<?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-13128599</id><updated>2011-09-30T13:53:36.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity</title><subtitle type='html'>Poetry and lyrics written by Erin Marie
 - poet, romantic, quasi-nerd.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-4563884938186621239</id><published>2011-04-25T09:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:34:07.207+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An Extraordinary Life</title><content type='html'>"Where will you be in five years time?"&lt;br /&gt;Is the cry of all with goal setting in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa, Nepal or maybe Peru&lt;br /&gt;Working with those less fortunate than you&lt;br /&gt;Women against who violence is so culturally ingrained&lt;br /&gt;That they can't ask for help, no matter how much pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India, Uganda or maybe Brazil&lt;br /&gt;Upholding human rights - the struggle's uphill&lt;br /&gt;Giving children a voice, yelling 'EXPLOIT THEM NO MORE!'&lt;br /&gt;As they pick tea and coffee and cocoa galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia maybe, Christmas Island as well&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for refugees going through hell&lt;br /&gt;Requiring their governments to uphold the law&lt;br /&gt;And persuading ours we can take many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outback Australia, perhaps Kakadu&lt;br /&gt;Learning from those forgotten by us too&lt;br /&gt;Understanding indigenous culture, the lie of the land&lt;br /&gt;So that self-determination and progress might stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my personal life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa, Nepal or maybe Peru&lt;br /&gt;With a baby or two&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;One strapped to my back, one hugging my thigh&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the world through their infant eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a man there as well&lt;br /&gt;Says he's my husband but I never can tell&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he's my de facto life partner declared in a Hindu commitment ceremony&lt;br /&gt;Or my soul mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks with me beside me behind me in front of me through it&lt;br /&gt;We are each whole people made stronger by being with the other&lt;br /&gt;He too wants to change the world&lt;br /&gt;He too wants his children to grow up as global citizens&lt;br /&gt;He too wants to grow old knowing he did what he could to better the planet, and not just himself&lt;br /&gt;He too understands the commitment&lt;br /&gt;To an extraordinary life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-4563884938186621239?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4563884938186621239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=4563884938186621239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/126595612015"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/126595612015" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-4936477729748565357?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4936477729748565357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=4936477729748565357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/4936477729748565357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/4936477729748565357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/please-stay.html' title='Please Stay...'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-2094519955898961484</id><published>2007-09-01T16:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:04:02.291+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You are mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(a new song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so ashamed yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't believe I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doing this again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You call me closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm walking faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't want to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leave me the hell alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walk beside me all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And as I cry I hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are my beautiful child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel you near now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But not here somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I won't go back now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've gone too far now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You ask too much now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm going to quit now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Walk beside me all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And as I cry I hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are my beautiful child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I don't know who I am right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you go before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And cry out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are my beautiful child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are my beautiful child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;evk&lt;br /&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-2094519955898961484?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-5960358248159476340</id><published>2007-03-19T18:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:27:20.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sit here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This room ever darkening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As the sun goes down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I probe the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The ebbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ever-present pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that is like a sore tooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or sprained ankle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;slow-bleeding wound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that just won't stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can see the beauty around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The pinks and mauves and blues of the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Matching the joy and awe inside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But in the still deep reaches of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look into that place in my soul and I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That picture of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just two weeks ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tears fall down my cheeks as I admit to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I want to be there again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That this will make us stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But all I can fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is that this is the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I reach into my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And lift up that place which holds you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hold it in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder where we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What did I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What didn't I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When was I ever not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And why do you think that I deserve this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turning it over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Letting the tears of mourning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fall upon it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I lift that place up to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;offering it to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;giving it to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pleading for Him to take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because I can't see for the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't feel for the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I can't hear for the sound of my weeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; for forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And as I imagine your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I cry again and just want to be there with you to share it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I always knew that you could hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I didn't think that you ever would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At least, not like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And yet, inside I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;that this is not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is not what you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what you ever could want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and that you're hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(amongst other things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because I am hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And so the sun sets over the hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Closer to you than it is to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though I can still see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The only light is the dim glow of my computer screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The pinks and mauves and blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;have faded to greys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the tears begin to dry on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The ever-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ever ebbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ever bleeding pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I know I will be okay.&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/13128599-5960358248159476340?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5960358248159476340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=5960358248159476340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/5960358248159476340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/5960358248159476340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2007/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled...'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-116226496673065575</id><published>2006-10-31T13:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:25:45.972+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nails, Blood and Sweat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Nails, blood and sweat&lt;br /&gt;They nailed you to a chunk of wood&lt;br /&gt;Removed your clothes and&lt;br /&gt;Humiliated you&lt;br /&gt;Humiliated you.&lt;br /&gt;They gambled for your worldly possessions&lt;br /&gt;A pair of sandals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Some pieces of cloth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Did your blood drip down on them?&lt;br /&gt;Did they curse you as you rained your life’s blood on them?&lt;br /&gt;Did they wipe it off, disgusted?&lt;br /&gt;Did they mutter for you to die quickly ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Get it over with.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Nails, blood and sweat&lt;br /&gt;They hoisted you for all to see&lt;br /&gt;A mocking sign above you&lt;br /&gt;The King of the Jews&lt;br /&gt;The King of the Jews&lt;br /&gt;They spat on you and insulted you&lt;br /&gt;‘Son of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Save Yourself!’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Did your tears drip down upon them?&lt;br /&gt;Were they spattered with the sorrow that you felt for them?&lt;br /&gt;Did they know them tears of pity?&lt;br /&gt;Or did they think them for yourself?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Nails, blood and sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You died.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;They pierced you with a spear&lt;br /&gt;Ensuring you dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Assuming victory.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Did you see my face before you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you see mankind stretched before you as you took us on your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;Did you love us to the last?&lt;br /&gt;Did you go to see your Father?&lt;br /&gt;Did you fall into his arms?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nails, blood and sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-116226496673065575?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/116226496673065575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=116226496673065575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/116226496673065575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/116226496673065575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/10/nails-blood-and-sweat.html' title='Nails, Blood and Sweat'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-113645724073556776</id><published>2006-01-05T20:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.718+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the least, the last, the lost...</title><content type='html'>Inspired by the Gospel of Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the least&lt;br /&gt;  the last&lt;br /&gt;  the lost&lt;br /&gt;Though I wear clothes of soft fabric and pretty hue&lt;br /&gt;  I am dressed in rags&lt;br /&gt;Though I appear healthy&lt;br /&gt;  I am truly unwell&lt;br /&gt;Though I seem happy&lt;br /&gt;  I am damaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the least&lt;br /&gt;  the last&lt;br /&gt;  the lost&lt;br /&gt;The least likely to suceed&lt;br /&gt;The last person to believe&lt;br /&gt;The lost sheep&lt;br /&gt;  Stranded&lt;br /&gt;  Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the least&lt;br /&gt;  the last&lt;br /&gt;  the lost&lt;br /&gt;Saved by grace&lt;br /&gt;Healed by His pain&lt;br /&gt;Loved in His name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the least&lt;br /&gt;  the last&lt;br /&gt;  the lost&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't have it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-113645724073556776?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113645724073556776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=113645724073556776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/113645724073556776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/113645724073556776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-least-last-lost.html' title='I am the least, the last, the lost...'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-113634075751991887</id><published>2006-01-04T12:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You Alone (the La La Song)</title><content type='html'>La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la -&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am down you pick me up&lt;br /&gt; When blind you help me see&lt;br /&gt;And even if I'm out of luck&lt;br /&gt; Your love will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not one in a million, you're the only one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  The only one for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't explain life without you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  You alone are the key&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your light shines in the darkest night&lt;br /&gt; You love eternally&lt;br /&gt;Injustice you alone make right&lt;br /&gt; And forgive so graciously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made the earth the stars the sun&lt;br /&gt; For us undeservingly&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus we can all be one&lt;br /&gt; So we sing thankfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not one in a million, you're the only one&lt;br /&gt; The only one for me&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain life without you Lord&lt;br /&gt; You alone are the key&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our God loved the world so much&lt;br /&gt; He gave his only son&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout it out to the world&lt;br /&gt; You alone are the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am down you pick me up&lt;br /&gt; When blind you help me see&lt;br /&gt;And even if I'm out of luck&lt;br /&gt; Your love will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la -&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-113634075751991887?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113634075751991887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=113634075751991887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/113634075751991887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/113634075751991887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-alone-la-la-song.html' title='You Alone (the La La Song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-113634039940751656</id><published>2006-01-04T12:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'>John 10:7-18 - The Shepherd and His Flock...</title><content type='html'>Or,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jesus' Love Song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never lie to you&lt;br /&gt;I am telling you the truth&lt;br /&gt;I am the gate that leads to new life&lt;br /&gt;Where others come to steal&lt;br /&gt;To destroy, hurt and kill&lt;br /&gt;Enter through me and you will never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Way, the Truth and the Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the good shepherd&lt;br /&gt;Giving evil just desserts&lt;br /&gt;Like lying in the gate, I lay down my life&lt;br /&gt;Where others run away&lt;br /&gt;I LIVE to fight another day&lt;br /&gt;My love a greater weapon than any gun or knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Way, the Truth and the Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will hear my voice calling&lt;br /&gt;As clearly as rain falling&lt;br /&gt;You will hear only me through my Father above&lt;br /&gt;My sheep in other pastures&lt;br /&gt;Will respond to my calling&lt;br /&gt;And I will nurture them with compassion and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Way, the Truth and the Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured in my promise&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happens happens by my choice&lt;br /&gt;So listen to the Father&lt;br /&gt;Hear always his commands&lt;br /&gt;Follow me, listen to the sound of my voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Way, the Truth and the Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-113634039940751656?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113634039940751656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=113634039940751656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/113634039940751656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/113634039940751656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/01/john-107-18-shepherd-and-his-flock.html' title='John 10:7-18 - The Shepherd and His Flock...'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111932009463866040</id><published>2006-01-04T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.325+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me... (a song)</title><content type='html'>You don't have to say anything&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to speak a word out loud&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're scared to begin&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you can't talk it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to speak my name&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to give your fears a voice&lt;br /&gt;We've come a long way to get here&lt;br /&gt;Now it all comes down to just one choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Slip your fingers into mine&lt;br /&gt;Give me just a little more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I know&lt;br /&gt;Is there's nothing that you&lt;br /&gt;Have to say&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me close until&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me still&lt;br /&gt;And show me that you feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to open up - it's fine&lt;br /&gt;There's no-one else who needs to know&lt;br /&gt;We can tell them later on sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to say a word&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;It's such a little thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what could happen if you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Slip your fingers into mine&lt;br /&gt;Give me just a little more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I know&lt;br /&gt;Is there's nothing that you&lt;br /&gt;Have to say&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me close until&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me still&lt;br /&gt;And show me that you feel this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111932009463866040?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111932009463866040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111932009463866040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111932009463866040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111932009463866040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2006/01/show-me-song.html' title='Show me... (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-112002217233219826</id><published>2005-06-29T15:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.422+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubt (a song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will it ever be&lt;br /&gt;How I imagined it to be&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;Together for eternity&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to make a difference&lt;br /&gt;In our cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;But now I see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was right&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were mine&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you'd loved me all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I see&lt;br /&gt;All things I want a man to be&lt;br /&gt;You are the key&lt;br /&gt;To loving independently&lt;br /&gt;While you walk alone in silence&lt;br /&gt;I am calling out your name&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you see&lt;br /&gt;You have all you want in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was right&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were mine&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you'd loved me all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would love me&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would hold me&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be together now&lt;br /&gt;I thought you liked&lt;br /&gt;I thought that we would try it&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it would work out some how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I see&lt;br /&gt;The way that things are going to be&lt;br /&gt;No life with me&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts unbelievably&lt;br /&gt;And I will struggle on without you&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when I will be loved&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you see&lt;br /&gt;That we are truly meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was right&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were mine&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you'd loved me all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was right&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were mine&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you'd loved me&lt;br /&gt;All along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2005 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-112002217233219826?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112002217233219826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=112002217233219826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/112002217233219826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/112002217233219826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/06/doubt-song.html' title='Doubt (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111810564327404924</id><published>2005-06-07T10:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.221+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Contagious (a song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every word that tumbles from our lips&lt;br /&gt;Every time our hands we raise&lt;br /&gt;Every time with dance with joy for You&lt;br /&gt;We do it in Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bow to You in worship&lt;br /&gt;We sing Your praise in song&lt;br /&gt;We clap our hands to honour You&lt;br /&gt;For in You we are strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are contagious&lt;br /&gt;Spreading joy that knows no bounds&lt;br /&gt;You make us catch the peace of you&lt;br /&gt;And share it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to be contagious&lt;br /&gt;We want to spread the word of love&lt;br /&gt;Tell the people of all ages&lt;br /&gt;That it comes from up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time our hearts are opened up&lt;br /&gt;Every time our eyes are wide&lt;br /&gt;Every time we hear You speak to us&lt;br /&gt;We know You are at our side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will honour you with worship&lt;br /&gt;With our hearts and minds&lt;br /&gt;We'll honour you with all we have&lt;br /&gt;With all our lives combined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are contagious&lt;br /&gt;Spreading joy that knows no bounds&lt;br /&gt;You make us catch the peace of You&lt;br /&gt;And share it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to be contagious&lt;br /&gt;We want to spread the word of love&lt;br /&gt;Tell the people of all ages&lt;br /&gt;That it comes from up above (x 2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the peace of You&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the joy of You&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the love of You&lt;br /&gt;In everything we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the peace of You&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the joy of You&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the love of You&lt;br /&gt;In every thing we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are contagious&lt;br /&gt;Spreading joy that knows no bounds&lt;br /&gt;You make us catch the peace of You&lt;br /&gt;And share it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to be contagious&lt;br /&gt;We want to spread the word of love&lt;br /&gt;Tell the people of all ages&lt;br /&gt;That it comes from up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the peace of You&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the joy of You&lt;br /&gt;Help us spread the love of You&lt;br /&gt;In everything we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2005 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111810564327404924?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111810564327404924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111810564327404924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111810564327404924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111810564327404924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/06/contagious-song.html' title='Contagious (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111741756501689557</id><published>2005-05-30T10:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:40.031+10:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;With your eyes that search my soul&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And make me want to fall&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;With your funny teasing ways&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you always know&lt;br /&gt;Just what it is to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way I make you weird&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm around&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you turn your head&lt;br /&gt;And face it towards the ground&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you never can&lt;br /&gt;Look my in the eye&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you walk away&lt;br /&gt;When I need to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I don't feel like&lt;br /&gt;I'm that important to you&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I like everything&lt;br /&gt;That it is you do&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you can make me feel&lt;br /&gt;So out of control&lt;br /&gt;I hate it that I need you&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I really hate the most&lt;br /&gt;Is the fact that I can't hate you&lt;br /&gt;Not even a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Not even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspired by &lt;a href="http://movieweb.com/movies/film.php?1237"&gt;10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;evk 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111741756501689557?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111741756501689557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111741756501689557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111741756501689557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111741756501689557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/13-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='13 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111715558490514939</id><published>2005-05-27T10:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Here For You (a song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;He's finding it hard&lt;br /&gt;Can't confide in anyone&lt;br /&gt;Struggling on like no-one cares&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want advice&lt;br /&gt;Or even understanding&lt;br /&gt;Just someone to be there&lt;br /&gt;So she says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's finding it hard&lt;br /&gt;Memories flooding back&lt;br /&gt;About tough times&lt;br /&gt;Tough days&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard he tries&lt;br /&gt;He can't hide it away&lt;br /&gt;Even he needs someone sometimes&lt;br /&gt;So she says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can sit here in silence&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll listen to you&lt;br /&gt;We can do anything you say&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray for you&lt;br /&gt;Put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;Anything to help you get through just another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're finding it hard&lt;br /&gt;If you can't confide in anyone&lt;br /&gt;If you're struggling on like no-one cares&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want advice&lt;br /&gt;Or even understanding&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll always be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for Stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2004 evk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/13128599-111715558490514939?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111715558490514939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111715558490514939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111715558490514939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111715558490514939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-here-for-you-song.html' title='I&apos;m Here For You (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111715124481511505</id><published>2005-05-27T09:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.797+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy God (a song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I'm here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrouded in darkness&lt;br /&gt;You light my way&lt;br /&gt;Lost and alone You&lt;br /&gt;Surround me with Your love&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles all around&lt;br /&gt;But you are my rock&lt;br /&gt;Lord You're the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with confusion&lt;br /&gt;You clear my mind&lt;br /&gt;Deserving of nothing&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with gifts&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can offer in return&lt;br /&gt;Are these words of praise&lt;br /&gt;Lord You're the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy God&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I'm here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2004 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111715124481511505?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111715124481511505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111715124481511505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111715124481511505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111715124481511505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/holy-god-song.html' title='Holy God (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708663447829304</id><published>2005-05-26T15:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.694+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Girl (a song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just another girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On your list of been there done that&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the only girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one you need for the rest of always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You glance my way I can tell that there's something&lt;br /&gt;That goodbye hug was a little more tight&lt;br /&gt;You stroke my hair I wonder where this is going&lt;br /&gt;A little scared because I know for sure that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Just another girl&lt;br /&gt;On your list of been there done that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Is the only girl&lt;br /&gt;The one you need for the rest of always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends tell me if I wait it will be&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sure that you really feel the same&lt;br /&gt;You mean much more to me than anything else I have&lt;br /&gt;Am I more to you than the ones before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Just another girl&lt;br /&gt;On your list of been there done that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Is the only girl&lt;br /&gt;The one you need for the rest of always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Just another girl&lt;br /&gt;On your list of been there done that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Is the only girl&lt;br /&gt;The one you need for the rest of always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, you can have me,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that, I know for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, you can have me,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that, I know for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, you can have me,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that, I know for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, you can have me,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that, I know for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just another girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On your list of been there done that&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the only girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The one you need for the rest of always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Just another girl&lt;br /&gt;On your list of been there done that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Is the only girl&lt;br /&gt;The one you need for the rest of always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be ... on your list&lt;br /&gt;All I want to be ... the rest of always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003/2005 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708663447829304?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708663447829304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708663447829304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708663447829304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708663447829304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-another-girl-song.html' title='Just Another Girl (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708639269451903</id><published>2005-05-26T15:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Being Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not so easy, to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking, never drinking&lt;br /&gt;And always trying to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, being I.&lt;br /&gt;Complicated emotions, constant love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;Praying, staying, driving, diving&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to live a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, to be me.&lt;br /&gt;No off switch, thinking I'm a bitch&lt;br /&gt;Always contemplating, never seranading&lt;br /&gt;Always on the ball, trying to control&lt;br /&gt;And never holding the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, being I.&lt;br /&gt;Swinging up and down, trying not to frown&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be loved, aside being shoved&lt;br /&gt;Giving everything, wanting just to sing&lt;br /&gt;Writing down the pain, trying not to open a vein&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes wanting to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, to be me&lt;br /&gt;People seeing perfection, someone with direction&lt;br /&gt;She's got it all together, going hell for leather&lt;br /&gt;Friendly and outgoing, shyness never showing&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe she struggles, just look how she juggles&lt;br /&gt;Sure her life's been hard, but now not broken shards&lt;br /&gt;She's electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, being I&lt;br /&gt;She's back together with glue, and now she's after Stu&lt;br /&gt;We know she'll be all right, she'll get over it overnight&lt;br /&gt;Never seeing I hurt, or that I feel like dirt&lt;br /&gt;Never seeing that I cry, and that I live a lie&lt;br /&gt;Never seeing all my shame, that I'll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I feel loveable, the good in me undiscoverable&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Losing, gaining, waxing, waning&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be the best, trying to forget the rest&lt;br /&gt;Cogs spinning, obsessed with thinning&lt;br /&gt;Brain on overload, trying not to explode&lt;br /&gt;Complicated, underrated, over-achiever, firm believer&lt;br /&gt;Damaged goods, not just misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinator, potential world changer&lt;br /&gt;If only I could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, being I.&lt;br /&gt;Who I am is not a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I will make it through&lt;br /&gt;To myself, and God, I am true&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that's all I need.&lt;br /&gt;After all, I'm just a seed.&lt;br /&gt;It's not so easy, being I,&lt;br /&gt;But, you know, I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2004 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708639269451903?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708639269451903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708639269451903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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you&lt;br /&gt;And your amazing love&lt;br /&gt;You forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've given me gifts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I deserve none&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've forgiven me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even after all I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've showered me with love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through Your Son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life open to you&lt;br /&gt;In each and every way&lt;br /&gt;Given to you&lt;br /&gt;Because of your amazing love&lt;br /&gt;And forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Help me do no wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're so amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've given me gifts&lt;br /&gt;When I deserve none&lt;br /&gt;You've forgiven me&lt;br /&gt;Even after all I've done&lt;br /&gt;You've showered me with love&lt;br /&gt;Through Your Son&lt;br /&gt;You're so amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside me always&lt;br /&gt;When times are the hardest&lt;br /&gt;You're with me&lt;br /&gt;Showering me with love&lt;br /&gt;And strength&lt;br /&gt;Helping me get through&lt;br /&gt;You're so amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've given me gifts&lt;br /&gt;When I deserve none&lt;br /&gt;You've forgiven me&lt;br /&gt;Even after all I've done&lt;br /&gt;You've showered me with love&lt;br /&gt;Through Your Son&lt;br /&gt;You're so amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazing...&lt;br /&gt;So amazing...&lt;br /&gt;So amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2004 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708534698142808?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708505483255894</id><published>2005-05-26T15:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.411+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Loved Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;He may not have been what you wanted for me&lt;br /&gt;He may have broken my heart and thrown away the key&lt;br /&gt;He may not have had any good that you could see&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? ~ I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may have hurt me more times than you could know&lt;br /&gt;His love for me may never have been way out there on show&lt;br /&gt;He may have pushed me further than I thought that I could go&lt;br /&gt;But I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may have hurt me deeply so it takes so long to heal&lt;br /&gt;He may have caused me pain that made me think 'it can't be real'&lt;br /&gt;He may have lied and cheated and sunk so low as from me to steal&lt;br /&gt;But I still loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may not have been the one for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;He may have made me live on the edge of a knife&lt;br /&gt;He may have caused me boundless, endless amounts of strife&lt;br /&gt;But I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may wish I didn't have to go through it, the sorry years of pain&lt;br /&gt;You may have wished that I didn't go back again and again&lt;br /&gt;You may wish I'd had all sunshine and never the rain&lt;br /&gt;But I don't...&lt;br /&gt;Because I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may never have known what I deserve, when a new man comes to call&lt;br /&gt;I may never have known what it was like to give someone my all&lt;br /&gt;I may never have known how strong I was, after such a fall&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't loved him, I wouldn't now be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't loved him, I wouldn't know true pain&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't loved him, I would have had nothing to gain&lt;br /&gt;So I'm glad I loved him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2004 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708505483255894?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708505483255894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708505483255894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708505483255894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708505483255894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-loved-him.html' title='I Loved Him'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708475632710505</id><published>2005-05-26T15:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am Alice&lt;br /&gt;Running oh-so hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to stay in the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lobster quadrille&lt;br /&gt;Will throw me out to see&lt;br /&gt;But I'll end up back in the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always late&lt;br /&gt;But there's no important dates&lt;br /&gt;And no-one to care if I'm there or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tiny&lt;br /&gt;And there's no cookie&lt;br /&gt;That will bring me back to size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off with her head&lt;br /&gt;Would only bring relief&lt;br /&gt;As I run through the rabbit hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the looking-glass&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone else&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could get there, though I know I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining on the sea&lt;br /&gt;Shining with all it's might&lt;br /&gt;Trying it's very best to make my life seem warm and bright&lt;br /&gt;It's not too odd because it is the middle of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walrus and the carpenter&lt;br /&gt;Have eaten up the oysters of my sanity&lt;br /&gt;And I stand teetering on the brink of the cliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running oh-so hard&lt;br /&gt;But not getting anywhere&lt;br /&gt;The world passes me by&lt;br /&gt;Where I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;2003 evk &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708475632710505?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708475632710505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708475632710505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708475632710505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708475632710505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/alice.html' title='Alice'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708453238024536</id><published>2005-05-26T15:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.202+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Swallow me up&lt;br /&gt;In your jagged mind&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm blind&lt;br /&gt;Slow right down&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;When I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk me around&lt;br /&gt;In that damn you way&lt;br /&gt;Silence speaks volumes&lt;br /&gt;On a day like today&lt;br /&gt;Turn around and listen&lt;br /&gt;To what I don't say&lt;br /&gt;Believe me ~ I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost in the light&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me over here&lt;br /&gt;Shimmering mirage&lt;br /&gt;Although you seem near&lt;br /&gt;Devil's Advocate&lt;br /&gt;But you I cannot fear&lt;br /&gt;I know ~ I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen like an autumn leaf&lt;br /&gt;Though not piled upon mound&lt;br /&gt;Fallen like a fever&lt;br /&gt;Feel my heat when you're around&lt;br /&gt;Fallen like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Though I do not touch the ground&lt;br /&gt;Yes ~ I've fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708453238024536?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708453238024536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708453238024536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708453238024536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708453238024536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708433714545173</id><published>2005-05-26T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.122+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tear it open&lt;br /&gt;Rip it out&lt;br /&gt;Throw to the ground&lt;br /&gt;And leave no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grind it down&lt;br /&gt;To thin fine dust&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of it&lt;br /&gt;You know you must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given to you&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago&lt;br /&gt;You didn't say yes&lt;br /&gt;But couldn't say no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasured it dear&lt;br /&gt;For a year you did&lt;br /&gt;Then from behind your fear&lt;br /&gt;You hid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held it in your&lt;br /&gt;Gentle hand&lt;br /&gt;It's loving beat&lt;br /&gt;You could not stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You threw it down&lt;br /&gt;Upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;Then in my face&lt;br /&gt;Your feet did pound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dig a grave&lt;br /&gt;Dig it deep&lt;br /&gt;Bury my heart&lt;br /&gt;And watch me weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708433714545173?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708433714545173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708433714545173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708433714545173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708433714545173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708420750471649</id><published>2005-05-26T15:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:39.022+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blackened twisted clouds of light&lt;br /&gt;Brighten up the velvet night&lt;br /&gt;Lightning flashes violently&lt;br /&gt;See how you do torment me&lt;br /&gt;Constantly the thunder crashes&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts with the loud hard smashes&lt;br /&gt;Black and red and gray and white&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red and pulsing shards of glass&lt;br /&gt;Shattered grace and fallen class&lt;br /&gt;Blood spurts out from open wounds&lt;br /&gt;I gaze unseeingly at the moon&lt;br /&gt;Emotions rage just like the sea&lt;br /&gt;See how you do torment me&lt;br /&gt;Whipping down like wind and rain&lt;br /&gt;Blindly I can feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green and radiant jealousy&lt;br /&gt;See what you have done to me&lt;br /&gt;Clear and bright and out it shines&lt;br /&gt;Some reason for you away I pine&lt;br /&gt;My rage howls like the raging storm&lt;br /&gt;How could I have been your pawn?&lt;br /&gt;Rain lashes across my mind&lt;br /&gt;But now I'll put it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708420750471649?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708420750471649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708420750471649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708420750471649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708420750471649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/inside.html' title='Inside'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708400680395444</id><published>2005-05-26T15:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:38.924+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Subtle speech and such light hand&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me trembling where I stand&lt;br /&gt;Light shines on me oh-so bright&lt;br /&gt;Feel as if it's never night&lt;br /&gt;Banish the dark and all my fear&lt;br /&gt;From far away you hold me dear&lt;br /&gt;So quiet spoken, yet so true&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me wondering what did I do&lt;br /&gt;Before the day I set my eyes&lt;br /&gt;On you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me through each single day&lt;br /&gt;Never feel as if I'm in your way&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what I deserve&lt;br /&gt;Throwing straight balls, never curve&lt;br /&gt;Yet lead me just so tenderly&lt;br /&gt;So that in the end I see&lt;br /&gt;The light, the truth I'd never know&lt;br /&gt;Or if I did, perhaps too slow&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how far I'd go&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathless soul at spoken word&lt;br /&gt;No stone do you leave unturned&lt;br /&gt;Essence of you I want to know&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship I will never let go&lt;br /&gt;Gentle heart with love and care&lt;br /&gt;At your feet my soul laid bare&lt;br /&gt;Words open in my such a door&lt;br /&gt;Give me wings and let me soar&lt;br /&gt;I just pray it's not a chore&lt;br /&gt;To you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So thank you for your subtle speech&lt;br /&gt;My hand ~ never fear to reach&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for your gentle words&lt;br /&gt;Know that you I'll never spurn&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your caring heart&lt;br /&gt;That you've had right from the start&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for just being you&lt;br /&gt;And knowing just what to do&lt;br /&gt;And always being oh-so true&lt;br /&gt;To me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;evk 2003 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708367726945264</id><published>2005-05-26T14:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:38.834+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest You</title><content type='html'>Dearest Face&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Name&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it will be the same&lt;br /&gt;Tell me we will meet again&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're still in pain&lt;br /&gt;        Even if I am no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Hands&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you didn't mean goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it was all a lie&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me when I sigh&lt;br /&gt;         Even if I sigh no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Man&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Lover&lt;br /&gt;Make it so I didn't discover&lt;br /&gt;Make it so there wasn't any other&lt;br /&gt;Make it so I'm your childs mother&lt;br /&gt;          Even if I want it no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Darling&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that it didn't last&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry it was over so fast&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry it's all in the past&lt;br /&gt;         And will be forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Smile&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you think I lack&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but it is the crack&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;        And won't forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708367726945264?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708367726945264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708367726945264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708367726945264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708367726945264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/dearest-you.html' title='Dearest You'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708346443854103</id><published>2005-05-26T14:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:38.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;assion, pleasure, purity ~ but not pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ffervesence, energetic, exciting ~ but not exaggerated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;eal, righteous, robust ~ but not retiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;un, fantastic, fire ~ but not a farce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ntertaining, eloquent, edible ~ but not with 'extras'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;alm, collected, communicative ~ but not childish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;rust, truth, good treatment ~ but not trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;dealistic, imaginative, idolising ~ but not idiotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;pen, optimistic, opalescent ~ but not over-confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever nasty ~ but sometimes naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'm asking for too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708346443854103?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708346443854103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708346443854103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708346443854103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708346443854103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111708312467486705</id><published>2005-05-26T14:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:38.152+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She sits in a bar downunder&lt;br /&gt;Sipping her drink and tapping her toes&lt;br /&gt;She smiles and laughs with her friends on the outside&lt;br /&gt;On the inside wondering if it shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sleeps somewhere over the raindbow&lt;br /&gt;Talks to her at least every second day&lt;br /&gt;He laughs and jokes with her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But secretly wonders if she's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rushes out nearly every morning&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if she's heard from him&lt;br /&gt;She holds her breath with every word he writes&lt;br /&gt;Hoping he might just go out on a limb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stays up longer than he knows he should&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he just can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;He thinks about the things she says to him&lt;br /&gt;And wonders if it all might be a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just looking for someone who'll love her&lt;br /&gt;Treat her like a princess every single day&lt;br /&gt;She's just looking to love someone in return&lt;br /&gt;Heaven or high waters - come what may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just looking for someone to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Someone he can hug every single day&lt;br /&gt;He's just looking for someone who will hold him too&lt;br /&gt;And help him keep his fears at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday both at that bar down under&lt;br /&gt;Sipping their drinks and stepping on each others toes&lt;br /&gt;They'll smile and laugh at they're clumsy dance&lt;br /&gt;On the inside wondering if it shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday both sleeping over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Seeing each other at least six hours a day&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and joking constantly&lt;br /&gt;Knowing in their hearts that they're each okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to rush out nearly every morning&lt;br /&gt;To see if there's any mail from him&lt;br /&gt;No need to hold her breath as he speaks to her&lt;br /&gt;They're out on so much more than a limb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for him to stay up at night-time&lt;br /&gt;No need for either to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;Now if he thinks about what she says to him&lt;br /&gt;No need to wonder if it's a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just found someone who loves her&lt;br /&gt;Treats her like a princess every minute of the day&lt;br /&gt;She's just found someone she can love in return&lt;br /&gt;And plans to do so - come what may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just found somebody to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;He can hug her any minute of every day&lt;br /&gt;He just found someone who loves to hold him too&lt;br /&gt;And she helps to keep his fears at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unlikely pair, but do you think they can see that?&lt;br /&gt;They can only see the good inside&lt;br /&gt;Even if it may have taken some time for them&lt;br /&gt;To find the feelings that the other did hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now she'll stay at her bar down under&lt;br /&gt;And over the rainbow he'll remain&lt;br /&gt;And you can be sure that niether will say anything&lt;br /&gt;Even when there's everything to gain&lt;br /&gt;Because they don't want to risk the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111708312467486705?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111708312467486705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111708312467486705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708312467486705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111708312467486705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/over-rainbow.html' title='Over the Rainbow'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111706536377134909</id><published>2005-05-26T09:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:38.068+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Can I be selfish&lt;br /&gt;Just for one day?&lt;br /&gt;Can I please&lt;br /&gt;Just do it my way?&lt;br /&gt;Can I not be perfect?&lt;br /&gt;Can I hurt someone too?&lt;br /&gt;And not be the one&lt;br /&gt;Who sits back and says 'poor you'?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just be irrational&lt;br /&gt;And can I be really scared?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just wail and scream&lt;br /&gt;About how life is unfair?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just forget the good times&lt;br /&gt;And just dwell on the bad?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just not care about anyone?&lt;br /&gt;And for a little while, be sad?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just sit down and cry&lt;br /&gt;And not have to turn around&lt;br /&gt;And tell everyone a lie?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine," I say, "It's nothing&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a sentimental girl&lt;br /&gt;Of course there's nothing going wrong&lt;br /&gt;In my perfect little world!"&lt;br /&gt;Can I please just be selfish?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's too much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm drowning sorrows&lt;br /&gt;In beer bottles or wine cask.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little selfish&lt;br /&gt;Wanting all but nothing much&lt;br /&gt;A little more stability&lt;br /&gt;And a lot more love and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I please just have a hug&lt;br /&gt;And someone to care for me?&lt;br /&gt;Someone to make a big big fuss&lt;br /&gt;About how I was treated by he.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please rant and rave&lt;br /&gt;Just on my behalf?&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Without having to ask?&lt;br /&gt;Can someone show me how it is&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to live my life&lt;br /&gt;Without getting into so much trouble&lt;br /&gt;Turmoil and strife.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please just love me&lt;br /&gt;Without questioning my love?&lt;br /&gt;And not expect perfection&lt;br /&gt;Like some perfect white dove?&lt;br /&gt;I just want a big bear hug&lt;br /&gt;To take away my pain.&lt;br /&gt;After all I have nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And everything to gain.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want just a relationship&lt;br /&gt;Just a love to last always&lt;br /&gt;Someone to make me special&lt;br /&gt;And feel so throughout my days.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm asking much&lt;br /&gt;Just someone to stand up for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of doing it on my own&lt;br /&gt;And failing frequently.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want someone perfect&lt;br /&gt;I just want someone sane&lt;br /&gt;Who treats me like I'm wonderful&lt;br /&gt;And who I can treat the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2003 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111706536377134909?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111706536377134909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111706536377134909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706536377134909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706536377134909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/can-i.html' title='Can I?'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111706476998027077</id><published>2005-05-26T09:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.983+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wish you could see what I see&lt;br /&gt;The dark deep strength&lt;br /&gt;The gorgeous soul&lt;br /&gt;The love I see inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could feel what I feel&lt;br /&gt;When I see your name&lt;br /&gt;I read your words&lt;br /&gt;And see how much you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could believe what I say&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;How much I care&lt;br /&gt;And what you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could shake you and make you realise&lt;br /&gt;The special person you are&lt;br /&gt;The way you give&lt;br /&gt;The way you live&lt;br /&gt;The way you make me feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you feel the way you do&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get close to you&lt;br /&gt;And hug it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;evk 2003&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/13128599-111706476998027077?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111706476998027077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111706476998027077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706476998027077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706476998027077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wish.html' title='I Wish'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111706458045674860</id><published>2005-05-26T09:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this is what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Then I won't stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But I can't promise you that I won't be scared&lt;br /&gt;And pretend that things will be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise that I won't cry&lt;br /&gt;When you leave me on that day&lt;br /&gt;And I can't promise you that I won't say&lt;br /&gt;All the things I want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think this is the only way&lt;br /&gt;Then by all means, please leave&lt;br /&gt;But don't expect me to be happy for you&lt;br /&gt;And don't expect me not to plead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that if you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be here always&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you can know&lt;br /&gt;And will for all my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;evk 2003 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111706458045674860?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111706458045674860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111706458045674860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706458045674860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706458045674860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/leave.html' title='Leave'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111706442285320986</id><published>2005-05-26T09:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.784+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Months Beautiful (a song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;For seven months I was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful to you&lt;br /&gt;For seven months I had learned to love&lt;br /&gt;Learned to love as you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For seven months I had felt complete&lt;br /&gt;As whole as you can be&lt;br /&gt;For seven months I'd never been so real&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I'd become me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I sigh&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry&lt;br /&gt;And now I sit and I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Why it had to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why did things have to change?&lt;br /&gt;And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seven months I won't hear your name&lt;br /&gt;When I get a call on the phone&lt;br /&gt;In seven months I won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;After being alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seven months I'll still be wondering&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else will be there&lt;br /&gt;In seven months I think you should know&lt;br /&gt;I will still really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I sigh&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry&lt;br /&gt;And now I sit and I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Why it had to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why did things have to change?&lt;br /&gt;And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven months beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I was beautiful to you&lt;br /&gt;Seven months beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get over you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I sigh&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry&lt;br /&gt;And now I sit and I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Why it had to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why did things have to change?&lt;br /&gt;And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful again?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;evk 2002 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111706442285320986?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111706442285320986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111706442285320986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706442285320986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706442285320986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/seven-months-beautiful-song.html' title='Seven Months Beautiful (a song)'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111706416525039351</id><published>2005-05-26T09:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.699+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Over There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;How can we complain&lt;br /&gt;That our lives are unfair&lt;br /&gt;When we don't have to suffer&lt;br /&gt;What they do over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're fleeing their houses&lt;br /&gt;And their homelands too&lt;br /&gt;What right do we have&lt;br /&gt;To mope around like we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Things have changed' people cry&lt;br /&gt;As others live in fear&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to survive while we yell&lt;br /&gt;'Prices are too dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the economy&lt;br /&gt;Go back to how it was?'&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't think we're in Kansas&lt;br /&gt;And this certainly ain't Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But neither do we lack for&lt;br /&gt;Anything our bodies need&lt;br /&gt;Food and warmth and shelter&lt;br /&gt;Bandages for if we bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But they've taken away our freedom!'&lt;br /&gt;Cry the people with the guns&lt;br /&gt;While somewhere else a twelve year old&lt;br /&gt;Fights a jihad - his father's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we not sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Because of a blockage in the sink&lt;br /&gt;When somewhere else a small child dies&lt;br /&gt;From no fresh water to drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere else a baby dies&lt;br /&gt;Of dysentary or AIDS&lt;br /&gt;While over here a child will cry&lt;br /&gt;For toys or rollerblades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dare we wallow in apathy&lt;br /&gt;When bombs are falling every day&lt;br /&gt;On innocents in the wrong place, wrong time&lt;br /&gt;How can we think it's okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we continue&lt;br /&gt;On this self-destructive path&lt;br /&gt;How can we sweep it under the rug&lt;br /&gt;And then just take a bath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this age of information&lt;br /&gt;People fidget and cough&lt;br /&gt;When a thousand people die&lt;br /&gt;In a land far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should we bemoan our fate&lt;br /&gt;Of dying old or poor?&lt;br /&gt;When so many children over there&lt;br /&gt;Get no chance to live at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember that it was never said&lt;br /&gt;That life was meant to be fair&lt;br /&gt;And remember how much better off&lt;br /&gt;You are than those over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;evk 2002 &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/13128599-111706416525039351?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111706416525039351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111706416525039351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706416525039351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111706416525039351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/over-there.html' title='Over There'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111700427752834735</id><published>2005-05-25T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.603+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Would Have Thought?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;For Sparky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought&lt;br /&gt;I would find you like I did?&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of cyberspace&lt;br /&gt;Where I often hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought&lt;br /&gt;Such a close friend you could get?&lt;br /&gt;When they didn't know your real name&lt;br /&gt;Or how you looked just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought&lt;br /&gt;I could share everything with you?&lt;br /&gt;Family friends and problems&lt;br /&gt;Boys and houses too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought&lt;br /&gt;That you would be my friend?&lt;br /&gt;Kilometres and years the difference&lt;br /&gt;And yet my heart you can mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought&lt;br /&gt;I would find you like I did?&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of cyberspace&lt;br /&gt;Where I often hid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;A troubled teenager&lt;br /&gt;Awkward adult&lt;br /&gt;And showed me who I could be.&lt;br /&gt;You nurtured me,&lt;br /&gt;Loved me&lt;br /&gt;And gave all you had&lt;br /&gt;Never asking anything for yourself&lt;br /&gt;And never getting mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought&lt;br /&gt;I would need you like I to?&lt;br /&gt;My brightest, dearest friend,&lt;br /&gt;I really do love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2002 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111700427752834735?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111700427752834735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111700427752834735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111700427752834735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111700427752834735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/who-would-have-thought.html' title='Who Would Have Thought?'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111700393078738336</id><published>2005-05-25T16:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Am I an angel?&lt;br /&gt;Am I here to comfort you?&lt;br /&gt;A blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;For when you're feeling blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be an angel&lt;br /&gt;Sent from up above&lt;br /&gt;To spread the word of comfort&lt;br /&gt;And peace and joy and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here to help you through&lt;br /&gt;Times of hurt and trouble&lt;br /&gt;And to help you see what's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I am here&lt;br /&gt;That my purpose in this short, sweet life&lt;br /&gt;Is to take away your fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be the case&lt;br /&gt;But what I feel and don't know how&lt;br /&gt;Is that I should be your angel&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're needing one right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2002 evk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111700393078738336?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111700393078738336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111700393078738336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111700393078738336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111700393078738336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111700361895248700</id><published>2005-05-25T16:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Here For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;With every word you put on screen&lt;br /&gt;My heart reaches out to you&lt;br /&gt;With every thought, unspoken, unseen&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what I can do&lt;br /&gt;With every moment of self-hate or self-doubt&lt;br /&gt;I know I can see it through&lt;br /&gt;And whenever you think you're not a nice guy&lt;br /&gt;Know that I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perspective changes on every thought&lt;br /&gt;With all of your written words&lt;br /&gt;You challenge my thinking in every way&lt;br /&gt;To not credit you would be absurd&lt;br /&gt;So whenever you feel that your life is not right&lt;br /&gt;That you're not flying free as a bird&lt;br /&gt;Just drop me a post, a line or a note&lt;br /&gt;I promise you'll always be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you think, I know for myself&lt;br /&gt;That a beautiful person you are&lt;br /&gt;You may think you're boorish or bossy or bad&lt;br /&gt;But even from my home so far&lt;br /&gt;I see the real you from your hugs and your posts&lt;br /&gt;To me you're a bright shining star&lt;br /&gt;So if ever you need a shoulder to lean&lt;br /&gt;Use mine - always welcome you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always so sweet, so kind and so warm&lt;br /&gt;To those whose comforts are few&lt;br /&gt;And though your life is not perfect itself&lt;br /&gt;You emit such a radiant hue&lt;br /&gt;That I cannot help but be drawn to your posts&lt;br /&gt;And feel sad whenever you're blue&lt;br /&gt;And so I feel I must tell you right now&lt;br /&gt;That I'll always be right here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For McD80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2002 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111700361895248700?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111700361895248700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111700361895248700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111700361895248700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111700361895248700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/here-for-you.html' title='Here For You'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111699047358876739</id><published>2005-05-25T13:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.345+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Stranger, Beautiful Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Passionate winds sweep a blood-red sky&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in a movie-star's arms&lt;br /&gt;A car skids on a rain-slick road&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber autumn leaves in an azure sky&lt;br /&gt;I find myself singing a new song&lt;br /&gt;I laugh and run to you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathise with me - you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sympathise with me - you know I'm crying too&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes with me - we'll fly away together&lt;br /&gt;Into a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stark white pinpricks in a midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I am surrounded by bubbles of light&lt;br /&gt;A garden for me and you are there&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear smudged, ghost-grey sky&lt;br /&gt;You find yourself in my dream&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know your name&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathise with me - you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sympathise with me - you know I'm crying too&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes with me - we'll fly away together&lt;br /&gt;Into a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you, beautiful stranger?&lt;br /&gt;And man of my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you, beautiful stranger?&lt;br /&gt;And will we ever meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passionate winds sweep a blood-red sky&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in your arms&lt;br /&gt;A car skids on a rain-slick road&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly we've gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathise with me - you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sympathise with me - you know I'm crying too&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes with me - we'll fly away together&lt;br /&gt;Into a beautiful dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2002 evk&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/13128599-111699047358876739?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111699047358876739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111699047358876739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111699047358876739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111699047358876739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/beautiful-stranger-beautiful-dream.html' title='Beautiful Stranger, Beautiful Dream'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698997340037599</id><published>2005-05-25T12:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.271+10:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am who I am&lt;br /&gt;It's all I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry if that's not&lt;br /&gt;What you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say what I am thinking&lt;br /&gt;Hey - you know you do it too!&lt;br /&gt;So why is it not okay for me&lt;br /&gt;But perfectly fine for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are YOU allowed to cry&lt;br /&gt;To rant and rave and scream&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not allowed to share&lt;br /&gt;And why am I so mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For having an opinion-&lt;br /&gt;It's not personal you know.&lt;br /&gt;What do we do what YOU want?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my feelings show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to give a million times&lt;br /&gt;All the help you need.&lt;br /&gt;I've watered over a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;Our 'true friendships' seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is not what we once thought&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever we are not&lt;br /&gt;Thos good times of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So easily forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for a friendship&lt;br /&gt;One you rarely see&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sorry it is over&lt;br /&gt;If that's the way you're treating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hurt enough&lt;br /&gt;Without getting it from you&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting obvious&lt;br /&gt;You've had enough of me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am&lt;br /&gt;It's all I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry if that's not&lt;br /&gt;Who you want me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2002 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111698997340037599?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698997340037599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698997340037599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698997340037599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698997340037599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/true-friendship.html' title='True Friendship'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698966071504660</id><published>2005-05-25T12:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Lived in fear&lt;br /&gt;That you will suffer&lt;br /&gt;For the actions of others&lt;br /&gt;People that you never met&lt;br /&gt;Never spoke to and&lt;br /&gt;Never knew?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Lived in fear&lt;br /&gt;That your life will be ruined&lt;br /&gt;By someone close to you&lt;br /&gt;That you can never have friends&lt;br /&gt;Because of HIS problem?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Lived in fear&lt;br /&gt;That your life will never&lt;br /&gt;Be your own?&lt;br /&gt;That you'll always be owned&lt;br /&gt;By someone you love&lt;br /&gt;And never be free?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;To make sure that your family&lt;br /&gt;Ends up all right?&lt;br /&gt;To ensure that the young ones&lt;br /&gt;Stay fast asleep&lt;br /&gt;And that your sister and father&lt;br /&gt;That night do not meet?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever breathed the fumes&lt;br /&gt;Of alcoholic breath&lt;br /&gt;When he's leaning over you&lt;br /&gt;Scaring you to death?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever want a Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Where everything went right?&lt;br /&gt;Where you don't have to listen to the screaming&lt;br /&gt;Ripping through the night?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted love&lt;br /&gt;With no criticism or flaws&lt;br /&gt;With no remarks 'bout paying board&lt;br /&gt;Or doing some more chores.&lt;br /&gt;Just love.&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;2001 evk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111698966071504660?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698966071504660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698966071504660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698966071504660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698966071504660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you Ever?'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698934880817812</id><published>2005-05-25T12:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.111+10:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know that I live right across&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;That Harbour named of Pearl&lt;br /&gt;And I know that feel as strongly&lt;br /&gt;About this as some I could never feel,&lt;br /&gt;But for the past few days I can't help but think&lt;br /&gt;That this horror can't be real.&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the TV screen&lt;br /&gt;At humanity gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;And the weeping of the people -&lt;br /&gt;Here there's no panicked throng.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it can't have touched me&lt;br /&gt;As those suffering right now&lt;br /&gt;But I feel that I am there&lt;br /&gt;And that I know what's going on somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but cry&lt;br /&gt;When I think of all the pain&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that so many people had&lt;br /&gt;No chance because of those planes.&lt;br /&gt;And people telling their loved ones&lt;br /&gt;That they did love them indeed&lt;br /&gt;And those people on the streets&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if their loved one's been seen.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that these are only words&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot fix it all&lt;br /&gt;And if I could, there'd be nothing like this&lt;br /&gt;On our Earth so like a ball.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that my suffering is nothing&lt;br /&gt;Compared to those who have been lost&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help but feel scared&lt;br /&gt;Now that America's been crossed.&lt;br /&gt;To all the people out there&lt;br /&gt;Who are crying every night&lt;br /&gt;Because they had someone they loved&lt;br /&gt;Upon a fateful flight&lt;br /&gt;Or in one of those buildings&lt;br /&gt;That will never be the same,&lt;br /&gt;Please know that I am here for you&lt;br /&gt;Though I cannot take the pain.&lt;br /&gt;The tears I shed while writing this&lt;br /&gt;Can never compare&lt;br /&gt;To the joys of love and happiness&lt;br /&gt;That many will now never share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111698934880817812?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698934880817812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698934880817812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698934880817812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698934880817812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/september-11th.html' title='September 11th'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698882055890970</id><published>2005-05-25T12:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:37.009+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Does that surprise you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I think I know everything sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm generally assumed to be the most intuitive person around.&lt;br /&gt;That I usually know what's going on without being told.&lt;br /&gt;But you have me beat.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what?&lt;br /&gt;This IS me.&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't like it - rack off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I annoy you - fine.&lt;br /&gt;If I piss you off - FINE!&lt;br /&gt;Just don't be mad at me, snap at me, or ignore me because of my personality.&lt;br /&gt;Especially not ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a problem - tell me! so I can fix it.&lt;br /&gt;Or move on.&lt;br /&gt;Because otherwise I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Does that surprise you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure though.&lt;br /&gt;And that frustrates the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;As you would probably expect.&lt;br /&gt;But you blow hot and cold&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;As you would probably expect.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me one thing,&lt;br /&gt;But do another.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get you at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111698882055890970?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698882055890970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698882055890970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698882055890970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698882055890970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/understanding.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698859300412180</id><published>2005-05-25T12:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.931+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The thunder rolls across the barren landscape of my mind&lt;br /&gt;And the lightning strikes my heart.&lt;br /&gt;The rain streams down my face, like so many falling tears.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a storm, I tell myself,&lt;br /&gt;And it will surely pass.&lt;br /&gt;Like the days and the months, the seasons and the years,&lt;br /&gt;Rolling by, rolling by, rolling by...&lt;br /&gt;like summer love&lt;br /&gt;the autumn breeze&lt;br /&gt;winter chill&lt;br /&gt;or spring's fresh outlook.&lt;br /&gt;Rolling by and leaving me like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dewdrops dried upon a spider's web&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you get after you see the happiness and innocent love of a father and baby going by&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;like so many used soaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is, after all, just a storm.&lt;br /&gt;And I will weather it.&lt;br /&gt;(Just like I weathered you)&lt;br /&gt;It will pass.&lt;br /&gt;(Just like you)&lt;br /&gt;And I will love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thunder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111698859300412180?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698859300412180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698859300412180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698859300412180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698859300412180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/unnamed.html' title='Unnamed'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698831696888552</id><published>2005-05-25T12:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.831+10:00</updated><title type='text'>For Dean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;He makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're down.&lt;br /&gt;He always knows how&lt;br /&gt;To make smile from frown.&lt;br /&gt;He knows all your tricks&lt;br /&gt;That play with the mind.&lt;br /&gt;He knows how to comfort,&lt;br /&gt;And is always so kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how easy is it to fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;And why does it have to feel like a love that will not end?&lt;br /&gt;And why do you always tell yourself - a friendship it will ruin?&lt;br /&gt;And why when you talk yourself out of it do those feelings come back so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm down&lt;br /&gt;He can almost always&lt;br /&gt;Turn my smile from frown.&lt;br /&gt;He knows all my tricks&lt;br /&gt;That I try on his mind.&lt;br /&gt;Is he really this good&lt;br /&gt;Or is my love just blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why can't HE find it easy to fall in love with his best friend?&lt;br /&gt;And why can't he realise it's a love that may not end?&lt;br /&gt;And is the risk worth it - our friendship come to ruin?&lt;br /&gt;And if he talks me out of it, will my feelings come back soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it so easy, with your best friend to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;The similarities? The differences? Are any of these enough?&lt;br /&gt;And if I really feel this way, can he ever feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;And if I tell him and he doesn't, can I ever bear the shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if he falls in love with me, I hope he does it soon.&lt;br /&gt;If I fall in love with my best friend, will our friendship come to ruin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&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/13128599-111698831696888552?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698831696888552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698831696888552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698831696888552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698831696888552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/for-dean.html' title='For Dean'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698791401636856</id><published>2005-05-25T12:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Edge of a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the edge of a dream...&lt;br /&gt;dark clouds fill my mind...&lt;br /&gt;and my devils appear...&lt;br /&gt;because I cannot be happy ...&lt;br /&gt;Or so my subconscious says.&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of a dream...&lt;br /&gt;our eyes lock&lt;br /&gt;he smiles at me&lt;br /&gt;and only we exist&lt;br /&gt;Although the room is filled with people.&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of a dream...&lt;br /&gt;I can hear his voice&lt;br /&gt;See his face&lt;br /&gt;Feel his tough&lt;br /&gt;Even though he is not with me&lt;br /&gt;Not even close.&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could awaken&lt;br /&gt;And be worthy of his love&lt;br /&gt;To find us together&lt;br /&gt;And myself in his arms...&lt;br /&gt;I would not have to lose myself&lt;br /&gt;On the edge of my dreams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111698791401636856?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698791401636856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698791401636856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698791401636856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698791401636856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-edge-of-dream.html' title='On the Edge of a Dream'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111698766360852066</id><published>2005-05-25T12:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.668+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope Fades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The night&lt;br /&gt;Is beautiful and haunting once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach my hand up to the stars&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that the brush of my fingertips against&lt;br /&gt;their cold, clean clarity will make me immortal.&lt;br /&gt;But they are beyond my grasp&lt;br /&gt;And I have failed, once again.&lt;br /&gt;And hope fades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gaze intently, but unseeingly, at the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it's velvety blackness will envelop me,&lt;br /&gt;take away my fear, and pain&lt;br /&gt;like a favourite blanket on a cold night.&lt;br /&gt;But it hangs there insensitively,&lt;br /&gt;And I am in this place once again.&lt;br /&gt;And hope fades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak to myself of the beauty of the night&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that you will hear me, and remember me,&lt;br /&gt;Like lovers on another plane.&lt;br /&gt;But my words are hollow and serve only to&lt;br /&gt;remind me that the night is much more beautiful than me.&lt;br /&gt;And I am silent once again.&lt;br /&gt;And hope fades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I look into your eyes from a distance&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that the picture there has changed&lt;br /&gt;And I notice that I am much there and I&lt;br /&gt;ponder that we are still here, and I ask&lt;br /&gt;the timeless question.&lt;br /&gt;But I already know the answer&lt;br /&gt;And I cry once again.&lt;br /&gt;And hope fades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun rises with the promise of a new day.&lt;br /&gt;But I wait for the night.&lt;br /&gt;For I know that the night will be beautiful and haunting once again.&lt;br /&gt;While hope fades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001 evk&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/13128599-111698766360852066?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111698766360852066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111698766360852066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698766360852066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111698766360852066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/hope-fades.html' title='Hope Fades'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111691263697736643</id><published>2005-05-24T15:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm so scared that you will leave me&lt;br /&gt;That you won't love me any more.&lt;br /&gt;But you avoid confrontation&lt;br /&gt;And we never settle the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never tell me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Though I bend backwards for you&lt;br /&gt;And you get made when I joke around&lt;br /&gt;And make me feel so blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did you take me seriously&lt;br /&gt;And believe everything I say?&lt;br /&gt;I joke with you, you mess with me&lt;br /&gt;We do it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the anger in your voice last night&lt;br /&gt;Scared me almost to tears.&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part was I couldn't come to you&lt;br /&gt;And tell you all my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you I'm scared you'll leave me&lt;br /&gt;All alone in this big scary world&lt;br /&gt;That I'll have no light to guide me,&lt;br /&gt;That I'll have no hand to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that I'll lose you&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not worthy of your love&lt;br /&gt;That I don't deserve any happiness&lt;br /&gt;That you may send from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I guess you are too good for me&lt;br /&gt;And someday you'll figure that out&lt;br /&gt;That you'll realise that I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;And decide what I'm about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you tell me you're angry&lt;br /&gt;And what it is that I have done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;What won't you let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;What it is that I've felt for so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm scared that if I tell you&lt;br /&gt;I'll lose you and you'll walk away.&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll never be able&lt;br /&gt;To say it all anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2001 evk&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/13128599-111691263697736643?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111691263697736643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111691263697736643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691263697736643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691263697736643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111691232393219380</id><published>2005-05-24T15:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.497+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Little Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three little words&lt;br /&gt;That could change our lives forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so easy,&lt;br /&gt;To say how much I care.&lt;br /&gt;It would be so easy&lt;br /&gt;If only I would dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three little words&lt;br /&gt;Are all I'd have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I must have told you&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times before before.&lt;br /&gt;But you've never taken me seriously&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that it meant more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three little words&lt;br /&gt;Could turn our lives around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you take it?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that I live for you&lt;br /&gt;That you make my heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every word you say to me&lt;br /&gt;When you tell how much you care&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me silently&lt;br /&gt;To your eyes, my soul laid bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three little words&lt;br /&gt;Could make you hate me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;And you felt always betrayed&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never told you how I felt&lt;br /&gt;I hit my feelings away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three little words&lt;br /&gt;Could mean a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realise you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Because of those three words&lt;br /&gt;It could mean something a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;Than this friendship I adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three little words&lt;br /&gt;That I will never say&lt;br /&gt;In case you do not feel the same&lt;br /&gt;And I give the game away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111691232393219380?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111691232393219380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111691232393219380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691232393219380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691232393219380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/three-little-words.html' title='Three Little Words'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111691204384426628</id><published>2005-05-24T15:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Tried...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;to keep it all in tonight&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;to keep it inside&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;to hide the pain and the hurt&lt;br /&gt;and I tried&lt;br /&gt;to keep you from knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;to tell you so much&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't want to listen&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;but you still didn't care&lt;br /&gt;and I tried&lt;br /&gt;and you hurt me so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try&lt;br /&gt;to make it all better&lt;br /&gt;and I'll try&lt;br /&gt;to forget what you did&lt;br /&gt;and I'll try&lt;br /&gt;to hold it all in now&lt;br /&gt;and I'll try&lt;br /&gt;to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2001 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111691204384426628?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111691204384426628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111691204384426628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691204384426628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691204384426628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-tried.html' title='I Tried...'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111691191728062846</id><published>2005-05-24T15:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.328+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The tree stood towering over everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;It stood tall and still, not alive, but not yet dead.&lt;br /&gt;Housing animals large and small.&lt;br /&gt;It's symmetry standing out like a red rose among black ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the uppermost branch there was a scar.&lt;br /&gt;It shows of what the tree was.&lt;br /&gt;A survivor of a thousand storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stood defiant, its great roots embedden in the rich brown soil.&lt;br /&gt;Machines come along, the tree stands alone, swaying with grace.&lt;br /&gt;It stands defenceless, waiting, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanity cut down the great old gum.&lt;br /&gt;Only the stump remains.&lt;br /&gt;The field is stripped of shade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1994 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111691191728062846?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111691191728062846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111691191728062846' title='0 Comments'/><link 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- no clothes, running around,&lt;br /&gt;guilt free.&lt;br /&gt;As adults - 'private bits', hiding, covering,&lt;br /&gt;guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Children have no idea they're innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing, Playing Troubling.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;Adults - innocence breeds shame and labels&lt;br /&gt;'Uncool, Loser, Straight'.&lt;br /&gt;They hide:&lt;br /&gt;behind brick walls...&lt;br /&gt;in leaves of trees ...&lt;br /&gt;in clouds, or blankets.&lt;br /&gt;Nakedness can't be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalities are masks.&lt;br /&gt;Worn everyday - without the owner even knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Masks hide: flaws, perceptions and the real you.&lt;br /&gt;People are expected&lt;br /&gt;to act in a certain way&lt;br /&gt;wear a certain mask&lt;br /&gt;according to certain events.&lt;br /&gt;A happy mask, a stern mask&lt;br /&gt;No 'me' mask.&lt;br /&gt;No mask telling people to be themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a facade.&lt;br /&gt;An unwritten play: no script.&lt;br /&gt;Passing by - poste haste.&lt;br /&gt;People playing characters&lt;br /&gt;that they ain't.&lt;br /&gt;So why is it a surprise: SHOCK!&lt;br /&gt;to find out about the hidden?&lt;br /&gt;It's taught, like school:&lt;br /&gt;Hide it! Cover it! Draw the curtain around it!&lt;br /&gt;It should be&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1999 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111691178095225538?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111691178095225538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111691178095225538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691178095225538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691178095225538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-surprise.html' title='No Surprise'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111691155259168952</id><published>2005-05-24T15:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.135+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am an adult&lt;br /&gt;Only when they want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I am a child&lt;br /&gt;When it suits them.&lt;br /&gt;I am actually in between&lt;br /&gt;But that won't be acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am old enough to look after myself&lt;br /&gt;When they can't be bothered to&lt;br /&gt;I am too irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;When I want to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I am growing as a person&lt;br /&gt;But they can't handle that.&lt;br /&gt;When can I be me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young for this&lt;br /&gt;Too old for that.&lt;br /&gt;Old enough to responsible for others&lt;br /&gt;But not me.&lt;br /&gt;Too mature for this&lt;br /&gt;Too childish for that.&lt;br /&gt;This is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Mature others.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, happy, bouncy -&lt;br /&gt;Glitter and pigtails.&lt;br /&gt;Cool, sophisticated, calm -&lt;br /&gt;Make up and hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;Which is me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth?&lt;br /&gt;All of it.&lt;br /&gt;I am me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1999 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111691155259168952?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111691155259168952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111691155259168952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691155259168952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111691155259168952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfmA5Th-A0/TdHgkpQGbpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/w0SroF_iJyo/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-08%2Bat%2B18.27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13128599.post-111690828438753663</id><published>2005-05-24T14:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:29:36.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'>That Poor Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kick the dog&lt;br /&gt;Slam the wall&lt;br /&gt;He does this every day&lt;br /&gt;He comes home drunk&lt;br /&gt;Too pissed to speak&lt;br /&gt;The children run away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's your mother?"&lt;br /&gt;They hear him cry&lt;br /&gt;They hide under the bed&lt;br /&gt;He stumbles round&lt;br /&gt;Groan and a curse&lt;br /&gt;The drink makes him see red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hear her scream&lt;br /&gt;They cower back&lt;br /&gt;Her head just hit the wall&lt;br /&gt;They hear her whimper&lt;br /&gt;They cover their ears&lt;br /&gt;Then hear their father call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come here kids&lt;br /&gt;And have a look&lt;br /&gt;At this slut they call your mother"&lt;br /&gt;They creep in quietly&lt;br /&gt;Too scared to look&lt;br /&gt;So instead look at each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They soon grow up&lt;br /&gt;Free of their dad&lt;br /&gt;Have families of their own&lt;br /&gt;They never told&lt;br /&gt;A single one&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it's shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's too scared to discipline&lt;br /&gt;Another lives in fear&lt;br /&gt;That her kids&lt;br /&gt;Will have to endure&lt;br /&gt;What she did every year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one is&lt;br /&gt;Just like his Dad&lt;br /&gt;Treats people like they're owned&lt;br /&gt;It goes to show&lt;br /&gt;The consequence&lt;br /&gt;Of violence condoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1999 evk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13128599-111690828438753663?l=randomettepoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111690828438753663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13128599&amp;postID=111690828438753663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111690828438753663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13128599/posts/default/111690828438753663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomettepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/that-poor-dog.html' title='That Poor Dog'/><author><name>Erin Marie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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