<?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-1537483732637462624</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:37:47.866-08:00</updated><category term='Greetings'/><title type='text'>Poète Maudit</title><subtitle type='html'>I write poems...Just b/c I can =)About about my mediocre life,and some of the wonderful and fucked up people in it =) Welcome to the mind of Kris...SIT YA ASS DOWN AND ENJOY! =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>The Real her</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Staring into the mirror as the crimson liquid slowly moved down her face&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and they may ask why she cries blood.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her silence speaks,tells of many stories of abandonment&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sexual abuse,sickness, and refuge,they yelled her name&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but not to say hooray&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;more like "little girl your never gonna be shit,your life will never change"&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so she baptized herself in her own blood. mixed with drops of rain&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Words like the razors that left scars&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the tops of her arms&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and teddy bears slit open wondering if they could feel the pain&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;because I couldn't seem to feel a thing.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They reached out for her when she drifted away in the current&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but pulled their hands back when they realized she had luggage.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;who would have known that they were empty&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;no1 but she.Yet and still she was&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Looking for love in all the wrong places&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Filling voids with empty spaces&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blinded by lust and infatuation&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;heart surrendered to minds manipulation"&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#13;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3411787207638940097?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-6575655963035739771</id><published>2010-04-30T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T12:44:39.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky #22</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9sy15l4p9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-fYO9U1MgLc/s1600/IMG01712-20100302-1804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9sy15l4p9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-fYO9U1MgLc/s200/IMG01712-20100302-1804.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patch work, stitching up old woulds from past hurts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing doctor and seamstress all in one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But for her this type of role-play wasn't for fun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a customer turned patient.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I flat-lined when she stole my heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;b/c I maxed out my cards she charged a penny for her thoughts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I assumed I was her only patient,Until I pulled my #.."#22"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wow 22 hearts that she brought refuge to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 hearts that she wore on her sleeves&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No wonder she was so eager to get on her knees....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Not finished , got writers block)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-6575655963035739771?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/6575655963035739771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/lucky-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6575655963035739771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6575655963035739771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/lucky-22.html' title='Lucky #22'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9sy15l4p9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/-fYO9U1MgLc/s72-c/IMG01712-20100302-1804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7635554467689742475</id><published>2010-04-29T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:50:52.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metally,emotionally, physically...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9p_KJp62gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/W58tZ4tBd9A/s1600/IMG00249-20091102-2140+%28122%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9p_KJp62gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/W58tZ4tBd9A/s200/IMG00249-20091102-2140+%28122%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Living on mental plantations, Ive gone nuts,become a slave and&lt;br /&gt;nothing would please me more than cracking your shell,&lt;br /&gt;lets hope you can release me as well.&lt;br /&gt;Living on stars that feed off our hearts&lt;br /&gt;and mine has grown enough to fit you in and still shine &lt;br /&gt;no stretch marks.&lt;br /&gt;Living on the waves that your body creates&lt;br /&gt;good thing I surf as an escape…&lt;/b&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/1537483732637462624-7635554467689742475?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7635554467689742475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/metallyemotionally-physically.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7635554467689742475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7635554467689742475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/metallyemotionally-physically.html' title='Metally,emotionally, physically...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9p_KJp62gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/W58tZ4tBd9A/s72-c/IMG00249-20091102-2140+%28122%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-706978245991627847</id><published>2010-04-29T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T01:17:47.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grab me where I feel empty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;make me whole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warm me in placed that have gone cold.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9k_xEyOOBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3pAs3XqS9O8/s1600/IMG00148-20100320-1501+%2877%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9k_xEyOOBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3pAs3XqS9O8/s200/IMG00148-20100320-1501+%2877%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I cant help but wait for it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mouth is watering&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can almost taste it.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But its not your body,its your mind I'm craving. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&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/1537483732637462624-706978245991627847?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/706978245991627847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/complete-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/706978245991627847'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1091039329212958491</id><published>2010-04-29T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T01:06:48.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9k9kKSJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3uXVVdzKJZc/s1600/IMG00255-20091102-2219+%28130%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9k9kKSJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3uXVVdzKJZc/s320/IMG00255-20091102-2219+%28130%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do I write a story already written,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take back impressions given?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shes turned off and left no switches left to turn her back on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rights to turn left,all my rights are wrong. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1091039329212958491?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1091039329212958491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1091039329212958491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1091039329212958491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/done.html' title='Done...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9k9kKSJ_JI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3uXVVdzKJZc/s72-c/IMG00255-20091102-2219+%28130%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7003071644167342841</id><published>2010-04-26T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T02:11:27.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9VYUuFM0mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BND_L32CpXM/s1600/n1393710421_30114944_2857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9VYUuFM0mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BND_L32CpXM/s320/n1393710421_30114944_2857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464370835874435682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;No movements in this vast land of changelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;b/c I don't change I evolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Stay true to who I am deep down cant rearrange things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;that were implanted in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and manifested in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The pen in which you chose to create a face for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;bled dry and I watched as the liquid spilled on the floor see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That is what I used my pencil for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The led can smear but never bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;therefor I don't feel the pain you tried to inflict on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You I feel sorry for because the pain u wished on me takes over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And most of it comes from the fact that I don't feel it too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7003071644167342841?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7003071644167342841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/numb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7003071644167342841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7003071644167342841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/numb.html' title='Numb...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9VYUuFM0mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BND_L32CpXM/s72-c/n1393710421_30114944_2857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5130466906919793047</id><published>2010-04-23T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T02:48:55.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms.Obession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9FrGAeb84I/AAAAAAAAAGE/bSKfPc60m7U/s1600/47109850-a7b4f1f0a963c4a4fc2e3b91f8ec4961_4b187dec-scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9FrGAeb84I/AAAAAAAAAGE/bSKfPc60m7U/s320/47109850-a7b4f1f0a963c4a4fc2e3b91f8ec4961_4b187dec-scaled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463265573928170370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsession...I get it&lt;br /&gt;wanting to put you in places I know you wont fit&lt;br /&gt;Emptying my mind with the possibility that your full of shit...&lt;br /&gt;but I wont quit.&lt;br /&gt;Obsession...I get it...&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;Blessing you like you answered my prayers when all you did&lt;br /&gt;was smile.&lt;br /&gt;Obsession...&lt;br /&gt;I want to get under your skin&lt;br /&gt;not by annoyance but I want to get in&lt;br /&gt;so deep you cant eject me&lt;br /&gt;always by your side so you cant neglect me&lt;br /&gt;Constantly on your mind its like I'm thinking for you so you wont reject me&lt;br /&gt;You are me I am you ,we are one so you wont disrespect me&lt;br /&gt;We've become my obsession look how you've effected me&lt;br /&gt;Wet dreams every night imagining you're sexing me&lt;br /&gt;ummm...Obsession...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-5130466906919793047?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5130466906919793047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/msobession.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5130466906919793047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5130466906919793047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/msobession.html' title='Ms.Obession'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S9FrGAeb84I/AAAAAAAAAGE/bSKfPc60m7U/s72-c/47109850-a7b4f1f0a963c4a4fc2e3b91f8ec4961_4b187dec-scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4387877301073958386</id><published>2010-04-05T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:57:25.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled Colabo</title><content type='html'>Colaboration on twitter with my hommie check him out  http://twitter.com/vito_fiasco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k) &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;..i just want to penetrate your thoughts and take over your mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;slowly...slowly...slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;...ill take my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;ease my way into your mind, unclothe my soul and wrap my spirit in the fabric of your deepest thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;...and I wanna undress u...mentally and physically, let each layer imprison me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;slowly pierce my nails into each layer scratching away my very sense of freedom. For lonliness is freedom unloved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k) ...I want to be free 2 get lost in you,your mind I wish 2 conquer alone...but i dont want 2 be lonely u see,so I hope that u can conquer me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4387877301073958386?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4387877301073958386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/untitled-colabo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4387877301073958386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4387877301073958386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/untitled-colabo.html' title='Untitled Colabo'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4313000815954383582</id><published>2010-04-05T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:43:44.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precaution...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S7qDFmSXd6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/cyesebVoCQs/s1600/IMG01340-20100128-2254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S7qDFmSXd6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/cyesebVoCQs/s320/IMG01340-20100128-2254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456818030712944546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; ...the closer I get the further I fall back...never get too attached...&lt;br /&gt;these are the tendencies of a heart previously attacked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4313000815954383582?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4313000815954383582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/precaution.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4313000815954383582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4313000815954383582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/04/precaution.html' title='Precaution...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S7qDFmSXd6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/cyesebVoCQs/s72-c/IMG01340-20100128-2254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3311973519760784206</id><published>2010-03-31T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:51:01.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lust...</title><content type='html'>I feel it is my duty to touch&lt;br /&gt;act on lust and make u bust.&lt;br /&gt;surrendering to my bodies thirst by choice&lt;br /&gt;using my intelligence to make u moist, speaking words of passion w/o a voice&lt;br /&gt;the language of deception spoken, volcanic climax awoken,&lt;br /&gt;u bought my mind without a token.....I'm focused&lt;br /&gt;on how u receive, my passion seeps underneath, we fall to our knees&lt;br /&gt;in praise, its my duty to show u the ways,&lt;br /&gt;but I never slow down u go at my pace,&lt;br /&gt;I have a thirst for speed and i love your taste.&lt;br /&gt;Let me put my hands below the waist, between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;a space where i can feel the heat multiply, then stair into your alert eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel it is my duty to dine...if i act on lust you'll bust in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3311973519760784206?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3311973519760784206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/lust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3311973519760784206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3311973519760784206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/lust.html' title='Lust...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1031837929031605845</id><published>2010-03-31T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:52:01.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free...</title><content type='html'>Free from heart break and endless dances&lt;br /&gt;free 4rm lost souls, people that don't take chances...&lt;br /&gt;Free from all the demons that tortured my soul&lt;br /&gt;free 4rm all restraint that held me back 4rm reaching a goal....&lt;br /&gt;Free from lies deception all things untrue&lt;br /&gt;  I'm free because I'm free from you...&lt;br /&gt;Free from obsession depression and old lessons&lt;br /&gt;free from all and any transgression....&lt;br /&gt;Free from feeling down and out&lt;br /&gt;Free because I'm freeing myself from this cloud of doubt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1031837929031605845?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1031837929031605845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1031837929031605845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1031837929031605845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/free.html' title='Free...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1235789312961028935</id><published>2010-03-31T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:23:20.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Triangle...</title><content type='html'>Laying in the bed with her wishing it was you&lt;br /&gt;contemplating if i should take the chance or give up on the two&lt;br /&gt;both entice me in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;got me anxious to read your stories&lt;br /&gt;hope to find us on the same page&lt;br /&gt;needs reflected&lt;br /&gt;souls connected&lt;br /&gt;bodies respected&lt;br /&gt;can i fulfill the both of your needs&lt;br /&gt;without giving the impression that I'm filled with greed,&lt;br /&gt;I slow down to collect my thoughts mind and heart at the same speed&lt;br /&gt;one stimulates my mind gives me a sense of direction&lt;br /&gt;other stimulates my heart our bodies have a hell of a connection...&lt;br /&gt;2 acute angles to choose from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trapped in this luv triangle I might end up with none&lt;br /&gt;Prepare myself for living my life lonesome.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1235789312961028935?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1235789312961028935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-triangle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1235789312961028935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1235789312961028935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-triangle.html' title='Love Triangle...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3969257668418437213</id><published>2010-03-31T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:55:51.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Futures' Past</title><content type='html'>Past to present&lt;br /&gt;back tracked directions&lt;br /&gt;trying to clear my path to the future for old aspiring connections..&lt;br /&gt;.i used to have the option to choose&lt;br /&gt;but in this situation i have no choice but to loose&lt;br /&gt;Trying to read the paper to my future but its old news..&lt;br /&gt;.Should I force myself to move on?&lt;br /&gt;n over power these feelings i have that are strong?&lt;br /&gt;Heart says go mind says stop Ive been warned&lt;br /&gt;no sense in trying to piece things back together after the pain of being torn...&lt;br /&gt;Who would have that it would ever come to this..&lt;br /&gt;.I had visions of our future life,pure bliss&lt;br /&gt;didn't intend for u to run away with my hear&lt;br /&gt;, i aimed to please i missed...&lt;br /&gt;thought i had u in the palm of my hand I thought i had a grasp,&lt;br /&gt;never thought that id be dying inside and trying to relive my past....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3969257668418437213?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3969257668418437213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-futures-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3969257668418437213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3969257668418437213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-futures-past.html' title='My Futures&apos; Past'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3190585510138903413</id><published>2010-03-31T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:56:20.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New life...</title><content type='html'>A mind and body collision&lt;br /&gt;spiritual transition&lt;br /&gt;goals turned into missions&lt;br /&gt;i am the woman that I envisioned&lt;br /&gt;End of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;world where 2 hearts exist&lt;br /&gt;sum real love shit&lt;br /&gt;holding on so tight wont dare loose my grip&lt;br /&gt;Glances turned to stares&lt;br /&gt;smiles no more tears&lt;br /&gt;my heart my home i belong here&lt;br /&gt;soul set free without a care&lt;br /&gt;Priceless guerdon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; far from and free from any burden........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3190585510138903413?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3190585510138903413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3190585510138903413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3190585510138903413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-life.html' title='New life...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-6493704941629227484</id><published>2010-03-31T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:57:17.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocternal Emission...</title><content type='html'>She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yearns&lt;/span&gt; for constant copulation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; her tension and sexual frustration,&lt;br /&gt;she subjects herself to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;masturbation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; hesitation&lt;br /&gt;or contemplation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;realizing&lt;/span&gt; she cant wait in...her eyes u can she her desire,&lt;br /&gt;in her heart is raging fire,&lt;br /&gt;her passion reaches limits expectations are higher&lt;br /&gt;protecting herself so no1 can deny her&lt;br /&gt;no risk of rejection or feelings to decipher&lt;br /&gt;Because shes feeling herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Erran&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;self satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;i add opinions&lt;br /&gt;in hopes of subtracting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;provisional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dimensions&lt;/span&gt; with hopes of your body's suspension in midair.....&lt;br /&gt;seconds before orgasmic contraptions enraptured&lt;br /&gt;in flashes of pleasure that surpasses ultimate passions....need i say more? i think i may :O)&lt;br /&gt;she goes both ways yet only he displays&lt;br /&gt;her name softly spoken on breaths whispered&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of rain&lt;br /&gt;call me pleasure if u seek the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fulfilment&lt;/span&gt; of your desires&lt;br /&gt;extinguish your fires and breath the smoke&lt;br /&gt;exhale once more and feel my lips by your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me into your mind open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and your hands will become&lt;br /&gt;my hands&lt;br /&gt;when you touch yourself, know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in your caress&lt;br /&gt;when you open your legs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my presence &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; got u wet, got u blessed, got your entire body under arrest. look into the mirror; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; me it reflects&lt;br /&gt;subject not to yourself, but the fantasy of me appearing in the darkness as our spirits connect&lt;br /&gt;she pleases you in ways i cant, yet that i respect&lt;br /&gt;so let me give u a gift of this Mans flesh&lt;br /&gt;touch me let your body accept me as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;custom&lt;/span&gt; made dream or simply define me as the passion found beyond sex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-6493704941629227484?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/6493704941629227484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/nocternal-emission.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6493704941629227484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6493704941629227484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/nocternal-emission.html' title='Nocternal Emission...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4288675963702386035</id><published>2010-03-31T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:58:30.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life...</title><content type='html'>No longer playing any card that's dealt i choose my shit,&lt;br /&gt;and i refuse to be misused, criticized or abused by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nigga&lt;/span&gt; or bitch&lt;br /&gt;under no condition would i ignore or protest my intuition&lt;br /&gt;no retention...&lt;br /&gt;Ill act impulsively&lt;br /&gt;no time to listen&lt;br /&gt;contemplate, or speculate subconsciously...&lt;br /&gt;no longer letting others pave my path,or make things rigorous for me&lt;br /&gt;..let me be...&lt;br /&gt;and step the fuck back,this isn't a phase or an act&lt;br /&gt;......Its my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4288675963702386035?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4288675963702386035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4288675963702386035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4288675963702386035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life.html' title='My Life...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3107381740291920784</id><published>2010-03-31T19:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:00:25.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Replacemet...</title><content type='html'>I feel like just another replacement&lt;br /&gt;And I can see it in your face when...we&lt;br /&gt;Kiss i can sense its her u miss&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that she was in my place and...when&lt;br /&gt;U touch me  u don't seem satisfied&lt;br /&gt;b/c shes on your mind imagine it was her by your side&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie&lt;br /&gt;b/c i can see her reflection when i look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't act surprised... when I tell u you don't belong to me&lt;br /&gt;Because i know shes your heart that's really where u wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But your here with me and I'll patiently await...&lt;br /&gt;For that day when I'm your heart and shes permanently replaced(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3107381740291920784?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3107381740291920784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/temporary-replacemet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3107381740291920784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3107381740291920784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/temporary-replacemet.html' title='Temporary Replacemet...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4627655217149356960</id><published>2010-03-31T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:03:52.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Say...</title><content type='html'>Sum say I'm not Dramatic enough&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm too sensitive, but i play too rough&lt;br /&gt;cant break down my wall b/c my past killed my trust&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was born to lust ????&lt;br /&gt;b/c I'm sure having a problem finding love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cant handle my piercing stare&lt;br /&gt;say i should pay less attention to the things i wear&lt;br /&gt;show more emotion "act like u care"&lt;br /&gt;but my hearts wounds are in no condition to repair&lt;br /&gt;  b/c faced the fact that love no longer lives here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some assume i have no drive&lt;br /&gt;but i protest that i just often feel  love deprived&lt;br /&gt;I often question my existence, the reason I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surly  dieing  to live my life&lt;br /&gt;Just looking for a destination so my goals can take flight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4627655217149356960?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4627655217149356960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/they-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4627655217149356960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4627655217149356960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/they-say.html' title='They Say...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-716570219021733643</id><published>2010-03-31T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:05:28.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch...</title><content type='html'>BITCH! what the fuck I look like?&lt;br /&gt;expect the unexpected... (right?)&lt;br /&gt;fall back and be neglected? (Yea...rite)&lt;br /&gt;BITCH! what the fuck I look like?&lt;br /&gt;using me as a casual distraction?&lt;br /&gt;no wonder y I get no action...&lt;br /&gt;u get yours i get no satisfaction...&lt;br /&gt;BITCH! what the fuck i look like?&lt;br /&gt;how cud i be so blind..&lt;br /&gt;shell come around, just give it sum time...(that's what i told myself)&lt;br /&gt;i must have lost my go* damn mind...&lt;br /&gt;BITCH! what the fuck I look like?&lt;br /&gt;leading me on when i stay the night&lt;br /&gt;girl u know this shit ain't right....&lt;br /&gt;and clearly i don't play that shit!&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck i look like? BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-716570219021733643?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/716570219021733643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/716570219021733643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/716570219021733643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/bitch.html' title='Bitch...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-8871852272750239949</id><published>2010-03-31T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:05:40.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preconceived notion</title><content type='html'>Preconceived notion&lt;br /&gt;misguided focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;impaired&lt;/span&gt; reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; 2 u is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hopeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-8871852272750239949?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/8871852272750239949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/preconceived-notion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8871852272750239949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8871852272750239949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/preconceived-notion.html' title='Preconceived notion'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1787879679554704089</id><published>2010-03-31T19:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:06:34.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not enough...</title><content type='html'>You said u loved me so i gave us another try&lt;br /&gt;Gave birth to a love that would soon die&lt;br /&gt;Shedding tears to fill a well that would soon run dry&lt;br /&gt;Secret affairs! you have no respect so why should I???&lt;br /&gt;Why should I continue to love you when u hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;It would be different if it wasn't consistently&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being the only one that's hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't enough anymore, I need more than your promises to restore&lt;br /&gt;My heart, is aching...painstaking I'm breaking&lt;br /&gt;Down, No need to pick up where we left off its over now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1787879679554704089?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1787879679554704089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-is-not-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1787879679554704089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1787879679554704089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-is-not-enough.html' title='Love is not enough...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-8044794205403330262</id><published>2010-03-31T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:07:03.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>I try to explore the boundaries of love seeking help from above but instead i endure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;, in which my heart wants to restrict, only letting in feelings of being wanted in some way i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; deserve but want and need so desperately. So with my aged expectations i count my loss,no longer using multiplication to calculate my thoughts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; and hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;despair&lt;/span&gt;....I await my prince of desire...reaching my thoughts my heart expires...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-8044794205403330262?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/8044794205403330262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8044794205403330262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8044794205403330262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4733372406133545655</id><published>2010-03-31T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:07:29.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel in disguise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I'm all ears and eyes, Gods angel, his gift to the world in disguise. Me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wanting&lt;/span&gt; to make the word a better place comes to no surprise. But I'm not perfect I'm no different 4rm other guys. B/c this angel's taken so long to realize. Love can hurt, its blind, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; it lies......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;...........&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; lost I need help, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure u can see, that Gods &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;taking&lt;/span&gt; his time to grant me my wings....Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not ready to be...Sum say an angel can be distinguished when she sings, and that her voice is as smooth as the water flows so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;heavenly&lt;/span&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1537483732637462624-4733372406133545655?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4733372406133545655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/angel-in-disguise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4733372406133545655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4733372406133545655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/angel-in-disguise.html' title='Angel in disguise...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7980541043232458743</id><published>2010-03-31T19:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:08:21.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misguided love...</title><content type='html'>Looking for love in all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;Filling voids with more empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by lust and infatuation&lt;br /&gt;heart surrenderd to minds manipulation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7980541043232458743?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7980541043232458743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/misguided-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7980541043232458743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7980541043232458743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/misguided-love.html' title='Misguided love...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2863546964064646278</id><published>2010-03-31T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:07:48.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settle...</title><content type='html'>Although my heart and intellect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yearn&lt;/span&gt; for more&lt;br /&gt;she is who i settled for&lt;br /&gt;When i was tired of rejection,casual sex and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yearned&lt;/span&gt; for affection, she pointed me in her direction...&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could love her the way she should be,&lt;br /&gt;but i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; left all i have is poetry,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tainted memories, this life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; liven will be the death of me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-2863546964064646278?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2863546964064646278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/settle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2863546964064646278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2863546964064646278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/settle.html' title='Settle...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2539128425780313944</id><published>2010-03-31T19:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:12:04.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn...</title><content type='html'>Damn... is it really like that&lt;br /&gt;you continue to leave traces of a broken heart, while i pick up the slack&lt;br /&gt;continuously pointing out errors,places in which i lack&lt;br /&gt;parading around putting on a show and I'm the staring act... unwillingly&lt;br /&gt;this shit is real to me&lt;br /&gt;no blind fold to disguise my perception if i was blind id see ...your ways&lt;br /&gt;my pain runs deep in a shallow resting place,&lt;br /&gt;dead but alive and consistently replaced,&lt;br /&gt;time limits no grace period for me to attempt to compensate,&lt;br /&gt;wasn't even around long enough for me to love to hate&lt;br /&gt;once again I've been fucked but i came much too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-2539128425780313944?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2539128425780313944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2539128425780313944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2539128425780313944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/damn.html' title='Damn...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7166479264148078288</id><published>2010-03-31T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:12:38.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Truth...</title><content type='html'>I often dream of you,and the life you breath through my soul that feeds me the truth. causing me to commit a sin, but its my pleasure to indulge in you. No instant gratification, casual copulation,or expected compensation, for the gift of life you continue to breath through me, without hesitation my feelings for you grow rapidly, so if your soul is lost just look outside your window and there ill be.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7166479264148078288?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7166479264148078288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/soul-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7166479264148078288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7166479264148078288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/soul-truth.html' title='Soul Truth...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-9024192136288876991</id><published>2010-03-31T19:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:12:51.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality-Dream...</title><content type='html'>She lingered in her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Turning her nightmares into pleasurable reality&lt;br /&gt;When she awakes she can hear her speak&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of her flow consistently&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-9024192136288876991?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/9024192136288876991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/reality-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/9024192136288876991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/9024192136288876991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/reality-dream.html' title='Reality-Dream...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3930815848182656504</id><published>2010-03-31T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:04:56.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving and Living in fear...</title><content type='html'>Its funny how she's antisocial but her greatest fear is loneliness. And how she thought she found her happiness in someone but that same person makes her feel so sad. It amazes her how people say they love her but they try to change the things about her that make her who she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, but its pointless...nothing to pierce her broken heart. Just arguments and broken promises that have no ending or valid reason to start. Safe to say she's loving and living in vain, Because each day she is dying to end her pain. No matter how many people she has in her life at the end of the day she feels alone...left Loving and Living in fear on her own.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3930815848182656504?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3930815848182656504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/loving-and-living-in-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3930815848182656504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3930815848182656504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/loving-and-living-in-fear.html' title='Loving and Living in fear...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7889787928721239057</id><published>2010-03-31T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:13:27.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Inspire Me...</title><content type='html'>The world turns as our souls connect and evolve into a puzzle of love, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; have there own distinct design but fit together with perfection as we do.The world revolves and our emotions attempt to explore a broader horizon. When our souls intertwine I am lost in your essence which has captivated me the very first time our eyes locked and I planted a gentle kiss on your lips. Are you pleased with the array of sunshine that greets us as we awaken to the reality that we belong together? "What about you captivates me?" I ask myself as I analyze your every motion. Is it your appearance,personality, or even the fact that I am wondering? I seek to find the things that make me desire your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forbidden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;embrace&lt;/span&gt;, and realize that even the things about you that make me cringe make me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yearn&lt;/span&gt; for you even more. As I am wandering around to locate my lost soul I discover that it is in a world of dreams that often consist or relate to being with you. If love is not yet here, it may never exist, then lust, lust is what drives my every thought and emotion expressed to you. I lust to be,to love you, to be loved by you. You are not my all, but most of what my world revolves around. You inspire me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7889787928721239057?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7889787928721239057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-inspire-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7889787928721239057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7889787928721239057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-inspire-me.html' title='You Inspire Me...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2040917410895555439</id><published>2010-03-31T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:13:44.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflicted...</title><content type='html'>I wish i could go back in time and turn the hands on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; clock&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you but the one I'm with makes my heart stop&lt;br /&gt;So deal with what i have but change my pace and perfect my stride&lt;br /&gt;So in the future i can catch up with you and be your ride or die...chick&lt;br /&gt;Not just a random girl u fuck with&lt;br /&gt;Not a groupie,casual distraction or another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-2040917410895555439?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2040917410895555439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/conflicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2040917410895555439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2040917410895555439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/conflicted.html' title='Conflicted...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-8368026929150480713</id><published>2010-03-31T18:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:14:16.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facade...</title><content type='html'>Things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; progress when u stay in one state....of mind. Relationships always seem so great...but in time...you'll realize... that she was never the woman of your dreams it was only a facade, and in fact the truth was disguised and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glamorized&lt;/span&gt;...so is it my mistake for not taken the blind fold off my eyes? or was it in fact your fault for being realness deprived? fuck you for being a fake! for it was the truth i was denied! But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; on sum real shit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; found my new state mind... now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; it right ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writers block...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-8368026929150480713?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/8368026929150480713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/facade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8368026929150480713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8368026929150480713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/facade.html' title='Facade...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4867339827465312898</id><published>2010-03-31T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:52:45.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motion Sickness...</title><content type='html'>I don't and never know where I'm going because I'm moving so fast that I'm not aware of my surroundings...I take a break to figure out the longest way to get to nowhere because every time i take the short cut i fuck up and end up backtracking...no sense in going through all the trouble just to have to start over....I wish i knew how to slow down but I'm too used to routine...this fast pace life is getting the best of me....I'm on the move and I wont stop... until my head starts spinning...until i have motion sickness and my beginning has an ending......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4867339827465312898?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4867339827465312898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/motion-sickness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4867339827465312898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4867339827465312898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/motion-sickness.html' title='Motion Sickness...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4384083739919405232</id><published>2010-03-31T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:15:54.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tearful Smiles...</title><content type='html'>Crack a smile and fill the room with laughter to hide the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; let um' see me cry I have composure to maintain&lt;br /&gt;Although i act like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;putting&lt;/span&gt; on a show&lt;br /&gt;In fact my laughter is the aftermath of the pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; letting go&lt;br /&gt;So when u see me smile just know that  i really wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Those tears of laughter are really tears of the sorrow that exist inside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4384083739919405232?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4384083739919405232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/tearful-smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4384083739919405232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4384083739919405232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/tearful-smiles.html' title='Tearful Smiles...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-645532476094888517</id><published>2010-03-31T18:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:17:14.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Stress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;No longer call me Miss Stress..I'm over it! I digress,none the less i come back and try to make some sense of this mess...I cant even hate u, u know what "God Bless" , feelings change like people do, its like putting on a new dress,or buying new shoes...you feel better in the end even if u loose, don't ask me to choose,to think with my heart or my mind... b/c I've come up w/ a way that i can use them both at the same time...no longer liven in your reality I'm jumping off of cloud nine, And if i fall flat on my face "so be it" as long as i don't land in your pile of bullshit...So go ahead and give up on me,Just Leave! I'm not gonna beg wont catch me on my knees,only time can tell if we are meant to be, I'll still be around if u decide to come back to me...b/c i think more with the mass in my chest, no longer call me Miss Stress...once again I digress.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;input name="charset_test" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="fb_dtsg" value="ggxZh" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="feedback_params" name="feedback_params" value="{&amp;quot;actor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1393710421&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_fbid&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;3795681211&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;target_profile_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;1393710421&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;type_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;14&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;6&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;assoc_obj_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;source_app_id&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;extra_story_params&amp;quot;:[],&amp;quot;check_hash&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;ee9fe8c7fb8657dc&amp;quot;}" autocomplete="off" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="post_form_id" name="post_form_id" value="423d2bcf050a498a2bcabdb6e215341d" autocomplete="off" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;span class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_bottom" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;action&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-645532476094888517?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/645532476094888517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/miss-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/645532476094888517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/645532476094888517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/miss-stress.html' title='Miss Stress...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-6718207626087502250</id><published>2010-03-31T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:48:35.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Heart...</title><content type='html'>There was nuthin there truth be told, for me give or let go...I let go of my pride and let my feelings show, you say you know wuts best for me but im the only one that would know...Im expected to just never speak again, expected to let go of all hopes of gaining a lifelong friend...Shudve known that when i played ur game i wud neva win, glad my heart is made of stone nothing broken to mend...Ni99as always run when u need them to stay, but its no problem i guess i cud run the other way, so starting today! my life I'll live... build myself, gain a heart, so to another ill be able to give...Silent emotions silent heart...cant end sumthin that wasnt given a chance to start,i guess your right we are better apart, because ppl like you dont really follow their heart..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-6718207626087502250?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/6718207626087502250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/silent-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6718207626087502250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6718207626087502250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/silent-heart.html' title='Silent Heart...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2347692878331341966</id><published>2010-03-31T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:17:45.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolish...</title><content type='html'>Act on you instinct stick to what u used to b/c there is always sum1out there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; push u off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; track or misuse you...This is all a game,shit is familiar...its your choice to choose to loose and be fooled ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-2347692878331341966?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2347692878331341966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/foolish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2347692878331341966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2347692878331341966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/foolish.html' title='Foolish...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7153041389194586309</id><published>2010-03-31T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:18:11.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Be...</title><content type='html'>Bitch please she could never be me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish she would&lt;br /&gt;try to take the one i love n the place in your heart where i stood&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that she could never touch u n please u the way i could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it about her that has u so in love&lt;br /&gt;She could never play the role, be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt; like i was&lt;br /&gt;The sensuality of a femme w/ the aggression of a stud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch please she could never be me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7153041389194586309?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7153041389194586309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/never-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7153041389194586309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7153041389194586309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/never-be.html' title='Never Be...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3343831922803300327</id><published>2010-03-31T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:18:53.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone...</title><content type='html'>Alone.....by choice b/c i refuse to settle for some1 who i cant mentally connect with...cant complain....there's no1 to blame,but Kristine...usually I accept my loneliness as a time to refurbish myself...but...why is it that people who are less deserving are labeled "number one"...i end up that chick on the side when only looking for some fun...So i stop trying to change me and instead I rethink my needs...So this is it....I want some1 who i can call my own,who can meet all my wants and needs so i never feel....alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3343831922803300327?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3343831922803300327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3343831922803300327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3343831922803300327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/alone.html' title='Alone...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1050934919337781301</id><published>2010-03-31T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:19:13.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a bitch....pimp her...lol</title><content type='html'>Gotta get my grown woman on...10 finger, hands strong, days short, nights long…if u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; getting money then u picking your teams wrong…u wont get a sob song, so get your own shit right, because the day u get paid it cud gone the same night...stay on the grind or watch your money stack, u choose…getting it is easy but keeping it is the issue, life is a bitch but treat her right don’t misuse, because the 1st person she will fuck is you….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1050934919337781301?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1050934919337781301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-bitchpimp-herlol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1050934919337781301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1050934919337781301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-bitchpimp-herlol.html' title='Life is a bitch....pimp her...lol'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7203455973252185900</id><published>2010-03-31T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:19:45.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be(Stoop dreams)...</title><content type='html'>behave because I have manners and I was taught to have poise.&lt;br /&gt;I be’ quiet locked up in my room because the world makes too much noise.&lt;br /&gt;I be’ alone in this world because that’s how I was in the womb.&lt;br /&gt;I be’ late in my growth because I don’t wanna grow up too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in my dreams because I bring them to life.&lt;br /&gt;I be stronger than most because I been through strife.&lt;br /&gt;I be’ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chilling&lt;/span&gt; on the stoop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;I be’ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;claiming&lt;/span&gt; my property “yeah I own the world!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7203455973252185900?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7203455973252185900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/bestoop-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7203455973252185900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7203455973252185900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/bestoop-dreams.html' title='Be(Stoop dreams)...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5832498331626675961</id><published>2010-03-31T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:20:19.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madame Butterfly...</title><content type='html'>She must be a butterfly b/c she got wings...&lt;br /&gt;She's beautiful ,and graceful the most unique &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nahhh&lt;/span&gt; she gotta be an angel listen to how she sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nooo&lt;/span&gt; she's fly shes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; hi, that girls a star you know&lt;br /&gt;Maybe shes a rapper or a poet, shes got mad flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;telling&lt;/span&gt; you shes butterfly,maybe she will fly if u let her wings go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-5832498331626675961?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5832498331626675961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/madame-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5832498331626675961'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;New beginnings, orgasmic endings are about to unfold&lt;br /&gt;Inside me are big things, big dreams, new goals&lt;br /&gt;Reached my climax, now I'm looking 4 somebody to hold...&lt;br /&gt;oral stimulation through life's poetry&lt;br /&gt;knowledge masturbation,u feel me?&lt;br /&gt;or better yet ill feel myself&lt;br /&gt;b/c my thirst 4 knowledge is something i cant help&lt;br /&gt;Life's orgasm I've finally reached it, now I'm in the zone&lt;br /&gt;even if i never find someone, ill come on my own.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1553795988252086319?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1553795988252086319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-orgasm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1553795988252086319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1553795988252086319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-orgasm.html' title='Lifes Orgasm...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5604191861916783000</id><published>2010-03-31T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:22:06.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Privdeprived...</title><content type='html'>If my life was handed to me on a silver platter my sorrow would feed on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; is what u make it but if its stubborn u cant mold shit.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that maybe if i ignore how i feel that I would be immune to the pain.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end the pain only gets worse Iv become more sick than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You think you can understand my struggle and all that Ive been through.&lt;br /&gt;But if I handed you my life on a silver platter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;you'd&lt;/span&gt; be allergic to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-5604191861916783000?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5604191861916783000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/privdeprived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5604191861916783000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5604191861916783000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/privdeprived.html' title='Privdeprived...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2931653348057645006</id><published>2010-03-31T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:22:20.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Love is a thought not a feeling that is installed in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;Like a knife&lt;br /&gt;It cuts through our thoughts; it’s like shirts that shrink&lt;br /&gt;The heat rises and unfolds, wrinkles and then it’s relaxed… I never mix and match...&lt;br /&gt;when the pressure is off&lt;br /&gt;I feel at ease because love is not a feeling, that’s what I believe&lt;br /&gt;The observer is laughing because u believe in the feeling of love&lt;br /&gt;That never was.&lt;br /&gt;Lust is loves maniacal twin that is what we are feeling.&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/1537483732637462624-2931653348057645006?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2931653348057645006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2931653348057645006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2931653348057645006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3791359837276036163</id><published>2010-03-31T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:30:56.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From my window...</title><content type='html'>I see street competitors who hustle to eat.&lt;br /&gt;And Street sleepers and dwellers that beg at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;I see night walkers who sale their souls,&lt;br /&gt;some working for their freedom instead of money and gold.&lt;br /&gt;I see the sun shining when its not daylight,&lt;br /&gt;because the city never sleeps not even in the night.&lt;br /&gt;I see flooded sidewalks and bustling streets,&lt;br /&gt;And people who never slow down to breath.&lt;br /&gt;I see individuality that can’t be taught.&lt;br /&gt;From my window I see New York.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3791359837276036163?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3791359837276036163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-my-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3791359837276036163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3791359837276036163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-my-window.html' title='From my window...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-6348511609835284305</id><published>2010-03-31T18:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:22:54.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Fairytale love...</title><content type='html'>I don’t want to live happily ever after,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be ecstatic until you hear laughter.&lt;br /&gt;My prince wont come for me I wont hear his voice.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to hear “Kristine, Kristine let down your long hair” by choice.&lt;br /&gt;You won’t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;See&lt;/span&gt; me on cloud 9 or smelling the roses,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to prick my fingers on thorns like needles containing doses.&lt;br /&gt;If my friends jump off a cliff “hell no I wont go!”&lt;br /&gt;Nor will I ever pick blackberries in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t stick my tongue out to lick the rain&lt;br /&gt;I will never ever do any of these things….&lt;br /&gt;Because not being my self brings me pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-6348511609835284305?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/6348511609835284305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-fairytale-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6348511609835284305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6348511609835284305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-fairytale-love.html' title='No Fairytale love...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5948633002381254058</id><published>2010-03-31T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:29:44.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;I see you walking with your friends with gum in your mouth popping and blowing&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles like sum child&lt;br /&gt;With your imitation designer bag and your out dated clothing, you glace at me pretending to be in disgust but I can’t see through the disgusting mask you wear&lt;br /&gt;You’re hairy like a man but you don’t have the balls to speak&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to speak words of the strong but inside you are weak&lt;br /&gt;I see you...how you crave my attention, wanting me to be jealous b/c u figure u have something I don’t....your right you have something I don’t&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a sleazy bone in my body&lt;br /&gt;I don’t crave attention nor do I seek the drama you tempted to impose on me&lt;br /&gt;Like sum child&lt;br /&gt;You know more about me than I know about myself, but the "me" you know was created in your mind&lt;br /&gt;You dream about me, you dream about being me...having what I have, the peace I have known since birth you want to attain&lt;br /&gt;But you can’t&lt;br /&gt;Your not strong enough....just like your words "Bitch I will beat your ass"&lt;br /&gt;My ass has yet to be touched...the only beating you can do is on a drum&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sure you’re not even that talented&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the clubs moving your body licking your lips, rubbing your self&lt;br /&gt;You want my attention and you have it I must admit&lt;br /&gt;Like sum child&lt;br /&gt;You continuously go through the trial and error phase&lt;br /&gt;Making mistakes and marks that cant be traced&lt;br /&gt;Yes you have my attention...I'm watching you....watching you make a damn fool of yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;input name="charset_test" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="fb_dtsg" value="ggxZh" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="feedback_params" name="feedback_params" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1566242279273792556</id><published>2010-03-31T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:23:35.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Cant find the words to express my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure that i can feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been hurt so many times that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; built up a tolerance for pain&lt;br /&gt;the needles no longer hurt&lt;br /&gt;yet i cant seem to complete the tattoo&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid i might feel again&lt;br /&gt;maybe the tattoo will never be massive enough to depict the life i had when i felt&lt;br /&gt;it could be that i wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;I often find myself in the shoes of the tattoo artist&lt;br /&gt;inflicting images and feelings of pain on others&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1566242279273792556?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1566242279273792556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1566242279273792556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1566242279273792556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-422304440691079718</id><published>2010-03-31T18:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:23:53.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead...</title><content type='html'>So cold&lt;br /&gt;so unkind&lt;br /&gt;cutting deeper than the past pain inflicted and endured combined&lt;br /&gt;blades sharpened especially for my demise&lt;br /&gt;words of love and forgiveness as a disguise&lt;br /&gt;breaking down my wall with false &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sincerity&lt;/span&gt;, then making your attack&lt;br /&gt;i was fooled thinking i can regain your trust but there was no coming back&lt;br /&gt;so here i sit soiled in my own pain all hopes and dreams fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sinking deeper and deeper&lt;br /&gt;flashing before me is my past&lt;br /&gt;my heart is dying&lt;br /&gt;bleeding&lt;br /&gt;you continue to stab&lt;br /&gt;i thought you would be the one to save me and give me life&lt;br /&gt;the murder of my love solved&lt;br /&gt;you were caught with the knife&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-422304440691079718?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/422304440691079718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/422304440691079718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/422304440691079718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/dead.html' title='Dead...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-6029896027843892843</id><published>2010-03-31T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:24:19.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Lover...</title><content type='html'>Dear Lover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be my spiritual enlightenment?&lt;br /&gt;You torment&lt;br /&gt;Me with your essence&lt;br /&gt;Since&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; met you I've been trying to dismiss&lt;br /&gt;These feelings for you I have yet to relinquish.&lt;br /&gt;Could you be my soul mate?&lt;br /&gt;My mind is in a state,&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disdain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;All my feelings I feel now are all in vain.&lt;br /&gt;I am giving you my all, but you only want a piece&lt;br /&gt;I wish my invalid feelings for you would decease.&lt;br /&gt;But when I hear your voice I remember your touch&lt;br /&gt;The reason I feel like this and such,&lt;br /&gt;Such a way that my mind is blown and my heart skips a beat&lt;br /&gt;Your a temptation that I must defeat.&lt;br /&gt;Only God and I know what I would do once more feel your embrace&lt;br /&gt;But in some way I feel I'll be evading your space.&lt;br /&gt;God help me although I've never been the one to be religious.&lt;br /&gt;And I've never felt like our relationship had to be monogamous.&lt;br /&gt;So how am I pushing you away my dear?&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you your space, and I'll always be here.&lt;br /&gt;But its the distance I fear.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feed me any lies let me know how you truly feel.&lt;br /&gt;And at the moment the world will remain still.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weren&lt;/span&gt;’t in it, all you did was deceive.&lt;br /&gt;Your similar to this corrupt world, in which I only grieve.&lt;br /&gt;I still cant let you go I'll never find another like you.&lt;br /&gt;But at second thought, is that something that I want to do?&lt;br /&gt;Well our time has ran out darling this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;No need to try and redeem ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely , Your new friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-6029896027843892843?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/6029896027843892843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;-Desired less endless stress, who is to blame for my hearts sudden death?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I'm trapped and ur sum1 I nolonger reccognize...&lt;br /&gt;because the one with whom I am In love would never make me cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Train of thought escapes my mind with cars of depression following behind. Next stop canceled repairs on life’s track. Train of thought please come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your love is like a forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden. I take a bite risking everlasting life, but I know your worth it. Now God has forsaken me for picking your love from the sacred tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I never knew I was dead until I looked into the eyes of the man that murdered me. “Move on” they say, but its kind of hard when the knife is still logged in my chest. “In time your wounds will heal” they assure me, but words cut deep and prolong the healing process. Infectious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bottled up depression and manifest lessons. These are these are the makings of my aggression. Jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How I feel about you can’t be defined. So I keep thoughts of you locked up in my mind. Instead of expressing my compassion for you I lash out on you. Causing more confusion and placing allusion on the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No makeup all natural, makeup sex comes natural. In the mist of the pain and behind clothes doors, shirts, socks and memories leave a trail on the floor. We are naked, I am myself when I am with you. Shower me with your love. 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thoughts...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3293383943114603700</id><published>2010-03-31T18:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:24:46.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heartless...</title><content type='html'>Give me my heart back&lt;br /&gt;But take these tears&lt;br /&gt;You can keep the heart break&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want this fear.&lt;br /&gt;Give me my heart back&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel&lt;br /&gt;But you can borrow this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; steal.&lt;br /&gt;Give me my heart back&lt;br /&gt;You never asked me if u could have it&lt;br /&gt;but u can take back this sorrow&lt;br /&gt;use it to wreak havoc&lt;br /&gt;Give me my heart back&lt;br /&gt;why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; u care&lt;br /&gt;how could u take whats so precious to me&lt;br /&gt;i was unaware&lt;br /&gt;Give me my heart back....Or give me yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3293383943114603700?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3293383943114603700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/heartless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3293383943114603700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3293383943114603700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/heartless.html' title='heartless...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5728123496133489390</id><published>2010-03-31T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:25:06.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternally...</title><content type='html'>I place my hand in yours hoping that I can memorize the feel of your skin on mine.&lt;br /&gt;Gliding my fingers up your arm and on every other trace of ink marked skin,its never ending.&lt;br /&gt;Gazing into your eyes hoping you can see inside of me, and i the same with you.&lt;br /&gt;We are each other,&lt;br /&gt;8so I get lost in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in our love, our pain...&lt;br /&gt;No guide, no help, no bread crumbs left to retrace my steps.&lt;br /&gt;This feelings might last forever but i doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;So I will treasure this moment that i can feel.&lt;br /&gt;Eternally.&lt;br /&gt;You are so close to me but i can not reach you.&lt;br /&gt;I see you, I feel your warmth, I smell your scent,and I can hear every breath you take.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are still so far away.&lt;br /&gt;I watch you sleep hoping you dream about me, dream about a future and our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But in reality my hopes are far from manifesting.&lt;br /&gt;Each awaking day we seem further apart, and one day soon you will find another and forget I ever existed.&lt;br /&gt;Be assured that I wont do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Marked on my wrist is our love and it will remain.&lt;br /&gt;Eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dedicated to my lost love, you will forever be a part of me..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SNB&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-5728123496133489390?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5728123496133489390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/eternally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5728123496133489390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5728123496133489390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/eternally.html' title='Eternally...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1669564086372443458</id><published>2010-03-31T18:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:25:28.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty...</title><content type='html'>I gave until I felt there was nothing left&lt;br /&gt;not realizing that my love has no limits&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bottomless&lt;/span&gt; pit in the world of eternity&lt;br /&gt;so i am drained&lt;br /&gt;but you, your filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assurance&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u take even more and give nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;no validation&lt;br /&gt;no sense of security&lt;br /&gt;in some way i feel I owe u every bit of my suffering&lt;br /&gt;so am i really in love or am i trying to repair a love that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;damaged&lt;/span&gt; from the start?&lt;br /&gt;All i know is that there is an emptiness inside of me&lt;br /&gt;You once filled that space....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1669564086372443458?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1669564086372443458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1669564086372443458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1669564086372443458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/empty.html' title='Empty...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-328705755482258061</id><published>2010-03-31T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:25:53.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yin and Yang....</title><content type='html'>We laugh and cry in unison&lt;br /&gt;Both producing tears dark enough stain skin&lt;br /&gt;Because the laughter is only a reflection of the pain&lt;br /&gt;The comfort zone in which the tears remain&lt;br /&gt;How can I convince you to step outside the line&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me, and in time&lt;br /&gt;Your tears can be reversed to those of  happiness&lt;br /&gt;To coincide with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt; that exists&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-328705755482258061?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/328705755482258061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/yin-and-yang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/328705755482258061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/328705755482258061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/yin-and-yang.html' title='Yin and Yang....'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-9058247143713793790</id><published>2010-03-31T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:26:11.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear New Friend...</title><content type='html'>Dear New Friend,&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my heart sleeps with you,even after all we put each other through. Our love found strength in unknown places,through the tears frowns and other smiley faces. We don't really text that much but your "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smh&lt;/span&gt;" and my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;" always say just enough. Makes me cherish the days when we thought we lost it all,when our foundation was knocked down like the Berlin wall...so much history in so little time,I'm hoping we can erase some pages just place your hand in mine. We have so much more to discover... Sincerely Your Lover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-9058247143713793790?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/9058247143713793790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-new-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/9058247143713793790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/9058247143713793790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-new-friend.html' title='Dear New Friend...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4362754837700153660</id><published>2010-03-31T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:48:42.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undefinded...</title><content type='html'>No boundaries or expectations,Unknown truths no limitations&lt;br /&gt;Just a fragment of the thoughts that reside in my mind&lt;br /&gt;but only for a short time,Tucked away in secrecy&lt;br /&gt;no traces of my presence only thoughts of we, hearts spoken for without words said,Life story for-told but never read&lt;br /&gt;And through your lips flow the truth,his is what I think of when I look at you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4362754837700153660?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4362754837700153660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/undefinded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4362754837700153660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4362754837700153660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/undefinded.html' title='Undefinded...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2322544693865859947</id><published>2010-03-31T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:21:44.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution pt.1</title><content type='html'>This world is much too big to just get lost in us.there's so much more we can learn about the universe for us to lose our minds.let's not get lost in love until we are bound by false hope and fond in the discovery of our broad reality...there is more to this life more than we.... Know....knowing is one thing ,let's believe...there is something beyond the realm of just u and me ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-2322544693865859947?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2322544693865859947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/evolution-pt1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2322544693865859947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2322544693865859947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/evolution-pt1.html' title='Evolution pt.1'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5965256887401151493</id><published>2010-03-15T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:29:15.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insecure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Throwing daggers with her &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;glances to protect her from harm.wish she knew around me she didn't need protection.No scars to mark her pain the wounds existed internally. Sometimes she said things to inflict that pain on me.the closer I got to her the further we grew apart.I never got the love I gave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;b/c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; her past destroyed her heart.This woman I yearn to love I see in the mirror each day.All the makeup can't conceal scars that aren't on my face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-5965256887401151493?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5965256887401151493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/insecure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5965256887401151493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5965256887401151493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/insecure.html' title='insecure...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7277196840079874630</id><published>2010-03-15T18:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:29:48.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"  &gt;If love were shackles and you had the key would you hold me hostage or set me free. If unconditional love existed behind bars would u give up your freedom and get lost in ours.If true love meant insanity would you wear your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;straitjacket&lt;/span&gt; gracefully?And If you could capture this love would you bound it in chains?Or would u just let me walk away.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7277196840079874630?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7277196840079874630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7277196840079874630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7277196840079874630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions.html' title='Questions...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4882887136997611480</id><published>2010-03-15T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:30:21.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>...I'd rather throw a fit than fit in,force my way into success create new roads where there are dead ends.climbing ladders that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;never ending&lt;/span&gt;, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stopping&lt;/span&gt; make new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beginnings&lt;/span&gt;. no slowing down I stay sprinting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;b/c&lt;/span&gt; that finish line is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; closer I feel it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4882887136997611480?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4882887136997611480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4882887136997611480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4882887136997611480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/03/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7419109478385929496</id><published>2010-02-24T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:31:07.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;Myself and Vito &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colaborated&lt;/span&gt;! This is one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt;! I did this live at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; open mic venue in Chapel hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;..my hunger attracts places where beauty lies, that is where i choose to dine (k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;hankering for beauty in a hideous world, paintings hangs loosely, cryptic mysterious girl...(v)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;statemnts&lt;/span&gt; in my history like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mona&lt;/span&gt; Lisa,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;suttle&lt;/span&gt; yet intense an oxymoron in the flesh,devoured her beauty, still feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not done yet...life is great but shes as good as it gets... (k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she pairs w/ love like peace, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pioneerd&lt;/span&gt; peace like prayer, postponed passion for power and poignant pagan plagued poetry..(v)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is what humans are to the earth,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;eargerly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;easeled&lt;/span&gt;,an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;evolutionized&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;embodyment&lt;/span&gt; of enlightenment,easily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ebriated&lt;/span&gt; yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;efficiant&lt;/span&gt; this massive being i so selfishly choose to feast on is but a mere facet in my collection.... of time,Her mind is where i choose to dine...(k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sold her soul for gold and surrendered sadistic smiles for style and selfishly seductive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;spondaic&lt;/span&gt; soliloquies.. (v)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and forged signatures on my heart and flesh,forcing my fears to take flight with fate, praising her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;forgettin&lt;/span&gt; my faith was my mistake (k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear like fog found its way into angry pits of empty hearts, as leaking clouds hang hollow atop somber souls, love like rain...rain penetrates pondering pores of us (v)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she turned my hail like heart into puddles which iced over with time.had me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt; the power to weather the storms was hers not mine...(k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she showers the sweetest sour soliloquies, passionate poetry pours peace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;proceedingly&lt;/span&gt;, while I find faith and fear wanders &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fleeding&lt;/span&gt; me.. (v)&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/1537483732637462624-7419109478385929496?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7419109478385929496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7419109478385929496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7419109478385929496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/woman.html' title='Woman...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-6302468460838356555</id><published>2010-02-24T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:31:49.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Screw..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S4VlLftiEMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jpJUFVWP3uo/s1600-h/IMG01518-20100212-2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S4VlLftiEMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jpJUFVWP3uo/s320/IMG01518-20100212-2108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441866972912554178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the fear in her eyes because shes the type of woman that's used to a disguise.&lt;div&gt;So I took my mask off this isn't a masquerade, I might ball on an occasion but not on the first date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She smiled gave a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; wink,I dig that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Trying&lt;/span&gt; to read my thoughts and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; to herself "I wonder how long I gotta wait to get that?"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made her wait because i have a point to prove,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from her body language I could tell shes not the type to make first moves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I want to dance with her first to see if she has rhythm, and I want her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to work for the panties before she gets in em'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets just chill and move slow I'm sure we have time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I get to her body I wanna fuck her mind. ;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&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/1537483732637462624-6302468460838356555?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/6302468460838356555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/brain-screw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6302468460838356555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/6302468460838356555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/brain-screw.html' title='Brain Screw..'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S4VlLftiEMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jpJUFVWP3uo/s72-c/IMG01518-20100212-2108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4919921777955954755</id><published>2010-02-24T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:32:12.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain and Pleasure of Writing ...freestyle poem I did on twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px;font-family:'Lucida Grande',sans-serif;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Tears dried pushed the heartache and hardship aside found the point of no return and hid that shit so I could never relive those moments.I could never say "that's it!" that's why I have my guard up.this is why I rather lust than love..but after I faced my fears I just can't get enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; the world no Viagra needed n to the paper I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loveAnd&lt;/span&gt; that paper come hard so I'm always satisfied pens n pencil be my main bitch they always down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;writeN&lt;/span&gt; if I run out of led or my pen start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actin&lt;/span&gt; up I finger fuck the black berry make her say words I never heard of...So u see in the end pain and pleasure are one get out ya extra note books Kris about to come...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4919921777955954755?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4919921777955954755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/pain-and-pleasure-of-writing-freestyle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4919921777955954755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4919921777955954755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/pain-and-pleasure-of-writing-freestyle.html' title='Pain and Pleasure of Writing ...freestyle poem I did on twitter'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-8239628660531378935</id><published>2010-02-06T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:32:53.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsticles to the throne....</title><content type='html'>Failure to communicate with the people in the world but still life is great&lt;br /&gt;I'm so spoiled thought my dreams &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have expiration dates.&lt;br /&gt;Grind harder than the rest but soft &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;b/c&lt;/span&gt; whats in my chest&lt;br /&gt;going through it&lt;br /&gt;through it&lt;br /&gt;Work hard for the paper and easily burn through all that shit&lt;br /&gt;Fire in my heart to reach my dreams &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why my torch stay lit.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare my throne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;b/c&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; about to sprint to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to it&lt;br /&gt;to it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-8239628660531378935?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/8239628660531378935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsticles-to-throne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8239628660531378935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/8239628660531378935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsticles-to-throne.html' title='Obsticles to the throne....'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4538539596847544600</id><published>2010-01-31T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:33:28.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liiiifffeeee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2Z_LWBDJEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2Yun39UDmE0/s1600-h/IMG01335-20100128-2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2Z_LWBDJEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2Yun39UDmE0/s320/IMG01335-20100128-2253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433169833334350914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; been no crystal stair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't matter b/c with eyes wide shut you couldn't see up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder if that stair leads to glass ceilings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wouldn't it hurt your knees if you were kneeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praying for a better life than you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; no crystal stair...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gd&lt;/span&gt;-damn I'm glad...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4538539596847544600?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4538539596847544600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/liiiifffeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4538539596847544600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4538539596847544600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/liiiifffeeee.html' title='Liiiifffeeee...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2Z_LWBDJEI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2Yun39UDmE0/s72-c/IMG01335-20100128-2253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-464286727310873874</id><published>2010-01-28T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:30:21.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Rose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2J_ifMgVEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8aAywMXGSWU/s1600-h/IMG01352-20100128-2307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2J_ifMgVEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8aAywMXGSWU/s320/IMG01352-20100128-2307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432044331028468802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type of person that doesn't believe in fairy-tales&lt;br /&gt;my stories always end in heartaches and farewells&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-464286727310873874?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/464286727310873874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/black-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/464286727310873874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/464286727310873874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/black-rose.html' title='Black Rose...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2J_ifMgVEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8aAywMXGSWU/s72-c/IMG01352-20100128-2307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-951431644314210659</id><published>2010-01-27T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:33:54.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2Ctz0JnpeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a0_R27VZKGk/s1600-h/IMG01271-20100127-1256%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2Ctz0JnpeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a0_R27VZKGk/s320/IMG01271-20100127-1256%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431532256292742626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yal&lt;/span&gt; ready for my deep thoughts...I know I'm a leader I always do simple things like stand up when a movie is over...clap...when I'm w/ my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; peeps we all might be hungry but I'm always the first to eat...Either I'm a leader or a control freak...or both might even give myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Heimlich when I'm about to choke...always stay one step ahead of the dudes,take their girl n treat her like food and return her to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; like brand new...such a control freak maybe I need help ...sometimes I get ahead of myself...the end...lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-951431644314210659?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/951431644314210659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/951431644314210659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/951431644314210659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts ...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2Ctz0JnpeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a0_R27VZKGk/s72-c/IMG01271-20100127-1256%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-4284458128926632076</id><published>2010-01-27T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:59:24.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont speak into existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2B-iGcueTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GUYrdIYbU7c/s1600-h/IMG01151-20100123-1852%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2B-iGcueTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GUYrdIYbU7c/s320/IMG01151-20100123-1852%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431480274920569138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are better left unsaid...I agree!&lt;br /&gt;To state that I ever had you would make it a reality.&lt;br /&gt;And I choose to forget certain things.&lt;br /&gt;being you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to give what we had meaning&lt;br /&gt;because we're through.&lt;br /&gt;So I will go without words spoken&lt;br /&gt;speaking to you into existence would mean you meant something to me&lt;br /&gt;Which would contradict my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Ive convinced myself that it was all a horrible dream&lt;br /&gt;who knew&lt;br /&gt;That this would ever come to be&lt;br /&gt;its true&lt;br /&gt;that you are not worthy of my speech&lt;br /&gt;You blew&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that ever happened to WE&lt;br /&gt;So its better left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to revive a part of me that's dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-4284458128926632076?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/4284458128926632076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-speak-into-existence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4284458128926632076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/4284458128926632076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-speak-into-existence.html' title='Dont speak into existence'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S2B-iGcueTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GUYrdIYbU7c/s72-c/IMG01151-20100123-1852%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-7892192472239774216</id><published>2010-01-24T20:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:34:34.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashing lights....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S10epB_wQhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7SqznAUA19g/s1600-h/17852_1244180069980_1393710421_30715547_7230046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S10epB_wQhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7SqznAUA19g/s320/17852_1244180069980_1393710421_30715547_7230046_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430530415937995282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to go too deep with this poem b/c I hate resurfacing emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashing lights blinding me I cant see truths&lt;br /&gt;built up these walls now I cant see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put my mask on quickly to disguise this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; about to ball is this a masquerade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears dancing down  my check&lt;br /&gt;I cant stomach this pain I'm too weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be strong up until I met you&lt;br /&gt;built up courage and walls then you plummeted through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel like saying much more right now I'm getting too emotional...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-7892192472239774216?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/7892192472239774216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/flashing-lights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7892192472239774216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/7892192472239774216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/flashing-lights.html' title='Flashing lights....'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S10epB_wQhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7SqznAUA19g/s72-c/17852_1244180069980_1393710421_30715547_7230046_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-693144349884330482</id><published>2010-01-23T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:34:52.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Kush A-Lot ...errrerrreee *turn table scratchin sounds* lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1sT2oGmYtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JczhLNSMpbw/s1600-h/IMG00292-20091206-2142%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1sT2oGmYtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JczhLNSMpbw/s320/IMG00292-20091206-2142%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429955604924228306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kush&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kush&lt;/span&gt; wrap, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout to roll this bitch up real real fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No papers no dutches,we off that.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bongs or pipes that's all disrespect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Need the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kush&lt;/span&gt; wrap to soak up the saliva when my lips get wet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth watered when i got a whiff after I opened up that bag.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris about to chief like this is her last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pass it to the left always take 4 hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words like loud cant describe this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; touch my L,if u didn't put 5 on it....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had a dream and i was inspired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-693144349884330482?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/693144349884330482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/sir-kush-lot-errrerrreee-turn-table.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/693144349884330482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/693144349884330482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/sir-kush-lot-errrerrreee-turn-table.html' title='Sir Kush A-Lot ...errrerrreee *turn table scratchin sounds* lol'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1sT2oGmYtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JczhLNSMpbw/s72-c/IMG00292-20091206-2142%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1168025948809968980</id><published>2010-01-22T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:35:10.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool K.D...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1sWLsMF04I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OtIuTuPCK0c/s1600-h/n1393710421_30327656_256947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1sWLsMF04I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OtIuTuPCK0c/s320/n1393710421_30327656_256947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429958165821510530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; cool...I hate school...I guess that makes me a cool ass fool...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1168025948809968980?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1168025948809968980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1168025948809968980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1168025948809968980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmmm.html' title='Cool K.D...'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1sWLsMF04I/AAAAAAAAAEg/OtIuTuPCK0c/s72-c/n1393710421_30327656_256947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-196293703487616673</id><published>2010-01-21T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:35:30.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so happily ever after...lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1kQHL95o3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1jmqfluBIrc/s1600-h/11033_1198581570046_1393710421_30624215_2743229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1kQHL95o3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1jmqfluBIrc/s320/11033_1198581570046_1393710421_30624215_2743229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429388541429392242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen all I wanna tell you a story about love!&lt;br /&gt;About a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; girl who gave too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fought off beast and wicked witches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gestures&lt;/span&gt; and servitude, clown type bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for the a queen who was never pleased&lt;br /&gt;The little girl could never fulfill her needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short the queen is now dead!&lt;br /&gt;Off with her heart before her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is never give too much&lt;br /&gt;b/c to those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really love you it will never be enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got angry so I just wrote the first thing that came to mind...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-196293703487616673?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/196293703487616673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-so-happily-ever-afterlol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/196293703487616673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/196293703487616673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-so-happily-ever-afterlol.html' title='Not so happily ever after...lol'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1kQHL95o3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1jmqfluBIrc/s72-c/11033_1198581570046_1393710421_30624215_2743229_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-3989887859323032073</id><published>2010-01-21T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:17:13.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poète Maudit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jt3bX7IeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5UEBxG-eNUw/s1600-h/IMG00999-20100115-1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jt3bX7IeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5UEBxG-eNUw/s320/IMG00999-20100115-1618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429350887291822562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definition: A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;poète maudit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;i&gt;accursed poet&lt;/i&gt;) is a poet living a life outside or against society. Abuse of drugs and alcohol, insanity, crime, violence, and in general any societal sin, often resulting in an early death are typical elements of the biography of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;poète maudit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fuck you, you and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And fuck those who u associate with too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Back sliders your too forward and I cant bend backwards to please the whole group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Glutinous freak, I'm not feeding you any lies, you'd eat them up and mistake them for truths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I walk alone my shadows accompany me, you still alone even with the wretched company you keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Throw salt in my game but y'all still can't sea me....lo&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were some random thoughts in my head at the moment I might be back later with more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-3989887859323032073?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3989887859323032073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/poete-maudit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3989887859323032073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/3989887859323032073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2010/01/poete-maudit.html' title='Poète Maudit'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jt3bX7IeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5UEBxG-eNUw/s72-c/IMG00999-20100115-1618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-1055442629583202210</id><published>2009-07-06T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:44:27.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell everyone that you know....HA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SlKN_vupXcI/AAAAAAAAACE/UQaQTRFdzS8/s1600-h/kz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355499033180331458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SlKN_vupXcI/AAAAAAAAACE/UQaQTRFdzS8/s320/kz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to write....so i guess i will post a poem that describes a portion of whats been on my mind since my last blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of the pain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue to speak your name &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if my heart wasnt trying to discard memories of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in a state of oblivion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even the residual wounds on your heart could restore my being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet in my world u reign supreme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never running across my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You remain still and become my reality as my lucidity is diminished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my only reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the air i breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the blood running through my veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my state of mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnyyyywhoooooo....Had a blast this weekend went clubbing Thursday line was long, but i don't wait in lines so it was nothing... it was hot as hell but I had fun. The pic was taken b4 I went in the club me and my friend Ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY FOR ATL this weekend Friday Club Miami, we are in there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-1055442629583202210?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1055442629583202210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-what-to-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1055442629583202210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/1055442629583202210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-know-what-to-write.html' title='Tell everyone that you know....HA!'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SlKN_vupXcI/AAAAAAAAACE/UQaQTRFdzS8/s72-c/kz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-2814985469982361511</id><published>2009-06-08T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:49:39.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Poem,I was inspired. Update on my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/Si1p72PPgeI/AAAAAAAAABY/vQpgycg7_o8/s1600-h/tat3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345044809651290594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/Si1p72PPgeI/AAAAAAAAABY/vQpgycg7_o8/s320/tat3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said "Fuck this"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you broke my heart when I trusted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;your word, the lie you threw I couldn't dodge it or duck it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now like your word you go away and pour alcohol on my wound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and cuts you inflicted I withstood and consumed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my heart for others you devoured that space&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then walked away and ran off with it you picked up &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left me there empty handed confused and misplaced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i say "Fuck you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant believe I thought you were true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;any chance for me to open up my heart you blew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything that was blinded by my love I now see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you took the only thing  what was so dear to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You took my heart and then devoured my ETERNALLY ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just something I just wrote b/c I still cant believe I was fucked as hard as I was. Ive made mistakes and I have fucked a few people over but I have never done the shit the has been done to me. How could someone be sold cold hearted. Who knows? I don't, and I don't even really want to know. Truth Hurts. But I moved on...right...shit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;...I am so afraid to love her now too many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unhealed&lt;/span&gt; wounds,I thought shit was good and I put things n the past I shed not one tear in 2 weeks, now the shit wont stop.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; what to do....I wish i could love her, she deserves it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a good note i helped my friend throw her girlfriend a surprise &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; party, its was fun...i was gone for the most part &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; this whole weekend has been interesting. I was at the strip club 3 days in a row...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;houstenlatavegas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; I love my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1537483732637462624-2814985469982361511?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2814985469982361511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-poemi-was-inspired-update-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2814985469982361511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/2814985469982361511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-poemi-was-inspired-update-on-my.html' title='Random Poem,I was inspired. Update on my Life'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/Si1p72PPgeI/AAAAAAAAABY/vQpgycg7_o8/s72-c/tat3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-5744361952166324147</id><published>2009-06-05T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:40:54.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is but a DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SilKjFb3R-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ai6vToq33jk/s1600-h/n1393710421_30409775_437282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343884399466727394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SilKjFb3R-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ai6vToq33jk/s320/n1393710421_30409775_437282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I finally got the pics from my Dream Models shoot. I had so much fun with the girls and the pictures came out great! I am so in love with them!! On another note I am sooooo in love with my life. I no longer feel like a prisoner in my own mind now that i let a few things and a few ppl go I feel free. Al thought my heart is still holding on to a little fragment and although sometimes i check my wrist hoping to see eternally again, i know its time to let it all go and things are gonna be just fine afterwards. Its all about evolution and enjoying life and its moments. I'm done with the facebook drama and the shit talking text messages I'm too old for that shit now. I'm happy i got everything out and i got out of an unhealthy situation. Never let anyone come between you and a DREAM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm out pppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-KrisTheGreat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1537483732637462624-5744361952166324147?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5744361952166324147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-but-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5744361952166324147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/5744361952166324147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-but-dream.html' title='Life is but a DREAM'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SilKjFb3R-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ai6vToq33jk/s72-c/n1393710421_30409775_437282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-413937446299286209</id><published>2009-05-30T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:23:11.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SkqQSn7lP9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/VUSZ_67p7PQ/s1600-h/krissyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353249756714188754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SkqQSn7lP9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/VUSZ_67p7PQ/s320/krissyyy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soooo recently I have been feeling myself a bit. I've never been the type to call myself cute badd or sexy but lately I have been feeling that way. Considering the circumstances I should feel ugly and depressed but I don't. After getting dumped only to be replaced by a "Common" chick i realised that some people cant handle someone such as myself lol lol I've been dumped so many times and left for someone with lower standards that i started to think that maybe with my good looks come a bad person, but then i realized the problem isn't me!! Maybe i just attract losers! I'm an independent woman now with beauty brains and class and maybe i should stop dating below my standards. Tomorrow is never promised so i cant continue sitting around being sad over someone who would rather sacrifice our love to feed her curiosity. I used to think i couldn't live without her but now i don't see how i ever lived with her lol Come on now...look at me...i can do better! lol Ladies watch out...I'M BACK!!!! lol &lt;/strong&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/1537483732637462624-413937446299286209?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/413937446299286209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/413937446299286209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/413937446299286209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-myself.html' title='Feeling Myself'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SkqQSn7lP9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/VUSZ_67p7PQ/s72-c/krissyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1537483732637462624.post-521451269714911361</id><published>2009-05-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:53:48.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'>VirginBlogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SiCDfeu3R_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8NU7F7IAqzA/s1600-h/kk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341413734910216178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SiCDfeu3R_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8NU7F7IAqzA/s320/kk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sooooo this is my first real Bloggggg!!! yeyyy me!!! I created this b/c I get bored and I need somewhere to vent my frustrations at the beginning and end of the day. So welcome everyone I hope you find amusement in my crazy life! And to the haters I hope u got the information that you stalked my page for!! *muahz* PLASTIC!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm OUT&lt;/strong&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/1537483732637462624-521451269714911361?l=kayarheyeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/feeds/521451269714911361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/05/virginblogger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/521451269714911361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1537483732637462624/posts/default/521451269714911361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayarheyeess.blogspot.com/2009/05/virginblogger.html' title='VirginBlogger'/><author><name>Poète Maudit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479407942881557062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/S1jiRX_lVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/gd0fP4h_xCE/S220/n1393710421_30323606_5994750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e203DbliWoo/SiCDfeu3R_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8NU7F7IAqzA/s72-c/kk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
