<?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-8814317726584964301</id><updated>2011-09-07T08:46:19.188-07:00</updated><category term='Veils'/><category term='Hang Me High'/><category term='Shovels are for burying people.'/><category term='Pain'/><category term='Ghosts of the Past'/><title type='text'>My Furtive.</title><subtitle type='html'>Secrets Left Open For Everyone To See. My Passion Is Now On A Wall.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>buang69</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03881882137316125625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8814317726584964301.post-3400045010437250655</id><published>2009-07-13T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:45:43.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghosts of the Past'/><title type='text'>SHE, The Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Night Whispers With It's Cold Lips&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Of Frigid Words. &lt;br /&gt;My Ears So Surprised&lt;br /&gt;My Eyes Awakened With Chills.&lt;br /&gt;But I've Forgotten The Season To Mourn For Them Who Left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Kisses My Ears, Licking It Wet&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Believe She Came Back As A Ghost, Unnamed&lt;br /&gt;I Thought The Last Thing You Ever Wanted To Do Before Leaving Me Forsaken, Was To Break Me From Within&lt;br /&gt;Yet You Are Now Here&lt;br /&gt;With A Haunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Hollow Form Presents It's Naked Presence In Lifelessness&lt;br /&gt;Before Me Her Faceless Entity Absorbs Me,&lt;br /&gt;These Demons From My Past Are Raping Me In My Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And If Love Is Real Then This Must Be It, &lt;br /&gt;Romancing Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8814317726584964301-3400045010437250655?l=buang69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/feeds/3400045010437250655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/3400045010437250655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/3400045010437250655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-night.html' title='SHE, The Night...'/><author><name>buang69</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03881882137316125625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8814317726584964301.post-8925849703974969228</id><published>2009-04-13T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:35:38.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hang Me High'/><title type='text'>I Am My Own Judge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;My Sins Had Brought Me Great Pleasures&lt;br /&gt;We Are One And The Same&lt;br /&gt;Deceit Was In My Fu__in' Lips&lt;br /&gt;With A Smile,&lt;br /&gt;So I Knew You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Are We&lt;br /&gt;Before Each Other?&lt;br /&gt;We Are The Embodiment&lt;br /&gt;Of Everything That Is Sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection Will Come &lt;br /&gt;To A Hanging End&lt;br /&gt;Never A Cut Apart From Each Other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Is A Rope&lt;br /&gt;Strongly Held High&lt;br /&gt;He Grins For Our Last Breath&lt;br /&gt;And His Ravens Await Our Decay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Stand In His Ill Judgmental Gallows&lt;br /&gt;I Step Across His Line, Then Redemption Shall Be In His Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness Will Be&lt;br /&gt;Far Beyond My &lt;br /&gt;Inhales, Exhales&lt;br /&gt;Let's Kill Ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;This Guilty Blood &lt;br /&gt;Was Never Too Young&lt;br /&gt;To Be Reaped&lt;br /&gt;By His Own Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Great Man Of His Time&lt;br /&gt;Is He Who Expresses The Will Of His Time;&lt;br /&gt;Who Tells His Time What It Wills,&lt;br /&gt;And Who Carries It Out"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8814317726584964301-8925849703974969228?l=buang69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/feeds/8925849703974969228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-sins-had-brought-me-great-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/8925849703974969228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/8925849703974969228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-sins-had-brought-me-great-pleasures.html' title='I Am My Own Judge.'/><author><name>buang69</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03881882137316125625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8814317726584964301.post-2618689142865066968</id><published>2009-03-24T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:41:31.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><title type='text'>Make Up Artist No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sweet Cover Up For Her Bitter Failures,&lt;br /&gt;Was Just The Thing To Make Imperfections So Perfect Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Does Your Face Melt...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I Graze My Hand&lt;br /&gt;It's Such A Mess Beneath Your Mascara&lt;br /&gt;You Wished I Wouldn't Be Able To See Right Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stitches Are Breaking Up Again&lt;br /&gt;Loosening The Wounds To Unrecognizable Parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Pretty...&lt;br /&gt;Ugly When All The Cosmetics Start To Wear Out&lt;br /&gt;Cracks Of Flesh Revealing A Profound Seepage Of Despair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Had Enough Of This&lt;br /&gt;No Retouch Will Save You Now&lt;br /&gt;It's Time I End Your Suffering &lt;br /&gt;And All Your Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How About A Complete Facial Disfiguration&lt;br /&gt;And I Cut Open Your Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now It All Looks Like A Puzzle&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;THE SCATTERED PIECES OF YOUR FACE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8814317726584964301-2618689142865066968?l=buang69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/feeds/2618689142865066968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-up-artist-no-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/2618689142865066968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/2618689142865066968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-up-artist-no-more.html' title='Make Up Artist No More'/><author><name>buang69</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03881882137316125625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8814317726584964301.post-9024341363189386351</id><published>2009-03-18T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:40:36.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><title type='text'>The Dancers Grim</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;I will bring you there... &lt;br /&gt;where the air kills us all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will be&lt;br /&gt;much better for us then,&lt;br /&gt;home it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared of this&lt;br /&gt;sweet end coming,&lt;br /&gt;engaged everything with this seclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dance through frigid air,&lt;br /&gt;without sways,&lt;br /&gt;without steps,&lt;br /&gt;without a trace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dreamt of forever, &lt;br /&gt;you and I&lt;br /&gt;...not a story of cliches&lt;br /&gt;and vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, hear me,&lt;br /&gt;how long will you dance with me lifelessly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come alive,&lt;br /&gt;listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;you're killing me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nails are almost&lt;br /&gt;tearing up your fragile skin,&lt;br /&gt;decaying in my arms&lt;br /&gt;is my princess in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the tomb,&lt;br /&gt;we'll wait no more,&lt;br /&gt;no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring the light together with your motionless corpse &lt;br /&gt;to where it all dies again&lt;br /&gt;...where darkness devours everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid to rest beside me will be my love,&lt;br /&gt;undone&lt;br /&gt;...breathless but still whispering my name.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8814317726584964301-9024341363189386351?l=buang69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/feeds/9024341363189386351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/03/dancers-grim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/9024341363189386351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/9024341363189386351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/03/dancers-grim.html' title='The Dancers Grim'/><author><name>buang69</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03881882137316125625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8814317726584964301.post-2741396137257983332</id><published>2009-03-10T05:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:23:06.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shovels are for burying people.'/><title type='text'>She Dug. Then I Buried Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Amidst Her Dying Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Is A View Of How This Is Going To Be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Hole Will Be Most Faithful To You,&lt;br /&gt;That Betrayal Dug A Grave For You.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Wounded Hands Shall Bury You Deep Without Remorse&lt;br /&gt;Naked You Lay Where Screaming Never Helps&lt;br /&gt;You Know This Wont Hurt,&lt;br /&gt;But This Will Surely Suffocate You Unto Your Last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat The Dirt That Owns You As It Swallows You Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Smile As The Ugliest Of Faces Is Devoured To Nothingness,&lt;br /&gt;An Existence Will Be Eaten Into The Abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Long Could She Hold Her Breath&lt;br /&gt;And Open Her Eyes To Only See The Pitch Black Grave She Unforeseeingly Fell Into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Wont Be Long Till This Traitor's Lungs Is Blown,&lt;br /&gt;Then She'll Realize What Everything Turned Out To Be&lt;br /&gt;.. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Were Both Mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;Yet Your Lies Dug A Home For You.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8814317726584964301-2741396137257983332?l=buang69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/feeds/2741396137257983332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/03/amidst-her-dying-eyes-is-view-of-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/2741396137257983332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8814317726584964301/posts/default/2741396137257983332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buang69.blogspot.com/2009/03/amidst-her-dying-eyes-is-view-of-how.html' title='She Dug. 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