<?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-31009712</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:54:34.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>genialkaurmoods</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115866679440412308</id><published>2006-09-19T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:53:14.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I TURNED THEM DOWN; JUST FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Most wanted,so vague and real,&lt;br /&gt;i've seen him run,i've seen him dash&lt;br /&gt;the stranger asked a simple line,but i had to say ure fine,&lt;br /&gt;cause baby when i think of you,the lights go off and u guide me through,&lt;br /&gt;for you i'd swim through the rivers of time,do u know how this is true?&lt;br /&gt;have you seen this aching view?i have'nt stopped and asked u how but in this heart i know youre real&lt;br /&gt;they chase me rounds,and play those games ,oh how they reek of dirty thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and how they see you face to face,i've come to find that ure the guy to overcome it all,&lt;br /&gt;the fear inside , the dreadful finish,i've been waiting all my life.That stranger called, i asked him why&lt;br /&gt;were u there to realise?how this could be our last goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Forever wishing this day would die,i tried to kill it all,&lt;br /&gt;but when i found that inner peace,did u have to sigh?&lt;br /&gt;I hate those things u'd do twice,i never gave a damn,&lt;br /&gt;but now youve change and what the heck,&lt;br /&gt;its justwhat ure meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Look all around,see the magic ,come on sweet sunray,&lt;br /&gt;love is no spirit,look all around you, welcome to this place.&lt;br /&gt;Now i've realise there's so much more to feel,my heart knows it real,&lt;br /&gt;part of me is so long forgotten but  its calling me  ,now it feels just like home.&lt;br /&gt;as u go your way and i go mine ,a light will shine,and it will be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU-p.s i've never once forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115866679440412308?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115866679440412308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115866679440412308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115866679440412308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115866679440412308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-turned-them-down-just-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115510117496433319</id><published>2006-08-08T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:26:14.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LEAVE ME BE&lt;br /&gt;i remember the time when we had the fun,the time we nvr knew did run&lt;br /&gt;i check the clock with a pounding heart,i dropped and circled down&lt;br /&gt;would you every miss the happiness we had,or would you notice wads amiss?&lt;br /&gt;i've always had that scary thought,the day we'd never meet .&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tell u i do,i do,but i had to soar away,&lt;br /&gt;i've had so much to understand,i had to flee and that is that.&lt;br /&gt;can u find some solemn peace,or would u stop to just reflect?&lt;br /&gt;you had your chance and now its mine,let go and leave me be&lt;br /&gt;now i've had things all cleared up,dont try and ruin me,cos wen i see u face to face,its just a weird disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;follow your heart and say u're well,cos i aint gonna be with you,&lt;br /&gt;like before,its all ran out,my love to you was just a tale.&lt;br /&gt;i've loved you once but twice is no,you must believe in what you know&lt;br /&gt;when i see you through a frosted glass,it pains me but i've come to find,&lt;br /&gt;that you're just a lovely memory in my mind&lt;br /&gt;dont just fret over what u've lost,but continue this journey,now it yours,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there by your side,but u'll have to leave me be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115510117496433319?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115510117496433319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115510117496433319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115510117496433319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115510117496433319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/leave-me-be-i-remember-time-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115483576742604749</id><published>2006-08-05T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:42:47.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UNCONDITIONAL LOVE&lt;br /&gt;seated by the bay she wept,all the days she crept,&lt;br /&gt;without a single shadow,without a squeeky scratch.&lt;br /&gt;her life was burried into the sand,as the peasants wake and the mornings end,&lt;br /&gt;she was left alone to die.&lt;br /&gt;she longed for a rich young man,wherever he might be,she never thought of actual love,&lt;br /&gt;she hadnt a clue'bout it,but one day found a lustful soul,&lt;br /&gt;was it all  complete?&lt;br /&gt;fishing through that wretched heart,she couldnt bear to feel,&lt;br /&gt;for only had she ever knew,the guy behind the seal,&lt;br /&gt;she started new with that rich young man,had he a heart of gold?,i asked&lt;br /&gt;or was he just a playful toy,who knew not wad to do?&lt;br /&gt;feelng listless she tried to end,this misery that she painted black,&lt;br /&gt;but when she stepped onto the deck,a wishful voice did plea,&lt;br /&gt;"do stay,its not all gone,cos i have know,i have to be"&lt;br /&gt;she turned and looked around,wad was she doing on this poor and barren land&lt;br /&gt;she took the stepped which revealed her life,walk the path and stood aside&lt;br /&gt;the glow on that face,the warm heart could capture,&lt;br /&gt;nothings missing from her now,she's won the battle,have you not?&lt;br /&gt;try this thing,its called love,it may be risky ,but wad's it worth?&lt;br /&gt;to feel unconditional,i must say,just show a little love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115483576742604749?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115483576742604749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115483576742604749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115483576742604749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115483576742604749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/unconditional-love-seated-by-bay-she.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115451730786831707</id><published>2006-08-02T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T04:15:07.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SWEET TALK ME TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;when lover's fail i'll still be here,waiting for u till the day i die.&lt;br /&gt;when moutains fall,when white clouds fade,i will be still here waiting for u.&lt;br /&gt;i spoke right through the microphone,could hear the echo bounding me&lt;br /&gt;when she looked at me i blushed,in utmost  shame i ran ,&lt;br /&gt;she told me all her dirty secrets,would u ever one day find?&lt;br /&gt;the pages flips right to the page,when she kneeled and said you're mine.&lt;br /&gt;tonight it's been so fine,u're oh so frail reply,as i hear the mellows deepened,i find that one last dine&lt;br /&gt;true enough you would have been my soul enricher i must say,but when u darkened in my life,i knew it was the end.&lt;br /&gt;my laughter would never bring a smile to u,nor my joyful cheer,&lt;br /&gt;cause when u're with her,u're always apart,from me and from urself&lt;br /&gt;could u just be one free spirit,loving what u want?&lt;br /&gt;for as i know of , u should be,wonderful right now.&lt;br /&gt;could i be so selfish?would u learn a thing?&lt;br /&gt;the question lies so deep beneath,u would'nt wanna try.&lt;br /&gt;dreadful aches,and tired screams,blended in my mind,for one day u should talk to me,in ur sweetest rhyme&lt;br /&gt;i fell for u once,not fallin twice,but i hesitate,&lt;br /&gt;find ur inner self i say,for that might bring u for debate.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll always thrust that u will BE my one and only sigh,&lt;br /&gt;and when i close the book i'll say,sweet talk me tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115442990734002016</id><published>2006-08-01T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T03:58:27.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY FINAL ATTEMPT.&lt;br /&gt;although it was a hard fought fight,i had to perservere,&lt;br /&gt;to get that inner-most desired thought,my heart was purely drenched,&lt;br /&gt;in my pain again i fell,she had no way to help,&lt;br /&gt;but when a silent figured creeped,she had to drift away.&lt;br /&gt;how could i let mydself believe,that she was always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;when she left without a single tear,it ripped me up so bad&lt;br /&gt;that clueless figure had to stop,y was i trying hard?&lt;br /&gt;endless days and fearful nights,i sat by the window pane,&lt;br /&gt;and paused my mind to reflect the shine,she would always give&lt;br /&gt;the string burst at the sudden sound,she moved my heart,and yanked it out,&lt;br /&gt;but did she give a damn about,the blood that squirted out?&lt;br /&gt;was she inhuman to ignore,my soft shy cry to thee,&lt;br /&gt;a stranger called i listened near,it whispered a mere goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115442990734002016?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115442990734002016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115442990734002016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115442990734002016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115442990734002016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-final-attempt.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115434668572234938</id><published>2006-07-31T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T04:51:25.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAILURE TO MAKE HER FEEL&lt;br /&gt;i once thought this was a fairytale,but it was just my imagination,&lt;br /&gt;i always wondered why this was,to be the last resort&lt;br /&gt;do u know how much i cared?or how much time i've spent?&lt;br /&gt;gazing by the rivers dark,you set into my mind,&lt;br /&gt;she wondered y i had to come,but it isnt just a dream&lt;br /&gt;when she wakes,she'll remember this,the day i left a beam&lt;br /&gt;have you thought of the chances?or have you not taken the step?&lt;br /&gt;soulful powers are urs today,y does it sound so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;did i make a huge mistake,by tossing it in your world,&lt;br /&gt;a life without the sweetest touch,is nth but a blur.&lt;br /&gt;tonight the sun will shine,but does it show the love?&lt;br /&gt;where's the woman deep inside,i've known for all these years?&lt;br /&gt;years are exxaggerated i suppose,but thats not the only case,&lt;br /&gt;i covered myself with  milky silk,stonning about ur ways,&lt;br /&gt;has it occured that u're the one,or issit just a say?&lt;br /&gt;i dropped a note once at ur door,u nvr did reply,&lt;br /&gt;i guess my attempt was just a joke,a failure of a bloke.&lt;br /&gt;now that u've showed my this,i've got no say in it,&lt;br /&gt;but all i know is the silhoutte,of u is fading away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115434668572234938?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115434668572234938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115434668572234938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115434668572234938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115434668572234938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/failure-to-make-her-feel-i-once.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115399468442398715</id><published>2006-07-27T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T03:04:44.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST FRAME OF JEALOUSY.&lt;br /&gt;when i walk a distance near you,my heart skips a beat and then i knew.&lt;br /&gt;for when i touched ur structured arm,a rush of blood down to my feet.&lt;br /&gt;her girls listen to what i've said,its u who always hesistate,&lt;br /&gt;believe that u can get,the richness deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;i thought that way would be just right,but no i'm wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;humbled by that very thought,the scrumbled soul beseech,&lt;br /&gt;i'll stare into a gloomy space and dream of  hot youngs things,&lt;br /&gt;for as i knew i could'nt want,a lawful girl beneath,&lt;br /&gt;she always took me by the hand but let go near the cliff,&lt;br /&gt;she'd do that everytime,i follow down her street,&lt;br /&gt;she sang me songs of happiness,my heart sang sweetly too,&lt;br /&gt;but when the sin and fury grow,she had no place to hide,&lt;br /&gt;that girl she was, the only one,she always had a look,&lt;br /&gt;then they would say she was so wrong,for me to sing a song&lt;br /&gt;i searched for a voice i never had,and found it where it was,&lt;br /&gt;it pleaded me to shut it out,as it knew my heart was there,&lt;br /&gt;with her and her alone,the beat would neevr fail,&lt;br /&gt;i typed a very lenghty phrase,to measure that awful hate,&lt;br /&gt;no one ain't showing any love,u really need to stay,&lt;br /&gt;for when i love u no more than,a stupid petty stray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI..misconception,misunderstandings..all part of the the whole SHIT!argh! i cant stand it anymore this is just a pretence ! i cant lie any longer! she's find out anyway!!!! bye i got nth really to say thats about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115399468442398715?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115399468442398715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115399468442398715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115399468442398715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115399468442398715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-frame-of-jealousy.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31009712.post-115382190374771565</id><published>2006-07-25T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T03:05:03.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REMNANTS OF THAT  PAPER HART.&lt;br /&gt;looking down in dismay,the humble heart in may,&lt;br /&gt;browsing round that sacred eye,i had no choice to die&lt;br /&gt;the glass bottle of emotions,the beauty deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;but when that awful presence came,there was no room for fame&lt;br /&gt;sweat rolled down that flawless face,wad  was the matter she would say.&lt;br /&gt;but as the brokened heart proclaim,her agony soon felt shamed.&lt;br /&gt;years have pasts,the tears have fell,the longing for you just say its well.&lt;br /&gt;facts have shown ,the bitches turn,then u notice one that burn.&lt;br /&gt;my it was a lovely sight,she glowed for one or two,but she said sorry,and walked away&lt;br /&gt;i knew my heart was borken for goodi tried to trust the frens around,but could'nt bring myself,&lt;br /&gt;to forget wad she did and wad she siad,i left myself alone and solemn ,it was just a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;finished scibbling on my open book,i took a stand and said,she was mine.&lt;br /&gt;but taht i knew left an unhappy soul,she was'nt all too pleased.&lt;br /&gt;craving for the heart fely love,i had to give my all .&lt;br /&gt;and for u ,it was worth,you're the one i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid sia.today got fototaking mann.ahahha haii got to sch at bout 9? AHAHHA was hiding in the toilet didnt wanna go for lesson mann.hahaha stupid or wad ahha now i'm bored the week was just crazy ahah.yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;now its just me myself and i .and i dunt wann problems and GET CAUGHT UP IN PERSONALITIES MANN.enuff la.ahahah so i 've gotta pick bro ! tata's ttytml.muuahh!loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31009712-115382190374771565?l=mypaperheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115382190374771565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31009712&amp;postID=115382190374771565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115382190374771565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31009712/posts/default/115382190374771565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypaperheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/remnants-of-that-paper-hart.html' title=''/><author><name>black saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582702430465029632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
