23:04:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-23T23:04:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is the only place where i can express myself huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well take all of this in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the fact i may fall in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i shall not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if i do i may think i'll be in trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me with shit hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may just pretending choose whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad that whoever esp francis and mel reads me stuff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i'd be begging for weeed every day but i dont...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wit what ive found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont fuck me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though because love to me is such a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what tell me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in it...&lt;br /&gt;ohhh nooooo..........&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:80752</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-12-23T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-23T14:23:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-23T14:23:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">alcohol overload which is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to jog and gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time to have some smasshing insane crazy psycho mad sick killer twarting mind numbing sneezing foo fighter jizztastic peanut remember-able but forgettable in that sense kinda fun.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:80515</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-12-10T08:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-10T00:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-10T00:18:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">speak to the mind and body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good song does...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:80285</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-12-10T06:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T22:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-09T22:11:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">imma just gonna say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of people with no direction or hope for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of people who do not have a strive and hunger for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of real crap like this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there is so so so much awesomeness and things that are happening or waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you people get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is waiting for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why wait right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now, nowwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can only be done right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting is for the dreamless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the people who waste their precious years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, i am so so happy that all this shit happened in my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i touched the other side of doing shit... absolute shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i can enter the arena of the hungry and decisive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can do it and yes we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes the belief in yourself and other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't bullshit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and screw around doing jack shit to get over with school/work/crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because at the end of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's gonna happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody's gonna drop you a pot of gold rainbows and dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:79719</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-12-09T02:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-08T18:37:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-08T18:37:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that all of this...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just a little dream we were all dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that there is a bigger world out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on beings, lives, individuals... let's run and run till we can't stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bacause there's no point in stopping anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the breakline a presume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of the chill, the end of the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the start of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the start of things to come...</content>
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    <title>these days...</title>
    <published>2009-12-07T08:44:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-07T08:47:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you know i sometimes think it's quite crazy how we all write in these blogs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online diaries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a bad thing: just crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss so many people in my life, who at this point i don't think i know anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ever happened to the best times of our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything now has been awesome as well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just it's about time i start planning just slightly more than leaving things to fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know fate fate fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure it comes around too much or if it seriously exists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the winding road,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a scrap book to tick off all the things i've done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my heart that beats "i am the walrus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking us to the moon honey!</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-11-29T05:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-28T21:43:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-28T21:43:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the line between creation and destruction is very thin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to accept the fact i may not produce brilliant pieces of work all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's alright to fall and fail sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be a student rather than lead myself always in sheer ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like i'm going somewhere but no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i have to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and geez i can't stand sleaze or sleazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physical is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it's more deprivation and alpha dominance conciousness that i'm just "blah" (don't give a damn) and somehow growing to just resent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn bloody bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needa come up with something exciting in my life now and do it..</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-27T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-27T03:51:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-27T03:51:54Z</updated>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-27T03:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T19:57:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T19:57:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the only person that can help myself is myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stride in my light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always seen myself that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does not exist anymore.</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-27T03:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T19:30:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T19:30:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">two days ago i messsed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it's getting quite frustrating and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been getting violent when i get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not drunk where i'm concious, it's total black out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no recollection what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if no one told me, i wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus what i become when i black out is the complete opposite of my usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in that case i want to say i that i'm absolutely sorry for everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i did not do anything at all intentionally,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;neither did i intend to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's where i messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the shadow has been popping up lately in my cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shadow is focusing on the dark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we also use that to avoid the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is i can't stand drama and all this crap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously my other side does,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm just asking the universe and god "why me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you tell me to control myself, i would if i could you know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wouldn't think of hurting anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i believe it myself, it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm changing my out look and my whole lifestyle completely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find some sort of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying away from alcohol and my whole outlook on it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hey, alcohol is a drug anyway, it shouldn't be abused or used as a form of release.</content>
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    <title>the emilliana torrini speacial</title>
    <published>2009-10-15T20:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-15T20:30:23Z</updated>
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    <title>let us all be writers of our own lives</title>
    <published>2009-10-15T20:26:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-15T20:27:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the belief that being a musician is unattractive and tough in the long run is bullllshitss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got all these beliefs and shit in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes i forget why i choose to take big jumps into my music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i know again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freedom, mental freedom and to really live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i've had a little taste of singapore's scene(which sucks donkey balls so far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i haven't been getting out and onto stages enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... the problemo with selling out is that after that, it's mightyly retarded to a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyones going like, hey you gotta make dough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl's mind sets in the music scene here are just kinda strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go on stage to wank off???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just this big wank off competition out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entertain the fucking crowd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though what i want to do really,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is to show the crowd something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show them another world and absorb them into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different, very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vant to write, provoke and encourage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not suck cock and lick fucking balls.</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-15T05:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-14T21:48:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-14T21:49:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think the world is full of shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think guys are full of shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then women are full of shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stadard lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to fight for myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care...</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-15T05:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-14T21:32:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-14T21:32:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want you to understand that anyone else who plays beautiful music, is retarded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will prove that to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no prob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's not the prob,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prob is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting a girl to belive i do what i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music = no soul partner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no prob,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope your banker husband is interesting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besisides the stocks...</content>
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    <title>Mama said, the way you move's gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove...</title>
    <published>2009-10-13T23:49:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T23:54:30Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:76967</id>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-14T07:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-13T23:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T23:55:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>birds and cats are meant to be free...</title>
    <published>2009-10-10T06:01:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-10T23:31:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">don't be fooled and entertain the mirage of an image,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slit open it's seemingly thick,&amp;nbsp; though thin silhouette,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and go straight to the heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the heart is like a cat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever staying and fleeing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't even bother to catch a cat if you know anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just be as beautiful as anything and call out to it softly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;connect, to it's being. look into it's eyes, and be sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and throw away the whole thing if you feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for to tame the cat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must gain it's trust,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just simply one being connecting to another being,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just simply connecting without anything else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to just connect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why we must learn as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birds are meant to be free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i have wings too...&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-10-10T13:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-10T05:45:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-10T05:45:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm just too bored to carry on the way i live life right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to learn about people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though today i was dissapointed by myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though that doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i want to start steering my life again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not leave it up to what's happening around me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i can honestly say that i'm not excited by all that is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just sucks lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i'm happy i did the whole club mad and party thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause once upon a time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be embarrassed to talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i never even tried once upon a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made great friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still gonna club mad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though now not as frequent maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna focus on more important things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more important people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be independent and totally grounded again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been very quiet recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need the silence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that everyone, even my best friends wanna party now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since i went into the whole thing, hahah! crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i partied and went mad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was because i was frustrated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to prove a point,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because i actually gave a care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i really don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to deal with me and love me again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of giving out fake smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired altogether,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really just don't know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want anyone to come in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always wanted to say this... heh  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind the smile is everything you will never understand...</content>
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    <title>diana krall - why should i care?</title>
    <published>2009-10-01T21:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T21:25:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:itsinurpalm:76005</id>
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    <title>it's one big flea market</title>
    <published>2009-10-01T03:34:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T04:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we're all like little animals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we silently observe each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the back of our minds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have this feeling in our chest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we stay or do we flee?</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-09-30T17:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T09:24:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-30T09:24:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">don't sit and wonder why the world is so small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ever look at the sky and see it's vastness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't look at me and see a boy holding his life in his hands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ever be afraid to run towards the ocean and dive into it's ever growing depth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get lost in your intricate dreams of lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i venture out in the world to be understood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't quite understand myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just see this vacant stare in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collect earth from the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all it is, is dirt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a piece of metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be carried away in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and be led into the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for we do, we have dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we never know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till we actually do it.</content>
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    <title>in spite of it all</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T08:36:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T04:07:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life isn't about the hardships, the tears and the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about in spite of all the pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we keep pushing on no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because somehow it's worth it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of our dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the people we love.</content>
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    <title>itsinurpalm @ 2009-09-26T08:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T00:06:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T00:06:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">kiss me...</content>
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    <title>put your neighbor before you</title>
    <published>2009-09-23T21:02:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-23T21:02:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it is time to deliver my message,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do what i was always meant to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put the poor souls in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for love is so strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may live in this country,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are confused, hurt and scared,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we are all so lucky and well to do than half the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know, and we forget, we want to believe the world revolves around ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it really doesn't,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life flows within you and without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold out your arms to your neighbor and love, reassure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are people out there who suffer such a great deal, in a world that is slowly dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have been lost in my own world lately,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it is time to let that insignificant world go and see the big large world out there that yearns and cries out for my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you hear them screaming out for your arrival in the silence of the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 4, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believed i was meant to help and do what i can to save the world and people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is my destiny, what i'm meant to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that is what i'm gonna do now before army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants to join me in this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are all welcome.</content>
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