<?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-6203434195142391786</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:49:05.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a poet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephy.....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13856374638380229531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-457658146479395286</id><published>2009-02-28T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:51:28.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, standing at the end there</title><content type='html'>Dark, red streets stretch wide ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Is my eyes playing tricks with me,&lt;br /&gt;How can it be that this is happening,&lt;br /&gt;Because I can see you there at the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky goes blacker than ever,&lt;br /&gt;as if it will stay like this forever,&lt;br /&gt;Will the brightness glow in this black,black sky,&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to see clearer,&lt;br /&gt;You standing there at the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However my eyes are closing on me,&lt;br /&gt;I force them to stay open,&lt;br /&gt;Please just a while longer,&lt;br /&gt;Because you are still watching me,&lt;br /&gt;You standing there at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-457658146479395286?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/457658146479395286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-standing-at-end-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/457658146479395286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/457658146479395286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-standing-at-end-there.html' title='You, standing at the end there'/><author><name>Stephy.....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13856374638380229531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-1402808770185032342</id><published>2009-02-28T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:26:17.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The sky so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Will today be another good day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WIll you spend the day with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Such a wonderful day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The blue birds are flying in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The big and blue sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As wide as my arms can stretch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I want to hug that blue piece of rug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today might be the best day ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Will you hold my hand and walk with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We shan't waste this day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's going to be one of those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The days where we will reminiscence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;When we grow white hair and wrinkles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Where our wrinkled hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Will still hold firm together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-1402808770185032342?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1402808770185032342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/sky-so-bright-will-today-be-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/1402808770185032342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/1402808770185032342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/sky-so-bright-will-today-be-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephy.....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13856374638380229531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-4205461138214345193</id><published>2009-02-06T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:20:06.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Undomestic Godess?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;used to live like a mice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Living in an underground civilization,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Scurrying all about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Every seconds not to waste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I see that big, fat, yellowy cheese ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It's close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It's what I should want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;After living this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But then one day I found out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A mice's life is not all about a lumpy piece of cheese,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's about something else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Without realising,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm fragile and worn inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What for am I acting all tough and strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;When you had offered your shoulder for me to lie on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm a broken vase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yet you patched me for good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The cracks could barely show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm as good as new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Forget being a mice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll be what I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You're not gonna use me, Guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I've caught your witty scheme, Arnold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thanks, Nat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Because of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I realised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I wanted to be a domestic godess....with law graduate certs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THis is inspired by Sophie kinsella's Undomestic godess. I had just finished reading. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-4205461138214345193?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4205461138214345193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/undomestic-godess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/4205461138214345193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/4205461138214345193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/undomestic-godess.html' title='The Undomestic Godess?!'/><author><name>Stephy.....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13856374638380229531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-5038695585267360324</id><published>2009-01-30T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:40:10.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masquerade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SYK8cLv6DRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eOro_hLHkzU/s1600-h/Masquerade.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297003304117210386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SYK8cLv6DRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eOro_hLHkzU/s320/Masquerade.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Nobody knows it but me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Funny how it turns out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I'm the last to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;This awful feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I'll keep it to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Nobody cares, nobody wants to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Let's keep it that way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's all for the better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Let's keep pretending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We are living what we are potraying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We will morph into what we are pretending&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Let's keep wearing disguises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And walk along the path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Where everyone is also putting on their masks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Because in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Everyone is trying to be what they want to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;They wear a masks everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Until they lose their original faces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Until the masks is what they depend on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;That is what the world is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Filled with people who has lost their faces.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay! Maybe I can include a pic everytime I write a poem to give a bit more of that feeling. Hmm...&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-5038695585267360324?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5038695585267360324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/nobody-knows-it-but-me-funny-how-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/5038695585267360324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/5038695585267360324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/nobody-knows-it-but-me-funny-how-it.html' title='Masquerade'/><author><name>Stephy.....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13856374638380229531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SYK8cLv6DRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eOro_hLHkzU/s72-c/Masquerade.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-7579856786820071036</id><published>2009-01-30T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:24:00.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It's old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It's new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It's nostalgic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It's plain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It's heart-warming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's unseen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's like a gift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's like a curse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It makes us laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It makes us look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It makes us cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It makes us feel brand new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It makes us feel tarnished,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It makes us taste both sweet and sour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's invinsible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Everyone has seen it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;At least once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;In their whole lifetime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And will never forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;How it looks like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When they have felt it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-7579856786820071036?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7579856786820071036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-old-its-new-its-nostalgic-its-plain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/7579856786820071036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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on you,&lt;br /&gt;And you think you know love for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;You are the most famous playboy,&lt;br /&gt;Yet no girl can hold back on you,&lt;br /&gt;You act like you are all cool,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end you’re just a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Oh, do you realise this time,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been played with,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do you realize this time,&lt;br /&gt;She had made you fall for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So now, you’re chasing her,&lt;br /&gt;Putting 100% more effort than other girls,&lt;br /&gt;She’s hard lass,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta admit,&lt;br /&gt;But will you admit yourself?&lt;br /&gt;That she’s made you run about,&lt;br /&gt;Like you never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;But you really loved it,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how she laughs at you,&lt;br /&gt;You laugh along with her,&lt;br /&gt;What is that thing?&lt;br /&gt;That makes you laugh like a silly boy,&lt;br /&gt;That makes you jumpy when you see her,&lt;br /&gt;Like she’s triggered something in you,&lt;br /&gt;Well, as a matter of fact, boy,&lt;br /&gt;It’s a simple thing called love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-6857471159153532460?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6857471159153532460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/simple-thing-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/6857471159153532460'/><link 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mazes in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Everything seems to just flash by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Memories of you and me entangled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Everything is lost but I'm going find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;You turned your back on me that fateful day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I won't cry because I still keep you in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Who cares if you don't love me anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I'll follow you with my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Your voice became the source my heart keeps beating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Your words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Are why I still continue life in a determined will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It doesn't matter if you feel nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'll just be your shadow that you won't even notice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'll keep hunting those lost fragments of us together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'll show you the best of my days were with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; I can never love anyone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Because I left my heart in front of the doorsteps of your heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-4599999787832654501?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-8606814977910321522</id><published>2009-01-24T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:11:54.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be only a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;There’s always a little guilt in me,&lt;br /&gt;For some things that happened,&lt;br /&gt;Never realized what I’ve done,&lt;br /&gt;Till I found out it hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Never thought I would’ve done that,&lt;br /&gt;At that moment I was being selfish,&lt;br /&gt;Never knew what you were feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ I didn’t turn back to see you sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;Time doesn’t turn back,&lt;br /&gt;It keeps goin’ on,&lt;br /&gt;Wish I never did that,&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hope you would forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ now I know how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I truly regret….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Day by day,&lt;br /&gt;It hurts more,&lt;br /&gt;Why did I left you at first,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you,&lt;br /&gt;In a life so new,&lt;br /&gt;While I’m still here stranded,&lt;br /&gt;Locked this love that I care so much,&lt;br /&gt;The guilt just doesn’t disappear,&lt;br /&gt;I’m still stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinging on our past,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t forget,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t apologize to you,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me again please,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it’s okay,&lt;br /&gt;Just want to feel you again,&lt;br /&gt;To know it’s the same,&lt;br /&gt;It never change,&lt;br /&gt;I never left,&lt;br /&gt;It’s all just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I’ll wake up to find you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, let that be true.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-8606814977910321522?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8606814977910321522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-be-only-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/8606814977910321522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203434195142391786/posts/default/8606814977910321522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-be-only-dream.html' title='Let it be only a dream'/><author><name>Stephy.....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13856374638380229531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k46j-pXGt5M/SUTBnwIAWRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/aFek25-ZflA/S220/DSC01442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203434195142391786.post-7807779865559362201</id><published>2009-01-24T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:08:11.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it remain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;There’s so much want to say to you,&lt;br /&gt;But will I get the chance?&lt;br /&gt;It seems like you are fading,&lt;br /&gt;From my sight,&lt;br /&gt;From my touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Will I ever get the chance to tell?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just shouldn’t&lt;br /&gt;This pain will go away perhaps&lt;br /&gt;I’ll endure it silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Seconds,&lt;br /&gt;To minutes,&lt;br /&gt;It seems long enough&lt;br /&gt;But time will pass,&lt;br /&gt;When will I finally lost it all?&lt;br /&gt;Will there be a light at the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I just want to know,&lt;br /&gt;After all this pain,&lt;br /&gt;What will come to me?&lt;br /&gt;I just want live like you,&lt;br /&gt;Share all the same as you,&lt;br /&gt;Talk and see like you,&lt;br /&gt;Play and cry I will,&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever see those days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Before I finally close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Come closer to me I said,&lt;br /&gt;Let me see and trace your face,&lt;br /&gt;Let me carve it in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Talk to me a little longer,&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear voice over and over,&lt;br /&gt;Talk about nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Just keep talking,&lt;br /&gt;Before your voice finally fades away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When all is lost,&lt;br /&gt;One will remain,&lt;br /&gt;That is the love from me to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203434195142391786-7807779865559362201?l=reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7807779865559362201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reality-is-merely-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-remain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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