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		  <entry>
	    <title>summer almost over.</title>
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	    <issued>2008-05-06T09:56:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-05-06T09:56:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-05-06T09:56:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[it's May now, and im not doing good, and by not doing good i mean that im just sitting around&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[it's May now, and im not doing good, and by not doing good i mean that im just sitting around wasting my precious vacation time. hmmm, let's see..so far we baked brownies, cookies and crinkles just for the fun of it. they tasted pretty good. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/3/6/1/1/6/1/1/orig-3611611.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;here it is! crinkles, it looks delicious because it is delicious. we even pretend to be iron chefs (me as bobby flay). i've also dyed parts of my hair, it's supposed to be gold and with red streaks but it turned about like dusky orange or auburn and it goes well with my black hair. there is a basketball league here, it's cool, people are coming outside every night and cheering for their teams. some arguements here and there, but it's still cool. me and my friends were SUPPOSED to go to Dayo Bar to see Typecast (you could see them in one of my videos). we went there to see a friend of a friend's band to play but i guess it's too good to be true. the plans were crushed. so bummed. in replace for our broken dreams of seeing a freaking great band to perform live, we treated ourselves to vodka! &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/3/6/1/1/8/9/1/orig-3611891.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;so it's just one bottle for each of us, big deal but hey we did have some fun. &lt;br&gt;i wish me and my friends could go swimming to a beautiful, peacful beach. summer is almost over here and i still want to do more things. mehhh..&lt;br&gt;so that's my update.&lt;br&gt;xoxo&lt;br&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>Revelations(my first fanfic, its a clash between MCR and Paramore)</title>
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	    <issued>2008-03-24T05:34:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-03-24T05:34:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-03-24T05:34:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<span class="MsgBodyText"><div align="center"><b>CHAPTER ONE</b></div><br> <br> It was Friday, the night was cold and the rain was pouring. Frank looked out&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;span class=&quot;MsgBodyText&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHAPTER ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  It was Friday, the night was cold and the rain was pouring. Frank  looked out the window, staring at the water that covered everything in  sight. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Hey what are you looking at?&quot; his close friend Josh whispered at him while searching what Frank was staring at. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Nothing...I was just...&#226;€&#157; Frank replied with a big sigh.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;My friend, you are drunk!&#226;€&#157; Josh mockingly shouted. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;No I&#226;€&#153;m not!!&#226;€&#157; denied Frank as he finished the can of beer in his &lt;br&gt;  hand. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  They drank about eight icy cans of beer and watched American pie movies  in the rest of the night until they fell asleep, a good way of spending  a boring Friday night with a friend. The next day came, it was Saturday  twelve noon. The two boys were still sleeping in the living room.  Suddenly, they were awakened by these familiar voices.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Hello?? Is anybody here!?&#226;€&#157; its Hayley along with Gerard and his girlfriend Lynz.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Whoa! What happened here?&#226;€&#157; Lynz asked, holding an empty can of last night&#226;€&#153;s beer.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Uhhmm&#226;€&#166;err&#226;€&#166;we were&#226;€&#166;&#226;€&#157; Josh, barely awake, answered.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Apparently you guys were getting your freak on last night watching American pie!&#226;€&#157; Gerard uttered with a smirk on his face. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Yeah Gerard, you should come join us sometime. It&#226;€&#153;s really fun once you get your shirt off&#226;€&#157; sarcastically told by frank. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Okay stop it you two, we have to clean up this mess for the big party  tonight. I called Zac and Jeremy; they&#226;€&#153;re on their way here to fix this  place while we go shopping for food and stuff&#226;€&#157; Hayley announced.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Ray, Bob and Mikey will also come here soon with the band equipment&#226;€&#157; Gerard added.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;So what are you guys waiting for? Christmas? Let&#226;€&#153;s go!&#226;€&#157; Frank excitedly cried.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  They all left the house and went to the grocery store to fetch food,  drinks and other party needs. Bob and the others went to the house and  got it ready for an all night partying. Then they went home and  prepared food.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Hey Frank, I&#226;€&#153;ve put some of those little lights thingy in the garden&#226;€&#157; Zac said.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;What kind of little lights thingy?&#226;€&#157; Frank was puzzled.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;What he means are those Christmas lights&#226;€&#157; Mikey suddenly barged in the  conversation while he was practicing with his bass guitar. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Oh those ones, yeah sure. I&#226;€&#153;ve been trying to find those lights for  ages! Thanks!&#226;€&#157; Frank smilingly said to Zac then continuing to cook the  food. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;-THE PARTY-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  There was a knock on the door, people were already arriving and they  all have one intention; to party big time. After a few minutes, the  awaited social gathering started. Everybody danced their asses off,  music surrounded the venue and lots of people crowded every part of the  house. In the middle of the entire frolic, Zac stood on a mini stage  that they built on a corner of the living room. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  Holding a cup of beverage he spoke to the mic, &#226;€&#156;May I have your  attention please.&#226;€&#157; The music was turned down, &#226;€&#156;thank you, so I hope all  of you are having a very good time tonight.&#226;€&#157;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;YESSSS!!!&#226;€&#157; everybody shouted.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Well, to get this party more cranked up, My Chemical Romance, the hosts of this party, will play a song for us&#226;€&#157; he added. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  Everybody screamed like little fan girls on a Jonas Brothers concert when MCR went to the handmade stage.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Are you sure the neighbors won&#226;€&#153;t mind?&#226;€&#157; Frank speaking to Jeremy while tuning his guitar.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Come on dude, the neighbors are practically here!&#226;€&#157; Jeremy replied, laughing. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  The guitars were plugged in and the amps were in full volume, MCR first  played their hit song &#226;€&#156;I&#226;€&#153;m not Okay&#226;€&#157; the people jumped and sang along.  In general, everybody was a having a good time. Since, alcohol was  passed around, true emotions started to rise. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;Have you seen Hayley?&#226;€&#157; Frank asked Hannah Beth, a good friend of his.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &#226;€&#156;No I haven&#226;€&#153;t, but it&#226;€&#153;s not that hard finding a pretty orange haired girl&#226;€&#157; Hannah Beth joked.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  After searching for a few minutes in a sea of crazy party people, Frank  found out that Hayley was outside by the swimming pool. When he saw  her, he was on his way on going to sit next to her when he stopped for  he saw Josh coming with food and drinks, offering it to Hayley. With  second thoughts, he continued to walk but walked slowly towards them.  Then he saw Josh put his arm around Hayley&#226;€&#153;s shoulder, Josh moved his  face closer then kissed Hayley in the lips. Frank was immediately  devastated by what he saw. He walked away and resumed to party trying  not to look affected. The party ended around 5 in the morning; most of  them got the energy to go home while some of them were too drunk and  tired to even get up, so they stayed at the house to get some rest. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  ---------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;  this is my first time making a fanfic. so i guess im not that good &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.friendster.com/group-discussion/images/smiley_icons/icon_smile.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Smile&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt; comments would be nice.. &lt;/span&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>First of summer..</title>
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	    <issued>2008-03-23T02:22:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2008-03-23T02:22:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2008-03-23T02:22:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: justify;">so its sunday today. so far my vacation is not really what i thought it would be. everyone&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;so its sunday today. so far my vacation is not really what i thought it would be. everyone is going on vacation(duh!). my friend Ishang went to their province with her family for the holy week which made this week a little more boring. i wanted to visit grandma like for two days or so but my mom is &quot;too&quot; busy going to her no good boyfriend's house. she is there all day and goes home just to take a bath. she even brings her boyfriend's niece which she always compare me to. &quot;you look like her when you were just a kid.&quot; AARRGGGHHH!! im sick of it. im sick of always whining about how my family sucks and how i want us to function as a family. im sure my friends are sick of hearing that too. sometimes i just feel that i want to give up. no one seems to care anyway but i wont. im still hoping theres a bright future to all of this(corny eh?). &lt;br&gt;okay so moving on(i think you've had enough of my &quot;emo&quot; moment). me and my friends made these music videos, we were basically just jumping around and rocking out with a pen/hairbrush as a mic and a broom as a guitar, as a result of boredom, i hope i could post those soon. &lt;br&gt;i wish i had a really really nice camera, with 10 or 11 megapixels or something so i could just record all of this. and i want to be an internet star, for the moment,not like chris crocker(who is known for his &quot;leave britney alone!&quot; breakdown) but like AmazingPhil on youtube. his videos are awesome! i love it! and because of him, im learning how to speak in a british accent, i dunno im crazy.      &lt;br&gt;so, i guess that's enough for my update. i'll be going to update some more throughout the summer so watch out for that.&lt;br&gt;hope you'll have a good vacation. be sure to share your stories to me, i'd love to hear them.&lt;br&gt;xoxo                        &lt;br&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/2/8/3/4/5/8/1/orig-2834581.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;/div&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>hmmm...what can i say? im me i guess....</title>
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	    <issued>2007-11-07T20:57:12Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-11-07T20:57:12Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-11-07T20:57:12Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>im alyssa (obvious)..well, if i'd tell you my whole story, it would take like ten years coz i have many&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;im alyssa (obvious)..well, if i'd tell you my whole story, it would take like ten years coz i have many interesting tales of my life so far. at my age, i have been through a lot.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;im a filipina, and im not afraid to admit it! hehe.. im not that typical 14 year old girl who is into what's new about paris hilton or what's the latest trend. although im interested in fashion. in school, i would say that almost everybody knows me, and i dont know why. i have a line of great friends. but i have these vices, i drink, and sometimes, i even smoke.i know that at my age, i dont have the right to have vices coz i dont have a job or anything but because of what i have been through, and what i am going through right now, i have done it. i mean, one more mistake and i would be a drop out!. but now, im trying to be good as can be..here in buzznet, i guess im an outcast, i dont really fit in with other groups but its not sad, i get to speak what i think about.love me or hate me i dont care.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i guess, i want to be known, and popular at that. maybe that's why im posting this journal right now. i want to be heard. i want people to know my story. i want them to be aware that not everyone has it good. that eventhough you go through hard problems, you could still live and move on. &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;hmmm...there, are many people posting journals like this, some maybe better, some maybe worse. and for my age, i guess the chances are 1 to a million. i just want to be big! hehe..so i could prove not just to anyone, but myself, that i can do something good for once...XD&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;signing off...alyssa&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>unblessed...</title>
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	    <issued>2007-11-06T02:16:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-11-06T02:16:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-11-06T02:16:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[She fakes a happy smile<BR>Each and everyday<BR>Faking all her happiness <BR>Throwing her life away<BR><BR>She really wants to move on<BR>Forget he&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[She fakes a happy smile&lt;BR&gt;Each and everyday&lt;BR&gt;Faking all her happiness &lt;BR&gt;Throwing her life away&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She really wants to move on&lt;BR&gt;Forget he was ever there&lt;BR&gt;But she&#226;€&#153;s drowned within her sorrows&lt;BR&gt;Sinking in despair&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She pretends that she can&#226;€&#153;t hear them&lt;BR&gt;They think she doesn&#226;€&#153;t know&lt;BR&gt;But she does, and it doesn&#226;€&#153;t help her&lt;BR&gt;Since she always feels so low&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She watches as the tears well up&lt;BR&gt;Then start flowing down her cheeks&lt;BR&gt;She can&#226;€&#153;t fake happy anymore&lt;BR&gt;She&#226;€&#153;s been doing this for weeks&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Nobody there has noticed&lt;BR&gt;That she really isn&#226;€&#153;t ok&lt;BR&gt;They probably wouldn&#226;€&#153;t look for her&lt;BR&gt;If she decided to run away&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She might decide to tell someone&lt;BR&gt;She might decide to speak&lt;BR&gt;She needs someone to help her through&lt;BR&gt;She&#226;€&#153;s starting to feel weak&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Maybe she needs to just pretend&lt;BR&gt;That she doesn&#226;€&#153;t really care&lt;BR&gt;And let it eat her up inside&lt;BR&gt;Carrying on this nightmare&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Maybe she really should fake it&lt;BR&gt;Until her dull life comes to an end&lt;BR&gt;But then what&#226;€&#153;s the point of living at all&lt;BR&gt;She has no one on which to depend&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It isn&#226;€&#153;t really her fault&lt;BR&gt;That she&#226;€&#153;s always so depressed&lt;BR&gt;But she&#226;€&#153;s all alone in this mixed up world&lt;BR&gt;Unloved, unknown, unblessed&#226;€&#166;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>mama...</title>
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	    <issued>2007-11-05T05:28:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-11-05T05:28:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-11-05T05:28:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>im trying to change, but it seems to me that you dont even give a shit that want to change...i&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;im trying to change, but it seems to me that you dont even give a shit that want to change...i know i have messed up bigtime, but cant you see that i have learned my lesson?! damn! i didnt thought it would be this way. up to this point im still in pain, i want to kill myself. dont you think that its not only your problem too? i wanted to stop myself too, i was just waiting for someone to help me and i thought that was gonna be you. ma, im so SORRY. please forgive me. i didnt meant to hurt you. im just going through a phase, and i just want you to understand...i've got nothing more to say..just, sorry....&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;++++--''hoping for the best''--++++&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>i wish i'd go to rehab..</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:1248231</id>
	    <issued>2007-11-04T02:16:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-11-04T02:16:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-11-04T02:16:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P>this has been the lowest point of my life yet. i went home around 4 a.m drunk. my mother, was&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P&gt;this has been the lowest point of my life yet. i went home around 4 a.m drunk. my mother, was bursting angry! i had nothing to do but take what she had to say. i was disappointed of myself. i have changed bigtime and i mean big. last year, i was just a simple teen. busy in studying, barely going outside of our house. but look at me now, i drink three to two times a week. its usual that i go home late at a friday night and drunk and i have low scores on my card. i wouldnt want to watse my life on such dirty things but i have. this alyssa is someone i have never met. i never thought i'd be like this. its not good &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;now, my mom wants me to drop out of highschool. she said i was full of vices. and that i was just wasting time and money. although i was getting tired of going to school, i didnt want to stop. i want to have a better future but i guess that would just be a dream. i want to stop what i am doing. i want to start things all over again. i wish there was someone who could help me on getting through with this. but i guess no one understands me....&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;i know. no body would be reading such a dramtic and emotional post like this. everything i have wrote is true. i dont care if you would believe it or not.&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;im gonna cry myself to sleep tonight....again....&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>help me</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:1220691</id>
	    <issued>2007-10-29T19:59:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-10-29T19:59:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-10-29T19:59:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[<P align=justify><IMG style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 155px" height=187 src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/1/3/9/0/0/5/1/orig-1390051.jpg" width=270 border=0>look at me, what have i become..i smoke, i drink, i&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 155px&quot; height=187 src=&quot;http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/1/3/9/0/0/5/1/orig-1390051.jpg&quot; width=270 border=0&gt;look at me, what have i become..i smoke, i drink, i go home around 12 in the morning.with the age of 14, i think im lost. tho i want to stop it, i cant. its really hard when your friends around you does the same. and its really hard coz it feels good. with all these problems i cant help but do these vices. i've tried suicide, but all it has done to me was this scar.  sometimes i wish life has a pause button, so i could just take a rest from all my suffering. most people say that this beautiful face was  a waste coz all of these vices. they say my friends are bad influence. i want to stop. but no one can help me. no one even understands me. god give me strength.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;]]></content>
	    </entry>
		  <entry>
	    <title>feelings in the rain</title>
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	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:1080781</id>
	    <issued>2007-10-01T07:21:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-10-01T07:21:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-10-01T07:21:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[what is happiness on a day so blue?<BR>what is to be happy without you?<BR>where is laughter that i need the&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[what is happiness on a day so blue?&lt;BR&gt;what is to be happy without you?&lt;BR&gt;where is laughter that i need the most?&lt;BR&gt;where is comedy, the comedian, the&lt;BR&gt;host?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;why am i feeling this yellow and blue?&lt;BR&gt;why to dears fall and cry for you?&lt;BR&gt;when did my heart hurt this much?&lt;BR&gt;when did my heart in your hands you&lt;BR&gt;clutch?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;black roses fell last May,&lt;BR&gt;red roses brought dismay..&lt;BR&gt;mixed in the flood of tears and blood,&lt;BR&gt;mixed in the sorrow or feelings and&lt;BR&gt;mud..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;how am i to be without you?&lt;BR&gt;how am i to live a life that's new?&lt;BR&gt;when you hold me still bound in love,&lt;BR&gt;chained and pleading for you to have..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;for blossoms of cherry fly in the air,&lt;BR&gt;yet the pain of love's despair..&lt;BR&gt;when will time let me go?&lt;BR&gt;whe could i say to you forever no..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;underdogs and losers reign the earth,&lt;BR&gt;depriving it for what it's worth..&lt;BR&gt;for now the march of the broken begin,&lt;BR&gt;bleeding hearts and angst within..&lt;BR&gt;]]></content>
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		  <entry>
	    <title>early mourns....</title>
	    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://alyssadarkangel.buzznet.com/user/journal/668521/"/>
	    <id>buzznet:user:entry:id:668521</id>
	    <issued>2007-07-23T07:58:00Z</issued>
	    <modified>2007-07-23T07:58:00Z</modified>
	    <created>2007-07-23T07:58:00Z</created>
	    <summary type="application/xhtml+xml"><![CDATA[confusion leads to serious<BR>emotion....im gonna die if i dont let<BR>this go....i need to move on and be<BR>strong so i can&#133;]]></summary>
	    <author><name>alyssadarkangel</name></author>
	    <content type="application/xhtml+xml" mode="xml" xml:lang="en-us"><![CDATA[confusion leads to serious&lt;BR&gt;emotion....im gonna die if i dont let&lt;BR&gt;this go....i need to move on and be&lt;BR&gt;strong so i can hold on....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;forgive me im mistaken....i didnt&lt;BR&gt;meant for it to happen....for i am a&lt;BR&gt;mere mortal in this world full of love&lt;BR&gt;and tragedy....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;someday im gonna make things&lt;BR&gt;right....someday, im gonna make all of&lt;BR&gt;you proud....all i wanna do is make&lt;BR&gt;you happy even if it takes my life....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;oh how i wish i could see your smiling&lt;BR&gt;face when my world has come to an&lt;BR&gt;end....now i realized that i am&lt;BR&gt;wrong....for giving you a heart worth&lt;BR&gt;breaking....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;as i bid goodbye to the memories we've&lt;BR&gt;had, this one question i must ask....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;are you happy now??....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;by &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#990000&gt;undying love&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;....&lt;BR&gt;]]></content>
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