<?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-2914194569934635521</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:33:47.372-07:00</updated><category term='x-box'/><category term='Oh'/><title type='text'>Mr. Payne's Poetry Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-4342833699985237144</id><published>2010-01-11T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:56:01.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love hurts</title><content type='html'>I remember that day that I met you. It was like seeing an angel sent to me. You were shining and i didn't know what to do. I had courage, I wanted to know you. You told me your name and we started to talk. I felt that I found the other half of my heart. The girl of my dreams. It was impossible to believe. But I wasn't the only one to feel it. You promised me your love. You gave me your heart and as a fool inlove I believed all that you said. Who says that we can't be together? I think our love is forever even though we are different. After few months you started to be different and I don't even know why you don't want me to talk to you anymore. But now you tell me that your family doesn't like me. You have to be with someone different, that you're not gonna ge fine with me. Ask them if they remember love. Tell'em that you love me and you can't be without me. I think our love is forever and it's hard to unmake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4342833699985237144?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4342833699985237144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4342833699985237144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4342833699985237144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4342833699985237144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-hurts.html' title='Love hurts'/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-4676454123481204853</id><published>2009-11-24T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:11:02.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Freshness Of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5udxoc2C40s/Swxw_7X5WGI/AAAAAAAAABE/U7qS_q841oc/s1600/beach-love-sky-care.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407821496137111650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5udxoc2C40s/Swxw_7X5WGI/AAAAAAAAABE/U7qS_q841oc/s320/beach-love-sky-care.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My darling bud of May&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The one of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;So soft so calm so gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I always wanted you close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;For that one last chance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;On my knees shall I ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Don't run away from me;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh my beloved star of night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I've looked for you day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Neither wind or rain would make me give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I would cross the wilderness to regain you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh you my love, light of my life&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/2914194569934635521-4676454123481204853?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4676454123481204853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4676454123481204853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4676454123481204853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4676454123481204853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-darling-bug-of-may-one-of-my-heart_24.html' title='The Freshness Of My Heart'/><author><name>Prince M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00119906537096936496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5udxoc2C40s/SxV1ot0RQ_I/AAAAAAAAACI/fUQR3NjXnL0/S220/naruto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5udxoc2C40s/Swxw_7X5WGI/AAAAAAAAABE/U7qS_q841oc/s72-c/beach-love-sky-care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-535934388755157188</id><published>2009-11-23T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:51:50.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prince Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XEkjditIBeg/SwsCMkedE2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/28sA8t2s7Yo/s1600/pride-and-prejudice-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407418192561509218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XEkjditIBeg/SwsCMkedE2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/28sA8t2s7Yo/s400/pride-and-prejudice-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love doesn't exist until two souls meet&lt;br /&gt;In a sweet dream shall I find my love&lt;br /&gt;'cause those are the ones that no one can wet&lt;br /&gt;In my heart my soulmate shall be like a dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear her voice I always wanted&lt;br /&gt;That voice shall I remember forever&lt;br /&gt;Like a house my heart shall be haunted&lt;br /&gt;'cause I believe we were meant to last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember her goddess body with hair like stems&lt;br /&gt;United to each other like branches in a tree&lt;br /&gt;In my mind shall I always carry them,&lt;br /&gt;Those memories that make me feel free like a bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to feel the sun from both sides&lt;br /&gt;And my heart cannot push it aside&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/2914194569934635521-535934388755157188?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/535934388755157188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=535934388755157188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/535934388755157188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/535934388755157188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6831744307423392616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6831744307423392616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6831744307423392616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XEkjditIBeg/ScfUM3InhMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DvxuB0txa9Y/s72-c/Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-7524892854016546314</id><published>2008-12-11T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:10:12.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never have time for me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to sit back and think,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe sometime, someyear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My day will come just for me!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ski is dark and,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The star's and shinning bright,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wind is softly blowing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Threw out the night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7524892854016546314?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7524892854016546314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7524892854016546314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7524892854016546314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7524892854016546314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Bubblz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06210764530939082944</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-2914194569934635521.post-488001623791102186</id><published>2008-12-11T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:45:09.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun in the middle of the day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing blocking it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;warm like a cup of coffee in the morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't like to talk about myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reserved &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theres things you don't supposed to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What did happen to me????? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-488001623791102186?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/488001623791102186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=488001623791102186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/488001623791102186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/488001623791102186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/sun-in-middle-of-day-nothing-blocking.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</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-2914194569934635521.post-1410519935484947079</id><published>2008-12-11T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:46:08.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>I am ready for this weekend i&lt;br /&gt;am going to hang out with ma crew&lt;br /&gt;dam but i wonder when it's going to end?&lt;br /&gt;my homeboys baby cant stop saying gu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1410519935484947079?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1410519935484947079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1410519935484947079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1410519935484947079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1410519935484947079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-7974119748261289736</id><published>2008-12-11T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:44:05.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cold sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;    The sun is up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;it's the middle of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;there are clouds all around the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;there is no light or heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Always &lt;em&gt;there when I walk by you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;you see through me as If  I weren't there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7974119748261289736?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7974119748261289736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7974119748261289736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7974119748261289736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7974119748261289736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/cold-sun.html' title='The Cold sun'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</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-2914194569934635521.post-3812750767683645898</id><published>2008-12-11T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:35:14.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When the sun goes&lt;br /&gt;it turns dark and&lt;br /&gt;with that stars come out.&lt;br /&gt;When something bad&lt;br /&gt;happens i don't cry in&lt;br /&gt;the outside but in&lt;br /&gt;the inside I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3812750767683645898?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3812750767683645898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3812750767683645898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3812750767683645898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3812750767683645898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-sun-goes-it-turns-dark-and-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</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-2914194569934635521.post-4313430040367561191</id><published>2008-12-11T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:31:58.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sea</title><content type='html'>Late in the night at the sea&lt;br /&gt;the animals running and feeling the breeze&lt;br /&gt;the water is warm like the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Arlette loves to be free&lt;br /&gt;like the sea during a electric storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4313430040367561191?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-8230239110997620954</id><published>2008-12-11T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:19:55.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;dropped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;all it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;of fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;and it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-8230239110997620954?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8230239110997620954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8230239110997620954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8230239110997620954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8230239110997620954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/tree-dropped-all-its-leaves-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</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-2914194569934635521.post-252197827443151908</id><published>2008-12-09T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:22:52.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forget sometimes&lt;br /&gt;how small i am,&lt;br /&gt;that something out there&lt;br /&gt;is greater than me.&lt;br /&gt;The clouds at sunset&lt;br /&gt;are the color of blush wine&lt;br /&gt;and creamy linen sheets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-252197827443151908?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-9139029262880995719</id><published>2008-11-25T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:19:33.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As I walked down the road I see just dark far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; and while I walk, light apears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The light just comes from on top of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;something is chasing me I look back andis nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;when I move it moves when I stop it stops and it copies all my movements,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;suddenly the light goes off and it stops chasing me all you see is darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I walk againto the light and it starts to chace me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I face it and talk to my self out loud, is that the thing that is chasing me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I ignor it and I still think thats not the thing that is chasing me, I look down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;in the floor and is my shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-9139029262880995719?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-4918450835382190841</id><published>2008-11-25T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:14:40.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NIGHT MARE&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;      Im in a big honted mansion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;         there's lots of slaughtered people walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;         I look up to my left and see a zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;         with a chain saw starts running down the stairs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          trying to slaughter me in half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          I try to run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          but my feet feal as if they had weights on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;    I look back and I see that he is gaining up on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;           when all of a sudden he starts to slow down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            I hide in a corner of the big mansion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            I hear a big growl of a chain saw geteng started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            I feal a cold shiver doun my spine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            I feal like screaming but nothing comes out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            I look up and see a the zombie jumping up in the air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;            and thats when I wake up from this horrible nigt mare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4918450835382190841?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4918450835382190841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4918450835382190841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4918450835382190841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4918450835382190841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-mare-im-in-big-honted-mansion.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</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-2914194569934635521.post-126653758914080671</id><published>2008-11-25T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:00:05.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness</title><content type='html'>Sadness is a big blue ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is deep and is seems to never have an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salty waves that come to the shore are the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears brought by the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is deep and dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deeper it goes the darker it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so deep you don't know when you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will hit the bottom of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-126653758914080671?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-3224671300888246267</id><published>2008-11-25T13:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:41:00.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still</title><content type='html'>Beneath the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of the neighbors' television&lt;br /&gt;And behind the whirr of traffic,&lt;br /&gt;You can, if still and humble enough,&lt;br /&gt;Hear a toddler giggling across the street,&lt;br /&gt;Electricity running through a wall socket,&lt;br /&gt;Platelets bumping the walls of your veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above this, hanging&lt;br /&gt;Over all these sounds is a heavy black canvas,&lt;br /&gt;Tied to the Earth at the corners.&lt;br /&gt;If you wait long enough,&lt;br /&gt;Silence has not only a sound,&lt;br /&gt;But a color, a weight,&lt;br /&gt;It presses on you like dough and fills the corners of your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Blows on your cheek&lt;br /&gt;And cries in your lap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3224671300888246267?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3224671300888246267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3224671300888246267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3224671300888246267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3224671300888246267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/still.html' title='still'/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</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-2914194569934635521.post-1390457339499768558</id><published>2008-11-25T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:54:39.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;windows of your soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I peek, to see what there may grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not curiosity, but a secret I seek. Into the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_____ __&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;___ __&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I go. I find truth in lies; pain covered up by your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cries. But why you cry I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as hard as I try, I just can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deny that I too am filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with woe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1390457339499768558?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1390457339499768558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1390457339499768558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1390457339499768558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1390457339499768558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Justine27</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01765729032800337932</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-2914194569934635521.post-5992414404087182728</id><published>2008-11-25T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:41:57.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shoot!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bigger the pain, that I feel inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of my heart, like the shoot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dangerous &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gun in the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5992414404087182728?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5992414404087182728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5992414404087182728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5992414404087182728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the way you speak to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the way you read my mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more I hate you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more rusty mold eats at my soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the little lies and stupid times we shared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh how i hate the things you say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You leave me a bitter feeling of algae.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5791331966663311141?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5791331966663311141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5791331966663311141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5791331966663311141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5791331966663311141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hate-you.html' title='I hate yOu'/><author><name>Bubblz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06210764530939082944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-6143049081430028065</id><published>2008-11-13T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:07:03.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;An elegy to my homeboy may he R.I.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All I have are memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He never seemed to have any worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I hung out with him it was constant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes he would get me mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but when he was here I would never be sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The night he was killed I got full of anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I hope that who took his life regrets what they did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I heard the news I couldnt believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what i saw on the news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was speechless and in denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tears rolled down my cheeks when I realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was never again going to laugh at his pranks and jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For the first time he made me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will always remember him the way he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-6143049081430028065?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6143049081430028065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6143049081430028065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6143049081430028065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6143049081430028065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/elegy-to-my-homeboy-may-he-r.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-8971358707773320371</id><published>2008-11-13T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:09:01.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A ode to my x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how i heart in side&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how meny times I have tride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feal so confused and I dont know If we shuld&lt;br /&gt;stay together or to try maikeng things at least&lt;br /&gt;a little bit better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears you caused have made my heart so&lt;br /&gt;sad in a way I feal mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good times we spent together I will treasure&lt;br /&gt;them with me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we said googd bye&lt;br /&gt;It fealt as if evry thing you&lt;br /&gt;said wus just a big all lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you so&lt;br /&gt;but for now I got to move on and let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-8971358707773320371?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8971358707773320371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8971358707773320371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8971358707773320371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8971358707773320371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode-to-my-x-oh-how-i-heart-in-side-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-3859558944237793794</id><published>2008-11-13T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:01:22.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At the same time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;as I fell like I'm close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;of the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It goes so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How long I was walking inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where is the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Of this huge tube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And Where I was going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The time came and went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As the wind infront of my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally at the end of this tube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I discovered myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everything outside was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some shadows cold and tall appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Walking the same path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With this sahdows arround me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some ones turned behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I continued walking in the path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Watching the dawn and the nigh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In an open field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then  infront of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A Gambler appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wearing a Dark mysterious cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I couldn't see his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;His eyes and mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Covered by darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With cold and strong voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He asked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What I was goning to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Which  path I was going to take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The wide and warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Or the cold and tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Making me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Like if I were paralized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If i don't choose soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He will meka my own decision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I decided the tight and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Getting inside, everything had change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The heavy and weird atmosphere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With almost a couple lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To let us see toward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And the ground like a wasteland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some shadows failed  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But some of us could out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Both paths get together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But we were different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now we have equipment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In all of our body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And the other shadows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just a few shields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Trying to figure out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How that was posible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Those paths prepared us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For the biggest battle of our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fighting agains giants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ilucionist to makeing us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stay away from the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dreamhunters taking away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our proposal in our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At the end of this huge battle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only a few shadows and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Could get to the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The top of the biggest mountain that I ever see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After all the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All the survivors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stayed in the high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For the rest of our times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3859558944237793794?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3859558944237793794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3859558944237793794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3859558944237793794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3859558944237793794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-same-time-as-i-fell-like-im-close-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-7530210340376805808</id><published>2008-11-13T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:41:33.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ode to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ode to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For the joy it brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ode to the way it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sorrows my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But the way it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Touches my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ode for the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It makes me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But also can make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me very weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ode to the happy tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And wounderful years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~*Kalisia Reyes*~&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/2914194569934635521-7530210340376805808?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7530210340376805808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7530210340376805808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7530210340376805808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7530210340376805808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode-to-love.html' title='Ode To Love'/><author><name>Bubblz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06210764530939082944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-3372080617854137878</id><published>2008-11-13T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:44:01.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unk</title><content type='html'>Two weeks into your life.&lt;br /&gt;I snatched you up couse you were&lt;br /&gt;in the street.&lt;br /&gt;I took you in my home with a lot&lt;br /&gt;of hope and pride.&lt;br /&gt;My mom and brothers loved your&lt;br /&gt;cute boxer face.&lt;br /&gt;My mom loved you like her smallest son&lt;br /&gt;and feed you more then her own.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know why she gave you&lt;br /&gt;away,but we hope you never pass&lt;br /&gt;away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                      We love you Tyson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3372080617854137878?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3372080617854137878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3372080617854137878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3372080617854137878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3372080617854137878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/unk.html' title='unk'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06336661988836944168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-9016649503779299148</id><published>2008-05-21T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T07:02:42.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh'/><title type='text'>Ode to Cheerleading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh Cheerleading how the weak come in and leave strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how your loud voices pump up the crowd to their feet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and your enchanted voices casts spells on the people and get them to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cheer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they throw me in the air like a dolphin jumping out of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;though bumps and bruses may come and you may feel like a weaping tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but the beauty of it is coming together as a team..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-9016649503779299148?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9016649503779299148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=9016649503779299148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9016649503779299148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9016649503779299148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/ode-to-cheerleading.html' title='Ode to Cheerleading'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QBR5UIkre2Y/S3rcIeHNnVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9pWSWDj3ZZc/S220/My+Pic.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-5400603313109234850</id><published>2008-05-02T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:45:53.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn Between The 2.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so torn between the two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really like him but I love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wen I'm with him everything in the World seems right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N wen me n yu r 2qether all we do is fiqht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He treats me so good and yu make me cry all niqht&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try 2 b wit yu but I cant push sumthin that aint meant 2 b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was lost in love wit yu but he finally set me free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn this gots me goin krazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna call yu baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I wanna b his 1 n only lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I sit here and think I'm so torn in between the two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really like him but I love yu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can sum1 help me bcuz I dunno wat the hell 2 do....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5400603313109234850?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5400603313109234850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5400603313109234850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5400603313109234850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5400603313109234850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/05/torn-between-2.html' title='Torn Between The 2.....'/><author><name>Annonymous21</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-4967713111274481375</id><published>2008-04-25T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:07:47.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode your big head self</title><content type='html'>Ode to that big head boy on the church bus.&lt;br /&gt;His head is real big and can’t wait to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way your knee caps are always dry and full of rust.&lt;br /&gt;Now I slapped you upside your head...ouch! &lt;br /&gt;That had to hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents must be aliens&lt;br /&gt;Because your head is a ten gallon hat.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t think I am psycho or insane.&lt;br /&gt;I like you a lot even though I don’t show it. &lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode to that big head boy on my church bus.&lt;br /&gt;His head is real big with ashy knees that rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode your big head self...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4967713111274481375?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4967713111274481375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4967713111274481375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4967713111274481375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4967713111274481375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-your-big-head-self.html' title='Ode your big head self'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-6200231517980854124</id><published>2008-04-23T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:05:24.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Memories</title><content type='html'>Can you remember your first love?&lt;br /&gt;The way they held you...&lt;br /&gt;the way they made you feel?&lt;br /&gt;                      Was their personality beautiful as a dove?&lt;br /&gt;Did their words soothe?&lt;br /&gt;How did they make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;                      What was the color of their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Green, brown, hazel, or blue...&lt;br /&gt;or was it closer to teal?&lt;br /&gt;                       If they left you, did you write sweet goodbyes?&lt;br /&gt;"Your love is like a tool..."&lt;br /&gt;Did you send them an envelope that was sealed?&lt;br /&gt;                       Love is like a flowing river from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember you first love that was true?&lt;br /&gt;Were they there for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-6200231517980854124?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6200231517980854124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6200231517980854124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6200231517980854124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6200231517980854124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-memories.html' title='Sweet Memories'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2457869000402459097</id><published>2008-04-20T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:18:10.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she sits there all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;thinking about the one she loves the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she thinks,can he see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;does he truly know who i am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why do i do the things i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;why am i so scared to fall in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what do i do now that hes gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;all i want to know is why i alway end up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;asking myself why or how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i just wonder if ill find the answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2457869000402459097?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2457869000402459097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2457869000402459097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2457869000402459097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2457869000402459097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/thoughts.html' title='thoughts...'/><author><name>chenowa vaudrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-771061964576046106</id><published>2008-04-20T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:32:35.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;loving you like i never loved befor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  with arms wide open for you to adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;all the pain that i would go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  is not anoff as my love is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;if i could explain it i would try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  but every time i think about us i just about cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;why?because to see me happy with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  is all i want and all im wiling to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;for me to tell you how much im in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  kinda hurts because i cant explain it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i want you to know,i wont put you though pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  all the pain i had to go through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i promice i would not do that to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  as i sit here and think about all the hurting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i think about earning your trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  no mater what i do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just remember that i will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-771061964576046106?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/771061964576046106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=771061964576046106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/771061964576046106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/771061964576046106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/love_20.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>chenowa vaudrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2897867975232579979</id><published>2008-04-19T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:16:08.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;my friends always say that if you leave a relationship in the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;    that is where it hould stay,well i want my old one back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;i had a good boyfriend that i had alot in commen with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;    but i through it all away for what people would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;he treated me like every man should treat a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;    he was funny,kind,sweet and every thing i ever dreamd i would have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;he was my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;    i was in love with him,but i cant always have what i loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;he took my heart with out even knowing he took it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;    if i could have one more chance i would do it all agen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;but for now we are just going to see where this life takes us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;   and live life to the fullest,with eachother hopfuly someday soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;my heart is still here if he wants it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;    im not going away any-time soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;writen by,chenowa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2897867975232579979?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2897867975232579979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2897867975232579979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2897867975232579979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2897867975232579979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/relationship.html' title='relationship'/><author><name>chenowa vaudrey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-9186227948633411358</id><published>2008-04-10T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:59:53.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Me, Myself and I.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, change colors.&lt;br /&gt;Various colors,&lt;br /&gt;But never am I the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bright blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sky blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the normal crayon &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sky blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of blue that people smile upon.&lt;br /&gt;Bold and bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sadness,&lt;/span&gt; I am a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;dark orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly, quiet and not bold at all.&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Orange, dark orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My natural color.&lt;br /&gt;The color that is just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i dont have a mood.&lt;br /&gt;When im not mad or &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cheerful &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;A bright &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing elegantly against the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Not moving.&lt;br /&gt;Just still,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there, boldly.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;My natural color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-9186227948633411358?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9186227948633411358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=9186227948633411358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9186227948633411358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9186227948633411358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/colors.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>Kaffrynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3p_KJkESQk/TKF8s9rCWYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W2U6Ip_YJ5s/S220/Cross'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-952201522421152461</id><published>2008-04-10T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:50:13.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retontos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;!Oh God!&lt;br /&gt;Why did you&lt;br /&gt;give&lt;br /&gt;This nasty, evil minds&lt;br /&gt;to these innocent&lt;br /&gt;teenagers&lt;br /&gt;this will only make them&lt;br /&gt;trouble makers&lt;br /&gt;All i have to say to&lt;br /&gt;you god is&lt;br /&gt;That i will see&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;br /&gt;and i just hope,&lt;br /&gt;That those trouble makers&lt;br /&gt;Don't become real killers&lt;br /&gt;Better known as&lt;br /&gt;Gangsters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Enrique Cornejo&lt;br /&gt;Kike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-952201522421152461?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/952201522421152461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=952201522421152461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/952201522421152461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/952201522421152461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/retontos.html' title='Retontos'/><author><name>Anonymous User</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-3508596208753402734</id><published>2008-04-10T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:15:07.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Beginning</title><content type='html'>“Sierra Center for the Preforming Arts”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flyer said.  I knew what it meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having become used to the students’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique approach to spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them don’t know an adverb from a tomato,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is fun sometimes, because if they were to write,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He tomato ran down the hall,” I would understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just fine.  I am in the business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of preforming, after all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And it is an art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3508596208753402734?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3508596208753402734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3508596208753402734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3508596208753402734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3508596208753402734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-beginning.html' title='In the Beginning'/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-9044299253744068738</id><published>2008-04-09T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:20:02.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friendships shine in my heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like the light of the moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your friends stand there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;bright as day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but sad as night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;while you stand there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hoping the sadness goes away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the happiness comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;like the bright sunrise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and stays alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;until the end of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-9044299253744068738?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9044299253744068738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=9044299253744068738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9044299253744068738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9044299253744068738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship_09.html' title='friendship'/><author><name>Donald Cobb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ajH5enRIX-I/R_6Jbda64tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SHs39m_yOAQ/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2333775659241875705</id><published>2008-04-09T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:47:57.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Everybody has something to say about little bitty old me. She did this and she did that. Im glad you got your so called facts. Yall are all concerned on who and what I do. Sorry Im not concerned about you. I see the way you look at me and I hear your smart comments. And when I flip out and act crazy you wanna say you gone call your people. But maybe just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what you say cause its mostly bull anyway. I don’t care what you do cause its all on you. Sorry if you don’t like it but opps sweetie you made this person they call Kelsey B. If you don’t like me GOOD don’t talk to me. But please oh please continue to talk about me. Im glad Im entertaining you.&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/2914194569934635521-2333775659241875705?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2333775659241875705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2333775659241875705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2333775659241875705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2333775659241875705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-me.html' title='Still Me'/><author><name>ImaBeMe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2891476626928468854</id><published>2008-04-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:42:09.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody has an opinion on my everyday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dang Kelsey looks a mess, or hair is sooo short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2891476626928468854?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2891476626928468854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2891476626928468854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2891476626928468854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2891476626928468854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/everybody-has-opinion-on-my-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>ImaBeMe</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-4103423363660839566</id><published>2008-04-09T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T08:41:27.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That I am the Black Widow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Widow gives off her charm to an unsuspecting mate.&lt;br /&gt;            She bats her long &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;golden eyelashes&lt;/span&gt; and blows off a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet kiss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;            But he doesn’t realize his terrible, twisted fate.&lt;br /&gt;            To the long, hairy, bug-eyed creep, this is &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;total bliss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wink to him after he makes our &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;new crystal web&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;            The &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink morning&lt;/span&gt; sky turns into a &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;smoky gray&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;            Our children run off in the sun before they rest their heads.&lt;br /&gt;            While my husband sleeps, I make him “useful” to the upcoming new day.&lt;br /&gt;“Breakfast is ready!” The children taste this new food: a strange, yet familiar flavor.&lt;br /&gt;            “Where has daddy gone, Momma?” the fourteen kids turn to ask.&lt;br /&gt;            “He has forever left due to doing us a ‘big favor’.”&lt;br /&gt;            A &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;charming diabolical grin&lt;/span&gt; appears on her Black face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4103423363660839566?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4103423363660839566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4103423363660839566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4103423363660839566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4103423363660839566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-i-am-black-widow.html' title='That I am the Black Widow'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-3491344497642695350</id><published>2008-04-08T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:00:06.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO YOU!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who are you I don't even know anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You're like another person,I've never met before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You make me confused,you play with my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Saying,I'm the one who keeps us apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Please,comeback,I miss old one you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You've changed in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You're not the one I knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I loved what you do and love what you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But that is enough,I said to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm done trying now,to find what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My last words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;good bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stay,please,away!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3491344497642695350?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3491344497642695350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3491344497642695350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3491344497642695350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3491344497642695350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-you.html' title='TO YOU!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rabushka</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-330691307762847097</id><published>2008-04-07T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:37:03.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Friendship begins at home&lt;br /&gt;and is spread out&lt;br /&gt;friendship is more then a special two.&lt;br /&gt;friendship is universal,&lt;br /&gt;it comes in many shapes and sizes&lt;br /&gt;most have great surprises&lt;br /&gt;friendship is a trusting bond that can never be broken!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-330691307762847097?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/330691307762847097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=330691307762847097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/330691307762847097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/330691307762847097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>blue_eys92</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-3371768502969433757</id><published>2008-04-07T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:34:19.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Go!</title><content type='html'>My heart is aching,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so, please dont go&lt;br /&gt;I miss your touch, the way we hugged&lt;br /&gt;such a small peice of affection,&lt;br /&gt;showed so much love.&lt;br /&gt;the slightest touch ment so much&lt;br /&gt;i miss your smile, and the way we talked a while.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so please dont go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3371768502969433757?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3371768502969433757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3371768502969433757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3371768502969433757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3371768502969433757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-go.html' title='Dont Go!'/><author><name>blue_eys92</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-3780741060254967810</id><published>2008-04-07T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:31:50.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Over</title><content type='html'>Dreams and visions are so rare,&lt;br /&gt;Life and decisions arent always fare&lt;br /&gt;never knowing which way to go,&lt;br /&gt;As you look at your tracks in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Trucks and toys are always there,&lt;br /&gt;But his bed will always be bare,&lt;br /&gt;Boats and girls were his biggest plan,&lt;br /&gt;but he was god's biggest fan.&lt;br /&gt;For this little boy went from laughing&lt;br /&gt;and playing&lt;br /&gt;to bed fast laying, no more red rover&lt;br /&gt;for now god its all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3780741060254967810?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3780741060254967810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3780741060254967810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3780741060254967810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3780741060254967810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-over.html' title='All Over'/><author><name>blue_eys92</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-6830731076492024650</id><published>2008-04-06T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:48:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How come every time you look at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to roll my eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My chicks start blushing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I dont notice anybody else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How come everything you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makes me want to smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And give you a tender hug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I haven't seen you for a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How come just talking about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gives me butterflies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hurts if you do something wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How come I can't show this to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't be open about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just tell you how i feel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always want to play it off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And give you a hard time about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you don't even know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much I want to call your number&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And say &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/2914194569934635521-6830731076492024650?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6830731076492024650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6830731076492024650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6830731076492024650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6830731076492024650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-come.html' title='How Come'/><author><name>Rabushka</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-692666836721014770</id><published>2008-04-04T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:29:39.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy R.I.P Aunty Lorna</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eventhough we never met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your ashes scattered through the empty space of the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone cried as i cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knowing all the good things you done in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finding all the evidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; that you got gasonline thrown on you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;from men that were savages,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burned you in your house aparment for there sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The fire you stood in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; made everyone burst into flame with anger on that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Only thing that made you feel safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was to be back home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; but scattered with everyone of our ancestrys in the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to make our home safe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which is our Island of Hawaii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seeing the ashes of you in a container, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;made me think how diffrent it would be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; seeing you in your house being burned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  never to return back to life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and hard to find the remains of you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now that i see your ashes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; makes a image in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Seeing all the pieces of your ashes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;makes part of a puzzle to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bit by bit ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to make a whole figure of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as if your here wit us at this family funeral . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never you will be hurt again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because you are invisible to the enemies that wouldnt like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-692666836721014770?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/692666836721014770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=692666836721014770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/692666836721014770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/692666836721014770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-rip-aunty-lorna.html' title='Elegy R.I.P Aunty Lorna'/><author><name>Pico</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KEWbaqoo5Ho/R_as6nEcdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mnvK7CcGu2M/S220/March+22+08+Aunty+mill+031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-1494991468414805655</id><published>2008-04-04T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:49:59.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Here My Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cross my hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and pray to the lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That when the day comes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would like to see life one last time ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but instead .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna see the good things in life i did,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and put all the bad things aside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never willing to see it written in the heavens book at all .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;f i was to see the bad things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then life as i see it ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will then crash upon me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a ocean current washing away the hawiian islands,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if i had many people cryin for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i dont want my bucket to be filled up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as the path i walk to heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ppl was to cry as i walk the path to heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then my bucket will fill and get heavier and heavier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;which i will never reach my destiny to heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please if i was to leave this world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;promise me you would never cry to much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because when that time comes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never reach my destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;promise me you will then show others luv, care,honesty, and respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lord here the prayer's i pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1494991468414805655?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1494991468414805655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1494991468414805655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1494991468414805655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1494991468414805655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayers-to-lord-prayers.html' title='Lord Here My Prayer'/><author><name>Pico</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KEWbaqoo5Ho/R_as6nEcdYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mnvK7CcGu2M/S220/March+22+08+Aunty+mill+031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-335006797332953376</id><published>2008-04-04T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:06:49.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sound asleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She was sleeping like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;snake&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;motionless and silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;both eyes wide open,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;droul running down the side of her neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but that didnt last long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she soon begain snoring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sounds like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gorilla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;came out her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;rolling around the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;moving faster than a fat person chasing a twinkee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOOM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she rolled off the bed hitting the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the sound of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thunder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;echoed the whole house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but the strange part about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she didnt feel a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all she did was continued sleeping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;motionless and silent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;snake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-335006797332953376?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/335006797332953376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=335006797332953376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/335006797332953376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/335006797332953376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/sound-asleep.html' title='sound asleep'/><author><name>LIL BLACK</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-4472810768891646927</id><published>2008-04-04T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:19:40.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gajangle Tooth</title><content type='html'>She smiled so fiercely,&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid she would cut her lip on that crooked tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't help it, I smiled too,&lt;br /&gt;So wide that my cheeks started hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took little steps down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;I carefully lifted the veil.&lt;br /&gt;Don't snag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4472810768891646927?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4472810768891646927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4472810768891646927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4472810768891646927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4472810768891646927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/gajangle-tooth.html' title='Gajangle Tooth'/><author><name>Mr. Payne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04331563508568924168</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-2914194569934635521.post-2137922304336988651</id><published>2008-04-03T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:48:42.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugrats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ode to the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; How you drive me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Leaving those fingerprints on everything that you touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Yet you still find a way to bring joy to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute laughter heard miles away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Those smiles that brighten any day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Soft voices that slumber a days work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  A hug that brings warmth to the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   A peck on the cheek to last a life time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mischievous grins of your wild actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A triumphant shout in accomplishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Innocent eyes that drowns all anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What a glorious feeling to have kids in life!&lt;/span&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/2914194569934635521-2137922304336988651?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2137922304336988651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2137922304336988651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2137922304336988651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2137922304336988651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-kids-how-you-drive-me-insane.html' title='Rugrats'/><author><name>Lover Girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2464801907520355613</id><published>2008-04-03T13:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:43:18.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Wasted Elegy</title><content type='html'>People come and go,&lt;br /&gt;Stay and grow or maybe even be done and blown,&lt;br /&gt;but I know for sure,&lt;br /&gt;that our love is through.&lt;br /&gt;You were my first &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, and oh, how I loved the way we bonded like two &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;rivers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The precious way we hung out together on Friday nights, going all the way to Denver.&lt;br /&gt;Our first kiss by the stairs, and oh,&lt;br /&gt;how that rememberable way&lt;br /&gt;I stared into your luscious brown eyes, you know.&lt;br /&gt;That wicked day,&lt;br /&gt;you were cast away,&lt;br /&gt;and we would soon be apart.&lt;br /&gt;But when you came back,&lt;br /&gt;I started to react,&lt;br /&gt;on the way I saw a terrible change&lt;br /&gt;in you.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes didn't show affection or sympathy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Like your eyes turned cold&lt;br /&gt;with hatred and shame when you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;with a face full of dullness.&lt;br /&gt;You've changed and I believe this change is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when you were cute and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;You showed me true &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought that the heavens and above&lt;br /&gt;gave me a prince that would sweep me in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;Instead you were a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;frog&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and I should have known all along&lt;br /&gt;not to trust this new change in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2464801907520355613?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2464801907520355613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2464801907520355613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2464801907520355613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2464801907520355613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-wasted-elegy.html' title='A Love Wasted Elegy'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-8009540838156618771</id><published>2008-04-03T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:39:06.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my PSP.</title><content type='html'>Yes! My little piece of technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i need from this Modern world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my music corrdinator, Oh Playstation Portable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my DVD player in the palm of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a handheld radio. Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your the best. Computer in all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what I would call you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Kat and Belinda named you FRANKINSTIEN!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-8009540838156618771?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8009540838156618771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8009540838156618771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8009540838156618771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8009540838156618771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-my-psp.html' title='Ode to my PSP.'/><author><name>Anonymous User</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2165937332636442763</id><published>2008-04-03T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:37:04.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eligy To Grandpa</title><content type='html'>zzboktGrandpa you ued to be here&lt;br /&gt;and I always had fun while&lt;br /&gt;youwere here I will always miss you&lt;br /&gt;U used to pretend to be santa&lt;br /&gt;every Christmas I always used t love&lt;br /&gt;when you did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just reminicing overand over since you died&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2165937332636442763?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2165937332636442763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2165937332636442763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2165937332636442763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2165937332636442763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/eligy-to-grandpa.html' title='Eligy To Grandpa'/><author><name>K.D.C.P.A</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-1092893248572578965</id><published>2008-04-03T13:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:01:10.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh timmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thy crystal eyes reflect the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that sits upon the ocean waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thine porcielain skin pail like the cold ivory stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yet still beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;thy smile that lights my night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;like the flawless moon is everylasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;your laugh rings like the sweetmusic in my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh how i wish i could match that tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thy personality that is so rair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;like the flower that only blooms in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thine heart that is so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like the beauty in each and every one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;in wich i wish i had it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;but thats only in my long lost dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="bachground: #6666cc"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1092893248572578965?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1092893248572578965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1092893248572578965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1092893248572578965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1092893248572578965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/timmy.html' title='Timmy'/><author><name>chenowa vaudrey</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-344264540634217981</id><published>2008-04-03T13:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:41:51.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>video ipod</title><content type='html'>OH!you video ipod that which hold the memories and expirences&lt;br /&gt;that people store inside you.&lt;br /&gt;the songs stored inside you are the feelins the artist&lt;br /&gt;are feeling right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;you record their fear,pain,sadness,angry and happy emotions.&lt;br /&gt;you video ipod are the contaner of peoplesemotions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-344264540634217981?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/344264540634217981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=344264540634217981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/344264540634217981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/344264540634217981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/video-ipod.html' title='video ipod'/><author><name>$outh $1d3 boi</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-9200546681711276296</id><published>2008-04-03T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:32:17.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to my Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you took me in your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arms when I came &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;into the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my parents told me you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took good care of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way you held me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like the cradle 'til I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fall asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the thing is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant seem to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remembr you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-9200546681711276296?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9200546681711276296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=9200546681711276296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9200546681711276296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/9200546681711276296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-grandpa.html' title='Elegy to my Grandpa'/><author><name>mtogia</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-6212040700330234013</id><published>2008-04-03T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:36:20.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my Jordans</title><content type='html'>oh my Jordans!&lt;br /&gt;you keep me looking good&lt;br /&gt;through day in and day out&lt;br /&gt;with your suede feel&lt;br /&gt;and your variety of all colors and sizes&lt;br /&gt;and your own special designs&lt;br /&gt;with you soaring through the air&lt;br /&gt;like an eagle in the sky&lt;br /&gt;oh my Jordans!&lt;br /&gt;-Justin Sabala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-6212040700330234013?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6212040700330234013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6212040700330234013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6212040700330234013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6212040700330234013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-my-jordans.html' title='Ode to my Jordans'/><author><name>$outh $1d3 boi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-157700194745302226</id><published>2008-04-03T13:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:42:19.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Please don't say how good I was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    but that I did my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just say I tried to do what was right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    to give the most i could, no less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Please don't give mewings or a halo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    that's for God to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want no more than I deserve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    no extras, just my due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Please don't give me flowers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    or talk in real hush tones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't be concerned about me now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm well with God, I've made it home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't talk about what could have been,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    it's over and done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just see to all my family needs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;especially my soon to be little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm following the path God laid for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I took His hand when I heard Him call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    I turned my back and left it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I could not stay another day to laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    to love, to work or play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tasks left undone must stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I found that place at the close of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    If my passing has left a void,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    then fill it with remembered joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    A friendship shared, a laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a kiss, ah yes, these things, I too will miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;        Writen in honor by the late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;            Darrell Lewis Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-157700194745302226?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/157700194745302226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=157700194745302226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/157700194745302226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/157700194745302226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-last-request.html' title='My Last Request'/><author><name>LIL BLACK</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-5583632867177391625</id><published>2008-04-03T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:29:17.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my shoes</title><content type='html'>Oh my shoes!&lt;br /&gt;you keep me looking fresh and on style&lt;br /&gt;without you I would go crazy like a monkey&lt;br /&gt;whether its jordans, converse, or air force 1's&lt;br /&gt;I love my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;-victor Diaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5583632867177391625?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5583632867177391625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5583632867177391625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5583632867177391625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5583632867177391625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-my-shoes_03.html' title='Ode to my shoes'/><author><name>VD @k@ El Bambino</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-3988904115654742541</id><published>2008-04-03T13:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:43:57.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Degenerate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Always together and never apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;We will be forever, and no break will start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Your Love is so perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;your kindness is great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;your hard to explain, I can't relate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Your smiles my cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Of everything pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I feel emotionally happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wanting you to endure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My life is nothing, wthout you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I think about you through and through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I know it will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lets forget the past, Lets make a will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No more fights, no more silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lets stick together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Just like an alliance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan Hazlett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3988904115654742541?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3988904115654742541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3988904115654742541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3988904115654742541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3988904115654742541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/degenerate_03.html' title='Degenerate'/><author><name>Anonymous User</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-6703242972128550578</id><published>2008-04-03T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:33:02.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Dark but warm easter morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the soft ocean breezes blowing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the darkness of the night ruined by the blazing roar of fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that was the day you went away to the heavens &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was probably the one easter morning you didnt go to church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God was never dissappointed in you for not going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you got to meet him face to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im sure he was just as happy to see you as you were to see him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you as an angel heaven will never be the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a sad easter morning when God took you away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but Im Kind of glad he did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he didnt take you away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont think I would have the appreciation for life that I do today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I would like to thank you for all the things you have done for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eventhough i never got to meet you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you grandmommy and I cant wait to see you again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when God calls me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-6703242972128550578?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6703242972128550578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6703242972128550578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6703242972128550578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6703242972128550578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/sad-easter-sunday.html' title='Sad Easter Sunday'/><author><name>mara Garbutt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-5634821334004944386</id><published>2008-04-03T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:33:57.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elgey to my GrAnDmA aNd PaPa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kno you dont kno me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I dopnt kno you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but not a day goes by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;without my thinking of you two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It bothers me not seeing your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You mr. wonderful with your cooking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;skills. who would have ever thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my grandpa was tha best chef &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in town and got to cook for tha general.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish i could have met your beautiful spirit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ms. sweet old sweet. You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;were one of tha best hair stylist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were in your time of dying and couldnt take &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;care of yourself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I wonder if you were thinking of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;You having a granddaughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I heard you were tha sweetest woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;and had a loving soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I hope your looking down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;as much as im looking up at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Tha day I meet you two in heaven will fo real be the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;day my tears that i have for you guys dry up and be a clolud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;of smiles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I really cant wait to see you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;and for you guys to fill that empty space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5634821334004944386?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5634821334004944386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5634821334004944386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5634821334004944386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5634821334004944386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elgey-to-my-grandma-and-papa.html' title='Elgey to my GrAnDmA aNd PaPa'/><author><name>$*LaLa~Baby*$</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-832029095732372437</id><published>2008-04-03T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:31:16.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to my go-kart</title><content type='html'>Elegy to my go-kart.&lt;br /&gt;We used to have so much fun,&lt;br /&gt;now you are just a memory.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we caught all sorts of speed and hit the jumps,&lt;br /&gt;we went flyin'&lt;br /&gt;How we drove around the neighborhood all day.&lt;br /&gt;I remember taking you off of a huge jump and my leg flew out of you and my leg almost broke.&lt;br /&gt;My biggest memory is the speed that you have had.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that i had no stomach everytime i got behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're  memory in my head that i wish i still had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-832029095732372437?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/832029095732372437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=832029095732372437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/832029095732372437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/832029095732372437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-go-kart.html' title='Elegy to my go-kart'/><author><name>$outh $1d3 boi</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-8530494059742981953</id><published>2008-04-03T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:02:20.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painted Masks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family unity, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a gigantic fire burning in the hearts of people everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i feel is cold, hard ice where my heart used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What happened to our sacred family fire?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What killed the happiness we once shared? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inside the ice box in my heart is the family unity we once had, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fun we used to have, and the respect we had for eachother.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no family unity now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing will ever melt the ice block inside my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for it is buit up of hate, lies, and deciet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we all get together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our caring nature is fake,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our love for eachother is dead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and our lives are painted on a mask,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a mask hiding who we truly are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each mask is different from the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each face painted to a certain liking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our true idenities are never revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm tired of wearing this painted mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm tired of hiding behind the lies, the deceit, and the hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;memories of what we once had are now lost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never to be remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my true identity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never to be revealed to my family of strangers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our family unity is dead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buried under 6 feet of dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will never be unburied, for all that lay there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the famiily unity that was painted, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;painted on a canvas of lost memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-8530494059742981953?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8530494059742981953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8530494059742981953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8530494059742981953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8530494059742981953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/painted-masks.html' title='Painted Masks'/><author><name>XX_arsenic_love_XX</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-5403059378047410967</id><published>2008-04-03T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:45:17.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3L3GY 2 MY @NG3L</title><content type='html'>+WH3N YOU ST00D W!TH YOUR BR0TH3R F0R W33K ,&lt;br /&gt;! TH0UGHT ! W0ULD B3 A B!G BR0TH3R. BUT, THAT&lt;br /&gt;WAS CUT SHORT. BUT KN0W I KN0W TH!S !T !S G0NNA&lt;br /&gt;B3 THE OTH3R WAY AROUND AND !'M G0NNA B3 THE&lt;br /&gt;0NE L00K!NG UP T0 Y0U. MY GAUD!AN @NG3L IT W!LL&lt;br /&gt;N3V3R CHANG3. BUT ! W!LL ALWAYZ HAV3 TH3 CHANC3&lt;br /&gt;2 SAY ! M!ZZ Y0U!!!!&lt;br /&gt; R!P @NG3L    &lt;a href="mailto:1~*SH@D0W*~3"&gt;1~*SH@D0W*~3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5403059378047410967?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5403059378047410967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5403059378047410967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5403059378047410967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5403059378047410967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/3l3gy-2-my-ng3l.html' title='3L3GY 2 MY @NG3L'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-5696897809031468379</id><published>2008-04-03T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:26:01.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to my Dreams</title><content type='html'>Dreams give you something to look forward to&lt;br /&gt;Dreams keep you motivated&lt;br /&gt;Dreams keep you going&lt;br /&gt;My dream was to grow old with my family&lt;br /&gt;My dream died&lt;br /&gt;The night my cousin died&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Sam, R.I.P Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Because without dreams, you only have nightmares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5696897809031468379?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5696897809031468379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5696897809031468379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5696897809031468379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5696897809031468379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-dreams.html' title='Elegy to my Dreams'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-2147268376513277085</id><published>2008-04-03T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:40:30.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thugin!&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/2914194569934635521-2147268376513277085?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2147268376513277085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2147268376513277085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2147268376513277085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2147268376513277085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/money.html' title='Money!'/><author><name>Thugin</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-4089392315123551368</id><published>2008-04-03T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:27:50.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elegy to my g.pa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;From scary masks, to rocky mountains and even falling out of wheelbarrels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;These are the thoughts and memories I will long to treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wish the days with you could have been timed just a little bit longer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;To get that one last look again of my beloved grandfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We shared a birthday that brings a smile every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;One month to come for our special day to appear ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;With lots of laughs and smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but also a hidden tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4089392315123551368?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4089392315123551368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4089392315123551368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4089392315123551368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4089392315123551368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-gpa.html' title='elegy to my g.pa'/><author><name>idk my bff jill</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-8084310663670383302</id><published>2008-04-03T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:28:21.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to MLK.</title><content type='html'>Martin Luthar King was a great man&lt;br /&gt;he stood up for what he believed in.&lt;br /&gt;He gave it everything he had&lt;br /&gt;about what he suceeded in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther King was the only one who spoke&lt;br /&gt;to make freedom became of hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why o why did he have to get shot&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was their to make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their was no other man as strong as him&lt;br /&gt;to have the braveness and confidence that lied within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-8084310663670383302?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8084310663670383302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8084310663670383302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8084310663670383302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8084310663670383302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-mlk.html' title='Elegy to MLK.'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-2325155460267643311</id><published>2008-04-03T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:23:49.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alter Ego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;A rose in the mist of a garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Placed unblindly but sometimes forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Clinging to limbs that are no longer there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Wishing to float disappear in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Desperately hoping to find peace in the least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;An effort before deceasing into eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Forever is not far but seems distant in the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;One side real quiet the other screaming out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Wanting to be heard not willing to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Try to be strong alter ego seems weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;                                            **~*Ni3cy*~**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2325155460267643311?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2325155460267643311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2325155460267643311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2325155460267643311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2325155460267643311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/alter-ego.html' title='Alter Ego'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-1833816676885170671</id><published>2008-04-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:25:10.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-box'/><title type='text'>An Elegy to my X-Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My -Box stopped working &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think it is dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All the nights I played my games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And sleep just didn't h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The games I miss the most is Madden N.F.L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Now lays on my shelf &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unplayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The days drag by slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And nights are cold and boring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If only my X-Box would work again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'll be happy again instead of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Being bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1833816676885170671?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1833816676885170671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1833816676885170671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1833816676885170671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1833816676885170671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-x-box.html' title='An Elegy to my X-Box'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-8362859428801952180</id><published>2008-04-03T12:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:30:20.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To The South Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ode To The South Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ode to the South Side for being the father that I never had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Keeping me out of trouble and from being bad. I was raised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;in the hood and fought many fights, I earned my name surviving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the days and nights. I'am all about the South Side so what you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;want to do? I've been through love and pain so how about you?&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/2914194569934635521-8362859428801952180?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8362859428801952180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8362859428801952180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8362859428801952180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8362859428801952180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-south-side.html' title='Ode To The South Side'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-4209018238972302809</id><published>2008-04-03T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:33:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To My iPod</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;b&gt; iPod&lt;/b&gt; Has My Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When The Beat Drops I Feel Like My Heart Starts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While The Bass Player Strowns My Pain With His &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Then Then Song Sings My Life With Each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I Push Play My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Telling Everything Good Bad Happy And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I've Been Through....But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If My Life Could Rewinde Like Song Number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life Would Be Up To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish Some Times I Could &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fast Foward&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But Then Life Would Be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Over&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like The &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last Song&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4209018238972302809?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4209018238972302809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>To my Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;My love my relationship has died,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;She was my Angel Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;She will always be my brightest star in the night sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Now since I have fallen down and I am looking up at her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;While she is looking down at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;I feel like I have ruin everything between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Now I have nothing to hold on close to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Only if I had another chance I would make it better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;If I got you back I will not need money or cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;All I will need is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Cause every time you kissed me or even held me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;It felt like I have found the person I have been looking for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;The past 16 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;I am truly in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Even though I may not show it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;I really do LOVE YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;ANGEL BABY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Written By: Timmy Dembeck&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/2914194569934635521-5964989278593502402?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5964989278593502402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5964989278593502402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5964989278593502402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5964989278593502402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-relationship.html' title='To my Relationship'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-5745736475329084391</id><published>2008-04-03T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:39:09.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**** Elegy to My Great Grandma****</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Elegy to My Great Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Although I didn't really  know you like a stranger doesn't know a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I still hear things about you that make me smile[=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I was born to late, when you couldn't comprehend anymore... is that my fault??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Or did God do this for a reason, so i can meet you in a better place, above in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Some people say that God didnt want you to live in &lt;strong&gt;PAIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;The only pain is me not having been able to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Love: Stacee Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5745736475329084391?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5745736475329084391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5745736475329084391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5745736475329084391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5745736475329084391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-great-grandma.html' title='**** Elegy to My Great Grandma****'/><author><name>!!.....BOSS STATUS....!!</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-4170776454590502332</id><published>2008-04-03T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:17:51.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to my Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You took my hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When i was 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wandering, following all the wrong, &lt;strong&gt;dark paths&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When my behaviors escaladed into the &lt;strong&gt;bad &lt;/strong&gt;things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When my mom couldnt handle me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You took me with &lt;em&gt;care.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You didnt leave me &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;darkness&lt;/strong&gt; that overwhelmed me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Took me by &lt;em&gt;abrupt &lt;/em&gt;quickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Alone on the dark, &lt;em&gt;quiet path&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Couldn't see a clear way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You grabbed my hand and slowly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We started our &lt;em&gt;journey back&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As the we walked back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The faint&lt;em&gt; light&lt;/em&gt; in front of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Was &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blurry&lt;/span&gt;, but there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The path was &lt;strong&gt;hard to retrace&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;New people, new school, new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Friends along this path though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Were &lt;strong&gt;decieving&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Led me back and forth on this path, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Of &lt;strong&gt;darkness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But twas your &lt;em&gt;guidance &lt;/em&gt;that helped me get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yelling and screaming&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;path&lt;/strong&gt; kept getting &lt;strong&gt;harder&lt;/strong&gt; to walk on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As i became older, my behavior changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Getting into trouble was easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Arguments increased yet helped me understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ways of your teaching&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You pushed me to do my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Grades sky rocketed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Arguments began to &lt;em&gt;decrease.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My ways of thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Became &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think before i act, now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;jokes &lt;/em&gt;we made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;laughter&lt;/em&gt; we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;path &lt;/strong&gt;we both took. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brighter and brighter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My days were no longer &lt;strong&gt;dark&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;night&lt;/em&gt; that struck, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Was never completely &lt;strong&gt;dark&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There was &lt;em&gt;always a light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never complete darkness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The one &lt;strong&gt;mistake&lt;/strong&gt;, we had made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The swing to the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;homerun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruined everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My mom returned to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you are gone&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Walking the &lt;strong&gt;dark, quiet path,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But I am now never moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Stuck between the&lt;em&gt; light&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dark path&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Never to continue now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Because I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Loving Father.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&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/2914194569934635521-4170776454590502332?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4170776454590502332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4170776454590502332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4170776454590502332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4170776454590502332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-dad.html' title='Elegy to my Dad'/><author><name>Kaffrynn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U3p_KJkESQk/TKF8s9rCWYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W2U6Ip_YJ5s/S220/Cross'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-5357963694477799661</id><published>2008-04-03T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:39:14.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elegy to my relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Our relationship was strong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;everything was great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was happy you where happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we could never part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we used to lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;under the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and watch them go down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and watch the sun come up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you used to be the first thing on my mind in the morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and the last thing at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;all was good until that one fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;your heart went from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bright like stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to black like space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you went from nice like the springs brezze &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to mean like the summers heat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;now your gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I relize i lost my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i dont care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bcuz im a boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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/2914194569934635521-5357963694477799661?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5357963694477799661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5357963694477799661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5357963694477799661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5357963694477799661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-relationship.html' title='elegy to my relationship'/><author><name>yungfame</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-7280012586246057499</id><published>2008-04-03T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:13:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who I once was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've changed so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The old me died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but there's really no need to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;out with the old in with the new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the old me's gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now Nadia's brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've learned to stop living in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and make my time here last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So while its there its something to cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I realized everything that happened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happened for a reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but be happy there will be a new season &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The old me's gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and now I'm so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The new me's here to stay fir very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7280012586246057499?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7280012586246057499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7280012586246057499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7280012586246057499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7280012586246057499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-me.html' title='Elegy to ME'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-1527958030136776554</id><published>2008-04-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:15:36.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ode to television</title><content type='html'>oh television,&lt;br /&gt;wonderful box full of moving pictures,&lt;br /&gt;locks my mind and earases time. for my life is yours,&lt;br /&gt;please dont let there be a different way,&lt;br /&gt;if there were there would be no day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tremendous temtation that teases my mind&lt;br /&gt;makes it feel like your the only one&lt;br /&gt;but now i change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh windex,&lt;br /&gt;deep blue like the darkest ocean&lt;br /&gt;with streak free shine&lt;br /&gt;makes somethings translucent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh windex&lt;br /&gt; your broken nozzel&lt;br /&gt;tears my heart in little pieces =(......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1527958030136776554?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1527958030136776554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1527958030136776554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1527958030136776554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1527958030136776554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-television.html' title='ode to television'/><author><name>latin pappi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-940523620002405337</id><published>2008-04-03T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:03:42.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy to my unborn child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;3 months of life not yet&lt;br /&gt;in the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;your tiny little heart beating&lt;br /&gt;inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;i remember people telling me that i made the&lt;br /&gt;biggest mistake&lt;br /&gt;but how many people can say the grew to love their&lt;br /&gt;mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-940523620002405337?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/940523620002405337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=940523620002405337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/940523620002405337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/940523620002405337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-my-unborn-child.html' title='Elegy to my unborn child'/><author><name>marissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-4543639007798472712</id><published>2008-04-03T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:08:21.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to My Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Oh! shoes you make me feel happy when i first buy you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;You keep my feet nice and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;and you have style to your precious look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;so when people see me wear you they give me and you compliments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;i like all blacks but i prefer all white becasue they fell just right with my nikes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4543639007798472712?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4543639007798472712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4543639007798472712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4543639007798472712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4543639007798472712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-my-shoes.html' title='Ode to My Shoes'/><author><name>tmoney</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-1230099904278716903</id><published>2008-04-03T10:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:43:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegry To Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;why did god have to take you so soon.on your special day, you were just a little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were just 14 and if you of fought for you life just for a few hours more then you would of been 15. Only if you would of choosen the right man, maybe you wouldof still be here lighting up the tree.It was very painfull because you were the first branch that went away. Now the tree is not lighting like it did when you were here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-1230099904278716903?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1230099904278716903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=1230099904278716903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1230099904278716903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/1230099904278716903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegry-to-cousin_03.html' title='Elegry To Cousin'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-3329672142105265091</id><published>2008-04-03T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:48:36.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you were the "king"...,&lt;br /&gt;an american icon.&lt;br /&gt;you gave people hope and inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;you were a singer, musician, and actor,&lt;br /&gt;you led young people to rebel,&lt;br /&gt;your success was known throught the world,&lt;br /&gt;many people cried and mourned the day you died,&lt;br /&gt;today we thank you for everything....&lt;br /&gt;thank you mr. presly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-3329672142105265091?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3329672142105265091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=3329672142105265091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3329672142105265091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/3329672142105265091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-were-king.html' title=''/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-6347751492024779000</id><published>2008-04-03T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:43:06.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr.payne is killin' it</title><content type='html'>mr.payne is wack&lt;br /&gt;this haiku is quite awesome&lt;br /&gt;but he don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-6347751492024779000?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6347751492024779000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=6347751492024779000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6347751492024779000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/6347751492024779000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/mrpayne-is-killin-it.html' title='mr.payne is killin&apos; it'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-5420326417409514191</id><published>2008-04-03T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:02:01.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you find the one that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that makes your heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you won't want to let her go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If she leaves it is like the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;breaking of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;let her feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5420326417409514191?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5420326417409514191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5420326417409514191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5420326417409514191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5420326417409514191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-424924755958574163</id><published>2008-04-03T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:06:14.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grandpa,oh grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how i admire your bravery,&lt;br /&gt;when you told the stories&lt;br /&gt;of you in World War 2&lt;br /&gt;with the helmet on your head&lt;br /&gt;and the gun in your hands&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be just like you&lt;br /&gt;now you are up in heven&lt;br /&gt;helping me fight my battles&lt;br /&gt;just as you helped your friends&lt;br /&gt;fight the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2914194569934635521-424924755958574163?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/424924755958574163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=424924755958574163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/424924755958574163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/424924755958574163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/grandpa.html' title='Grandpa'/><author><name>Mustang Lover 5.0</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-2415287548321413845</id><published>2008-04-03T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:00:10.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to women</title><content type='html'>to the women i love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and magnifacent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her looks shine through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky how could i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie for the women who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seens in my head as i look apoun you, blonde, petite, gorgous you areyou make my day (5'11) when you say hay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2415287548321413845?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2415287548321413845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2415287548321413845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2415287548321413845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2415287548321413845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-women.html' title='Ode to women'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-7094819187994918827</id><published>2008-04-03T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:44:29.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To Double Quarter-Pounder With Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh Double McPatties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How you taunt me i my sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 2 On the menu but Number 1 in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your McBubbles keep me guessing, Squeeze tight? Or let it loose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll never know if i'll brak a leak, or Drop a Duce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant brethe without you, though its hard wih You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your a your quarter pound of Love and Heart Attack from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forget the health inspector talking smak &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/2914194569934635521-7094819187994918827?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7094819187994918827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7094819187994918827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7094819187994918827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7094819187994918827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-double-quarter-pounder-with.html' title='Ode To Double Quarter-Pounder With Cheese'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-7241284049721590144</id><published>2008-04-03T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:45:18.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ode To Track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Track... How wonderfuly round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the help of you I am college bound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your guidance keeps me in the right lanes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only in spite to run over you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that you my blood is red &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my viens have got to ce white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To trafficthe running cells and keep them moving right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although our relationship may have short intr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7241284049721590144?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7241284049721590144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7241284049721590144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7241284049721590144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7241284049721590144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-track.html' title='Ode To Track'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-7962016298829261461</id><published>2008-04-03T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:06:22.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I WISH YOU WERE HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   TO SEE OUR SMILES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEAR THE WAY WE SPEAK OF YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   YOU'D CRY FOR MILES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A PICTURE OF YOU SITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    IN YOUR DAUGHTERS ROOM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;REMINDING US OF YOUR BEAUTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   WHICH INSTINTLY LIGHTS UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE ROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GRANDMA I WISH I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   COULD HAVE MET YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEARD YOUR VOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GOD BLESSED OUR FAMILY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   WITH A WOMEN LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU, HEN TOOK YOU AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOUR WERE THE GOD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   DEFINITION OF &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL, CARING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   EVERYTHING ABOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I KNOW YOUR WATCHING US, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  KEEPING US SAFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DOWN BELOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   BUT GRANDMA I MISS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU EVERY SINGLE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7962016298829261461?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7962016298829261461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=7962016298829261461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7962016298829261461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/7962016298829261461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>Antoinette</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-4678114491094103011</id><published>2008-04-03T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:59:51.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O basketball,  without you life would be miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bouncing that round orange ball over and over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you think it is just going to pop like a balloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Instantly,  throwing the ball as high and far as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You close your eyes for one second and all you hear is that "Swish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Crowd cheering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Heart beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Winning by one point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It can't get any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4678114491094103011?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4678114491094103011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4678114491094103011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4678114491094103011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4678114491094103011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-basketball.html' title='Ode to Basketball'/><author><name>Kamryn Williams</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-5167992027561474056</id><published>2008-04-03T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:08:48.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O' father</title><content type='html'>o' father to really be truthful&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that you are not on this earth no more&lt;br /&gt;you treated my mom with such disrespect&lt;br /&gt;If you were still here I would fight you to my very last breath&lt;br /&gt;so I really hope you are in hell and not heaven&lt;br /&gt;you stole from my mom and brought dum stuff&lt;br /&gt;you thought of yourself before you thought of us&lt;br /&gt;so if you are looking down on me I ask that you don't&lt;br /&gt;you make me sick and you were never my father fo sho&lt;br /&gt;so I finish this poem with a couple of words&lt;br /&gt;thats why your in hell and if I die I'll fly like a bird&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-5167992027561474056?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5167992027561474056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=5167992027561474056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5167992027561474056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/5167992027561474056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-father.html' title='O&apos; father'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-2786402169823051012</id><published>2008-04-03T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:42:42.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;How I always wondered where you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;where in this cold and lonely world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;If you cared for me, or even thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;about me. I dream about how our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;relationship could have been. Blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;like an empty heart i felt. How could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;i loose oyu i such a harsh and careless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;way? I uesd to ask myself, what did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I loose you to? Slowly, but surely i began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;to blame every flaw on myself. It took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;every bone in my body to refrain from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;taking the blame. I could hate the thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;forever, but tomorrow is another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe this exact struggle was what i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;had to blame. How evilness tried it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;best to stop the strong love that could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2786402169823051012?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2786402169823051012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2786402169823051012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2786402169823051012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2786402169823051012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-father.html' title='My Father'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-663202057371070356</id><published>2008-04-03T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:04:24.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Person I Never Met</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Grandpa how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how have you been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the many days you spent alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you without meeting me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and me without meeting you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the great things I've heard about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the days I spent lookin' at your pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;it seems like I know you so well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but when it comes down to it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you still remain the person I never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Kristina Marie House*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-663202057371070356?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/663202057371070356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=663202057371070356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/663202057371070356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/663202057371070356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/person-i-never-met.html' title='The Person I Never Met'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-2513683763031257748</id><published>2008-04-03T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:05:34.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;O how i love you basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I enjoy the way you go through that twisted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And make a sound of beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;O but when you, basketball, get a little compative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love the energy when we win the first game to get higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WE are so excited,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But the game, we know, will be harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So we go in to fight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;But when we come out with a nasty lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;We are CRUSED how you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Make us feel imcomplete and dreadful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;How we came in strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;And came out the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;But also weak in the MIND and SOUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;O how you, basketball, can make us feel imcomplete without &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2513683763031257748?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2513683763031257748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2513683763031257748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2513683763031257748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2513683763031257748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-how-i-love-you-basketball-i-enjoy-way.html' title=''/><author><name>basketball #34</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-266895506879996418</id><published>2008-04-03T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:54:24.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh how bitter sweet you are&lt;br /&gt;one minute everyday you can take any ones life away&lt;br /&gt;you sure did take my grandpas away( 4-2-08 12:30 pm.)&lt;br /&gt;at first I was so sad and hurt&lt;br /&gt;but when I took a second to think&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize that because of you&lt;br /&gt;he is in a place with no worries&lt;br /&gt;a place to never be hurt again&lt;br /&gt;in a place to where he can always look over me&lt;br /&gt;but with all the good you have done for him I will always wonder why&lt;br /&gt;why you did not give me the chance to say bye&lt;br /&gt;cancer, I will never  like you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-266895506879996418?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/266895506879996418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=266895506879996418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/266895506879996418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/266895506879996418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-how-bitter-sweet-you-are-one-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>kiorat</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-7810077786103401574</id><published>2008-04-03T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:08:59.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegy To Selena</title><content type='html'>Eventough you're not here no more&lt;br /&gt; you will always be like the sun&lt;br /&gt; the biggest star that will always shine&lt;br /&gt; no matter where you are&lt;br /&gt; because you have come here to stay in our hearts&lt;br /&gt; forever  through your songs that are like tattoos&lt;br /&gt; they're here to stay as well as your image&lt;br /&gt; it will never fade away.&lt;br /&gt;loved, the way you were that personality&lt;br /&gt;that brightened the room you were in,&lt;br /&gt;with that georgeous big smile that you always&lt;br /&gt;had on made everyones day better&lt;br /&gt;loved, how you were outgoing and didn't care&lt;br /&gt;what people tought of you, you had your own style&lt;br /&gt;and were individual as well as independent&lt;br /&gt;but, what was most admireing about you.......&lt;br /&gt;is how you won everyone's hearts from here in the united states&lt;br /&gt;to mexico eventough you didn't speak a lot of spanish&lt;br /&gt;your songs reflected your powerful and pure feelings&lt;br /&gt;you will always be remembered as that girl&lt;br /&gt;that followed her  heart and won millions of them&lt;br /&gt;We love you,Selena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7810077786103401574?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7810077786103401574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You were a hero, Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou you help me with sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sun shines over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you had to many pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you saw me before the kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched me like an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold and cared among&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blue skies and rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make the roots of a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime someone d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;the tree breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;________________&lt;/span&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;until nothing left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-4234380234725863813?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4234380234725863813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=4234380234725863813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4234380234725863813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/4234380234725863813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/elegy-to-grandpa.html' title='Elegy to Grandpa'/><author><name>Sasuke U.</name><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-2914194569934635521.post-8243006633664976714</id><published>2008-04-03T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:55:14.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marlyn Monroe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh,Star of all the stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The brightest one in years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You promised us to entertain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And left all men in tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were the prettiest of all,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hardest one to get,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most exciting one to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thousands things to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You would've shined as bright as sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But only if,You gave yourself a chance to live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/2914194569934635521-8243006633664976714?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8243006633664976714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=8243006633664976714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8243006633664976714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/8243006633664976714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/marlyn-monroe.html' title='Marlyn Monroe'/><author><name>Rabushka</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-7466734454382720141</id><published>2008-04-03T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:03:53.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elergy To My # 1 Dawg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My # 1 Dawgs name was Shadow he was a cool guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But now hes 6 feet under and im so very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and him always used to laugh and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When he left me I thought I'd Never be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I Managed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i got my 95 Caprice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So now my 95 Caprice is my # 1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;                                                                                  by Corey Rauschenbach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-7466734454382720141?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7466734454382720141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2153029731377596361</id><published>2008-04-03T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:41:57.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MR.PAYNE YOUR MEAN</title><content type='html'>Mr.Payne is mean..... he didnt do a thing.&lt;br /&gt;He wouldnt answer his phone so now im sitting here all alone.&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGNED KELSEY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2153029731377596361?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2153029731377596361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2153029731377596361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2153029731377596361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2153029731377596361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/04/mrpayne-your-mean.html' title='MR.PAYNE YOUR MEAN'/><author><name>Someone Who Didn't Do His or Her Homework</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2914194569934635521.post-2390038138084821185</id><published>2008-03-31T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:52:49.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beneath the sound &lt;p&gt;Of the neighbors' television&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And behind the whirr of traffic,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can, if still and humble enough,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hear a toddler giggling across the street,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Electricity running through a wall socket,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Platelets bumping the walls of your veins.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But above this, hanging&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Over all these sounds is a heavy black canvas,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tied to the Earth at the corners.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you wait long enough,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Silence has not only a sound,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But a color, a weight,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It presses on you like dough and fills the corners of your eyes,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Blows on your cheek&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And cries in your lap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    ~Brandon Payne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2914194569934635521-2390038138084821185?l=mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2390038138084821185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2914194569934635521&amp;postID=2390038138084821185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2390038138084821185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2914194569934635521/posts/default/2390038138084821185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpaynespoetry.blogspot.com/2008/03/beneath-sound-of-neighbors-television.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. 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