<?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-2259915889264803235</id><updated>2011-09-18T15:32:06.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Snow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2259915889264803235.post-639017751297614014</id><published>2011-06-04T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T13:09:06.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If I’m happy,&lt;br /&gt;Would you share this joy with me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m sad,&lt;br /&gt;Would you comfort me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m crying,&lt;br /&gt;Would you wipe my tears away?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m angry,&lt;br /&gt;Would you calm me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m moody,&lt;br /&gt;Would you cheer me up?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m falling,&lt;br /&gt;Would you catch me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m dying,&lt;br /&gt;Would you save me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m cold,&lt;br /&gt;Would you lend me your warmth?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m scared,&lt;br /&gt;Would you protect me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m sleepy,&lt;br /&gt;Would you lend me your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Would you accompany me?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m lost,&lt;br /&gt;Would you come find me?&lt;br /&gt;If I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Would you be here?&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/2259915889264803235-639017751297614014?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/639017751297614014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=639017751297614014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/639017751297614014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/639017751297614014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2011/06/would-you.html' title='Would You'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-5698975871368515656</id><published>2011-04-17T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T14:13:04.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From her caged window,&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were like decorations,&lt;br /&gt;Suitable for any kind of occasion.&lt;br /&gt;They would always be there for her,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what feelings she harbors.&lt;br /&gt;They would always accompany her,&lt;br /&gt;Without a single complaint heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They provided a little freedom,&lt;br /&gt;A little moment of peace,&lt;br /&gt;A little relaxation for her,&lt;br /&gt;For that,&lt;br /&gt;She was always thankful for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what kind of weather,&lt;br /&gt;They would always be there,&lt;br /&gt;Silently watching her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All her events in life,&lt;br /&gt;Even those untold ones,&lt;br /&gt;Would always be seen,&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds in the sky.&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/2259915889264803235-5698975871368515656?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5698975871368515656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=5698975871368515656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5698975871368515656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5698975871368515656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2011/04/clouds.html' title='Clouds'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-3779640877982524678</id><published>2010-12-21T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:11:33.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Plea</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sentence.&lt;br /&gt;That was enough to bring down her self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stares at the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to meet anyone’s eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Because of the fear to hear that dreadful sentence again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt like hiding everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like creating a world that only her existed.&lt;br /&gt;A world where she was the only pretty one.&lt;br /&gt;A world where everyone would love her.&lt;br /&gt;A world where there would be no harsh words.&lt;br /&gt;A world where she can live freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to shout to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Love me not by who I am not,&lt;br /&gt;But who am I.&lt;br /&gt;Love me not by my outer looks,&lt;br /&gt;But my inner self.&lt;br /&gt;Love me not by my weakness,&lt;br /&gt;But by my strengths.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be loved as well,&lt;br /&gt;Is that too hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is that too much to ask?&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/2259915889264803235-3779640877982524678?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3779640877982524678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=3779640877982524678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/3779640877982524678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/3779640877982524678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2010/12/silent-plea.html' title='Silent Plea'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-4687828264117100915</id><published>2010-12-20T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:58:08.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anger.&lt;br /&gt;Amazed.&lt;br /&gt;Bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Concerned.&lt;br /&gt;Envy.&lt;br /&gt;Empathy.&lt;br /&gt;Excited.&lt;br /&gt;Fear.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;Grief.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Inspired.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Lost.&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;Thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;Touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can these feelings travel through time and space?&lt;br /&gt;Will these feelings of someone reach to you someday?&lt;br /&gt;What will you do with these feelings if they reach you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought about it and replied,&lt;br /&gt;I will treasure them well.&lt;br /&gt;So that,These feelings of someone will continue to live on in my heart.&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/2259915889264803235-4687828264117100915?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4687828264117100915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=4687828264117100915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4687828264117100915'/><link 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him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His days were so colourful and bright when he first met her.&lt;br /&gt;He tried and tried,&lt;br /&gt;But never to be succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;She never belonged to him.&lt;br /&gt;She always belonged to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes,&lt;br /&gt;His life became black and white,&lt;br /&gt;For the colours of his life left him slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he came to a stop in that path,&lt;br /&gt;He thought of her.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Her smile,&lt;br /&gt;Her poise,&lt;br /&gt;Her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only memories of her belonged to him.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of that,&lt;br /&gt;Makes him,&lt;br /&gt;As heartbroken as a million pieces of shattered glass that can never be mend.&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/2259915889264803235-2686871665104976110?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2686871665104976110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=2686871665104976110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/2686871665104976110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/2686871665104976110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2010/03/heartbroken.html' title='Heartbroken'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-4437294212264783743</id><published>2009-12-28T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:16:26.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My World, My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My World, My Blog is back! It's showing every thursday at 9.30pm. Can't wait to watch it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things had happen, like christmas, our 2nd year together, etc. And a new year is about to start again. Wonder is it me, or time seemed to pass a lot faster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will post as fast as possible. To those who read my blog, thanks a lot for your support! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year~ =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2259915889264803235-4437294212264783743?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4437294212264783743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=4437294212264783743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4437294212264783743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4437294212264783743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-world-my-blog.html' title='My World, My Blog'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-2418968535708307324</id><published>2009-12-21T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:09:50.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Of Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking back on their memories so far,&lt;br /&gt;A smile appeared on her face.&lt;br /&gt;Though there had been unhappy moments,&lt;br /&gt;But that sweet love of his,&lt;br /&gt;Always managed to make her feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved that safe and warm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;She loved that sweet feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;She loved that not being alone feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he was beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is alone,&lt;br /&gt;She always misses his presence.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is cold,&lt;br /&gt;She always misses his hug.&lt;br /&gt;Every single day,&lt;br /&gt;Every single night,&lt;br /&gt;Her mind and heart always misses him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in front of the motionless computer,&lt;br /&gt;The wind gently went by.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging his soft toy tightly,&lt;br /&gt;She smiled sweetly to herself,&lt;br /&gt;When she remembered all the memories they had.&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/2259915889264803235-2418968535708307324?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2418968535708307324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=2418968535708307324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/2418968535708307324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/2418968535708307324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/memory-of-him.html' title='Memory Of Him'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-4111899760039800653</id><published>2009-12-13T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:25:25.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm sorry to whoever is reading my blog because I update very slowly. However, these days I'm very grateful to Shinzuki for always being by my side. He is always there to support me, made me feel so blessed, and always managed to cheer me up. Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I will be posting soon... So please stay tuned! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone will stay happy and healthy~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2259915889264803235-4111899760039800653?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4111899760039800653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=4111899760039800653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4111899760039800653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4111899760039800653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-6178340642411477352</id><published>2009-11-06T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:15:56.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whenever</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Whenever she see his photo,&lt;br /&gt;She felt like hearing his voice.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she see his soft toy,&lt;br /&gt;She felt like hugging him.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever her hands are cold,&lt;br /&gt;She felt like holding his warm hands.&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;Whenever she eat her meals,&lt;br /&gt;She felt like eating with him.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she went to a nice place,&lt;br /&gt;She felt like seeing it with him.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she experience something new,&lt;br /&gt;She felt like experience it with him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is missing him,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if he is missing her too.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is thinking of him,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if he is thinking of her too.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is wishing for him,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if he is wishing for her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she wants him by her side,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if he ever thought that way too.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is blushing,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if he ever blushes too.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she felt blessed,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if he felt that way too.&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/2259915889264803235-6178340642411477352?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6178340642411477352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=6178340642411477352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/6178340642411477352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/6178340642411477352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/11/whenever.html' title='Whenever'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-5641834518037028263</id><published>2009-09-27T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:26:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Scenery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The clear blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;With a few fluffy clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Moving lazily across the vast sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright sun,&lt;br /&gt;Shinning down on the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Giving life,&lt;br /&gt;And radiating warm to those who needs,&lt;br /&gt;Especially me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green grass,&lt;br /&gt;No direction of its own,&lt;br /&gt;Swaying from side to side,&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the manipulating wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Bringing comfort to those warm bodies,&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the temperature at a constant degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of envious scenery,&lt;br /&gt;This kind of nice scenery,&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to stay there forever,&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you?&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/2259915889264803235-5641834518037028263?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5641834518037028263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=5641834518037028263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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are lost,&lt;br /&gt;Can never returned to your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;A lost love,&lt;br /&gt;Once disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;You can only look for it in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple regret,&lt;br /&gt;A simple missing,&lt;br /&gt;A simple thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Or just a simple sorry,&lt;br /&gt;These will forever reside in you.&lt;br /&gt;Till the day you reunite with the love in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Can finally be untold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying in tears everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for death everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Living is such a torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a place where living is hell,&lt;br /&gt;And death is heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Which will you choose?&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/2259915889264803235-610661097449439434?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/610661097449439434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=610661097449439434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/610661097449439434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/610661097449439434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-love.html' title='Lost Love'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-418721246260293484</id><published>2009-05-04T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:01:43.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The morning is cool and windy.&lt;br /&gt;There is the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Shining brightly,&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;It is just enough to warm a person.&lt;br /&gt;Not too cold,&lt;br /&gt;And not too warm,&lt;br /&gt;It is just perfect for a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun radiating warmth,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds moving lazily on the clear blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;The grass rustles when the wind blows across the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight peering out of the open gaps of the leaves,&lt;br /&gt;Forming spots on her hand.&lt;br /&gt;The shady trees,&lt;br /&gt;The green grass,&lt;br /&gt;The blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;Makes the lovely day an even beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is cool and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;The stars twinkle brightly and dazzling,&lt;br /&gt;The clear full moon hangs outstandingly against the dark sky,&lt;br /&gt;Music of the night sweep into very corners of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Holding a magnificent concert for all listeners.&lt;br /&gt;Music of the night,&lt;br /&gt;The cooling atmosphere,&lt;br /&gt;The enchanting stars and moon,&lt;br /&gt;Charming her into thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Ah,&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day.&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/2259915889264803235-418721246260293484?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/418721246260293484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=418721246260293484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/418721246260293484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/418721246260293484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-8205393929419612527</id><published>2009-05-04T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:01:05.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till The End Of TIme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;It may be brittle,&lt;br /&gt;It may be strong,&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on how you wanna it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I want it strong,&lt;br /&gt;I want it forever,&lt;br /&gt;I want it to last for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you,&lt;br /&gt;Is the best thing that happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You are the happiness that filled my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;And never let go,&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You,&lt;br /&gt;Never seem to leave my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Never seem to leave my head,&lt;br /&gt;Never seem to leave my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go,&lt;br /&gt;There are shadows of you,&lt;br /&gt;Protecting me,&lt;br /&gt;Sheltering me,&lt;br /&gt;Warming me,&lt;br /&gt;And loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you,&lt;br /&gt;Is the best thing that happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You are the happiness that filled my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;And never let go,&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Never let go,&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of the time.&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/2259915889264803235-8205393929419612527?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8205393929419612527/comments/default' title='Post 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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-2259915889264803235.post-5673210279467973087</id><published>2009-03-09T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:11:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ccffff;"&gt;A wound appeared on her again.&lt;br /&gt;That pained look on his face,&lt;br /&gt;She will never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;She knew nothing could be done.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;A smile appeared on her face,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping it would lessen his pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;She wondered.&lt;br /&gt;Why they do not have a pained look?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because she couldn’t see?&lt;br /&gt;Or her existence is no longer there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;br /&gt;They needed help.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately,&lt;br /&gt;She was called.&lt;br /&gt;She wondered.&lt;br /&gt;Why only her existence is known,&lt;br /&gt;When help is needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they take her for granted?&lt;br /&gt;Or does she want something more?&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t figure out.&lt;br /&gt;Her confused heart,&lt;br /&gt;Is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;Soon,&lt;br /&gt;She will become heartless,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing could save her.&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/2259915889264803235-5673210279467973087?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5673210279467973087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=5673210279467973087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5673210279467973087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5673210279467973087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/03/her-existence.html' title='Her Existence'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-2255922540792458317</id><published>2009-03-09T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:10:04.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dried River</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tears,&lt;br /&gt;It won’t come out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;As if the river had dried,&lt;br /&gt;It just won’t come out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Because all I do is cry.”&lt;br /&gt;She replied.&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked again.&lt;br /&gt;“Because I always hurt him.”&lt;br /&gt;She replied again.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure?”&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;She said.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you love him?”&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. But my love seems to always hurt him.”&lt;br /&gt;She replied back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved him very deeply,&lt;br /&gt;But always ended up hurting him and herself.&lt;br /&gt;Infinity amount of needles seems to pierce her heart,&lt;br /&gt;Her heart bled and aches.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how sad she was,&lt;br /&gt;Her tears never come out again,&lt;br /&gt;Like the river had dried.&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/2259915889264803235-2255922540792458317?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2255922540792458317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=2255922540792458317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/2255922540792458317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/2255922540792458317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/03/dried-river.html' title='Dried River'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-5924200443837146954</id><published>2009-03-09T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:08:46.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A new year,&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;A new tale,&lt;br /&gt;A new story.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;One thing will never change.&lt;br /&gt;That is,&lt;br /&gt;Her love for him will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday,&lt;br /&gt;She stills thinks of him.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment,&lt;br /&gt;She stills wonder how is he.&lt;br /&gt;Every minute,&lt;br /&gt;Every second,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in her head is thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt happy,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he appears.&lt;br /&gt;She felt safe,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;She felt like blushing,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he compliment her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will continue to love him,&lt;br /&gt;Like the leaves continue to grow on flowers,&lt;br /&gt;Like the clouds continue hanging around in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time.&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/2259915889264803235-5924200443837146954?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5924200443837146954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=5924200443837146954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5924200443837146954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5924200443837146954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-7170650204801038723</id><published>2009-03-09T11:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:07:59.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hi Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have been reading my blog, I'm sorry for the delay. Have been busy with projects, exams and my internet went crazy, so I can't really come online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, hope you guys will enjoy this blog. Hope you guys will be having a nice day everyday. Thanks for reading this blog anyway. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2259915889264803235-7170650204801038723?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7170650204801038723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=7170650204801038723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/7170650204801038723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/7170650204801038723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-2060169551044491099</id><published>2008-12-16T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:56:46.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;She opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;And there it was.&lt;br /&gt;A face that is always so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;A pair of eyes that always melts her heart.&lt;br /&gt;A small and cuddy body that always warms her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always comes running to her,&lt;br /&gt;To lick her,&lt;br /&gt;To play with her,&lt;br /&gt;Or wanting her to scratch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its furry body makes it cute,&lt;br /&gt;Its actions make it even cuter.&lt;br /&gt;If it is at fault,&lt;br /&gt;It will whimper and go to one corner,&lt;br /&gt;As though reflecting on its mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;If it is hungry,&lt;br /&gt;It will give her a puppy face,&lt;br /&gt;As though wanting her to give it more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All its cuteness,&lt;br /&gt;All its innocence,&lt;br /&gt;Makes it more lovable.&lt;br /&gt;As the door closes,&lt;br /&gt;It sits at that very spot,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the door to be open again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She closes the door,&lt;br /&gt;And smile to herself happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;She can’t wait to open the door again.&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/2259915889264803235-2060169551044491099?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-2259915889264803235.post-7671003672168254702</id><published>2008-12-16T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:56:37.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The weather had been kind to them.&lt;br /&gt;Not rainy and not sunny.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect day,&lt;br /&gt;For their first year together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back,&lt;br /&gt;They met in a normal way,&lt;br /&gt;But spoke in an unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time they met,&lt;br /&gt;He looked so gentle despite his dressing.&lt;br /&gt;While she,&lt;br /&gt;Hidden behind a thick book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days goes by,&lt;br /&gt;They became a couple.&lt;br /&gt;There were many happy moments,&lt;br /&gt;There were many bitter moments,&lt;br /&gt;There were many sad moments too.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;They went through it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bounded by fate,&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming all odds together,&lt;br /&gt;They are still deeply in love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;They are still each other’s pillars of support.&lt;br /&gt;They will still continue to be together,&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Till death do them apart.&lt;/span&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/2259915889264803235-7671003672168254702?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7671003672168254702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=7671003672168254702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/7671003672168254702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/7671003672168254702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-year.html' title='The First Year'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-4198219270008856057</id><published>2008-10-03T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:56:28.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On days like this,&lt;br /&gt;On nights like this,&lt;br /&gt;She always wanted to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just couldn’t understand love.&lt;br /&gt;How could it made her yearn for him so much?&lt;br /&gt;Yet so afraid and scared that he would leave her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hates herself to the core.&lt;br /&gt;For always making him unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;For always making him mad.&lt;br /&gt;How to make him happy,&lt;br /&gt;She just does not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said just by being with him,&lt;br /&gt;Makes him happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders.&lt;br /&gt;Why does she always making mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;That made him not happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wonders,&lt;br /&gt;Just by staying with him,&lt;br /&gt;Is that enough?&lt;br /&gt;Even though they quarrel every now and then,&lt;br /&gt;And the recently more quarrels,&lt;br /&gt;Just by staying,&lt;br /&gt;Is he really happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the starry beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;The wind was blowing,&lt;br /&gt;As if were to ask her to cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to music for comfort,&lt;br /&gt;Hugging his stuffed animal for console,&lt;br /&gt;She stared into blank space,&lt;br /&gt;And wondered.&lt;br /&gt;How to make him truly happy?&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/2259915889264803235-4198219270008856057?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-2259915889264803235.post-4336119382635557336</id><published>2008-09-15T09:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:56:17.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Or Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She ponder,&lt;br /&gt;She wonders,&lt;br /&gt;She just couldn’t figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Why are some people,&lt;br /&gt;Just so weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they out just to make her suffer?&lt;br /&gt;Or are they just don’t like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They claim to love her,&lt;br /&gt;They claim to care about her.&lt;br /&gt;But their actions always seem otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;Is her cold, frozen, barrier,&lt;br /&gt;Just unable to feel their warmth radiating out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not just cold,&lt;br /&gt;Is years of these,&lt;br /&gt;Made her built that icy barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is confused,&lt;br /&gt;She is troubled,&lt;br /&gt;On whether to love,&lt;br /&gt;Or to hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for her,&lt;br /&gt;Her heart is still beating and warm.&lt;br /&gt;Because of her willpower,&lt;br /&gt;And her newfound source of energy.&lt;br /&gt;His love,&lt;br /&gt;Made her heart feel so warm.&lt;br /&gt;So warm,&lt;br /&gt;That made her who she is now.&lt;br /&gt;That made her felt as least someone cared.&lt;br /&gt;That made her have something to hold onto.&lt;br /&gt;That made her have something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;That made her still alive in this cruel world.&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/2259915889264803235-4336119382635557336?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4336119382635557336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=4336119382635557336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4336119382635557336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4336119382635557336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-or-hate.html' title='Love Or Hate'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-3315588105672561421</id><published>2008-07-22T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:56:07.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night,&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen to a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;While I,&lt;br /&gt;Just couldn’t stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Memories flooded,&lt;br /&gt;Into my head.&lt;br /&gt;I wish,&lt;br /&gt;That I could see you once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting,&lt;br /&gt;By the window.&lt;br /&gt;Looking,&lt;br /&gt;At the scenery outside.&lt;br /&gt;I just,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;About,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain,&lt;br /&gt;Of couldn’t see you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Do you,&lt;br /&gt;Ever know that I’m thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;My head,&lt;br /&gt;Is just filled with thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;Right here,&lt;br /&gt;Right now,&lt;br /&gt;I’m missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish,&lt;br /&gt;My feelings of missing,&lt;br /&gt;Will be,&lt;br /&gt;Able to travel through wind.&lt;br /&gt;And reach,&lt;br /&gt;To the place that you are in.&lt;br /&gt;All I,&lt;br /&gt;Can say now is,&lt;br /&gt;Missing you.&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/2259915889264803235-3315588105672561421?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3315588105672561421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=3315588105672561421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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essay or some writing. Recently, I'm hooked on one particular show. My world, my blog. It's actually a show about troubled teens these days. Somehow, I dunno why, I'm glad for such shows. Because, I've always managed to learn something from these shows and from some animes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shows and animes made me feel so blessed. Think I'm gonna continue watching these kind of shows or animes. (With tissues at my side, just in case I cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to the people who read my blog, if you guys have the time, go and watch that show too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can post something new soon. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2259915889264803235-7283689600238454539?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7283689600238454539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=7283689600238454539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/7283689600238454539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/7283689600238454539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-3822738424819370226</id><published>2008-05-24T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:55:51.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She sat down at her usual seat in that café.&lt;br /&gt;It was near the window,&lt;br /&gt;And the view was magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;The rows of fiery red trees,&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to lighten up the usually darkened pathway.&lt;br /&gt;She ordered her usual coffee,&lt;br /&gt;And gaze longing at the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her ice coffee came.&lt;br /&gt;She slip a little,&lt;br /&gt;And placed it gently back onto the table.&lt;br /&gt;She looked up.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at the seat opposite her.&lt;br /&gt;An image of him formed in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to sit at that seat,&lt;br /&gt;And drank that same coffee.&lt;br /&gt;He would glance,&lt;br /&gt;At the tress,&lt;br /&gt;That lined neatly at two sides of the pathway outside.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at it loving,&lt;br /&gt;He would slip his coffee once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of him,&lt;br /&gt;Tears became to roll down her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;One part of her wants to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;Another part of her keeps crying because of missing him.&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;Both parts of her wanted to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;To stare at him,&lt;br /&gt;While he dreamily,&lt;br /&gt;Looked at that world beyond that window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others,&lt;br /&gt;She appeared normal.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing along with others,&lt;br /&gt;Playing along with others,&lt;br /&gt;Working hard along with others.&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside her heart,&lt;br /&gt;Have never spent a day without thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun began to set,&lt;br /&gt;Turning the sky into a gloomy red.&lt;br /&gt;The wind blew,&lt;br /&gt;Gently rustling the leaves of the trees.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen leaves gracefully drift towards the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally they will float upwards to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Like dancing in the air for her to see.&lt;br /&gt;She took another slip of the coffee,&lt;br /&gt;And watched it loving,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for him.&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/2259915889264803235-3822738424819370226?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3822738424819370226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=3822738424819370226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/3822738424819370226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/3822738424819370226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/longing-autumn.html' title='Longing Autumn'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-4821143387994709201</id><published>2008-04-23T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:41:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That binds beyond life on earth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all corners in a pair we fly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braving many a summer and winter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Union is bliss, but parting such bitter sorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agony is intense for a lovelorn soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh give me a word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Across the endless clouds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Among mountains capped with snow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whither shall my lonesome shadow go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Note: This is written by Yong Sheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2259915889264803235-4821143387994709201?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4821143387994709201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=4821143387994709201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Come back safely,&lt;br /&gt;For I am here waiting for you.”&lt;br /&gt;Those words,&lt;br /&gt;Was the last thing he heard from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had unlock the icy barrier,&lt;br /&gt;That held her true self within.&lt;br /&gt;He had given her another meaning to live on.&lt;br /&gt;They were happy that they had each other,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the little differences.&lt;br /&gt;They were peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;But it was not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War came,&lt;br /&gt;And he was made into a soldier.&lt;br /&gt;The peaceful days were gone,&lt;br /&gt;And the years of waiting arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spend his remaining days in that town,&lt;br /&gt;Trying his best to make sure she would be safe.&lt;br /&gt;She spent her remaining days with him,&lt;br /&gt;Trying her best to company him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet every night,&lt;br /&gt;She prayed the day of parting wouldn’t come.&lt;br /&gt;However in her heart,&lt;br /&gt;She knew that day would come no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;So she wished,&lt;br /&gt;That he would come back to her safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of parting had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly,&lt;br /&gt;She bid him goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t bear to see him go,&lt;br /&gt;But she knew she had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wished she would not forget him.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting back his tears,&lt;br /&gt;He turned and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun began to set,&lt;br /&gt;Turning the sky into a gloomy red.&lt;br /&gt;She stood there,&lt;br /&gt;With tears streaming down her cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for his return.&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/2259915889264803235-1673065470823738267?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-2259915889264803235.post-6339366636403915022</id><published>2008-03-24T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:34:30.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her life was full of sadness and coldness.&lt;br /&gt;Warmth in her life,&lt;br /&gt;They just don’t come easily.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;When one tiny bit of warmth comes,&lt;br /&gt;She hardly noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though till now,&lt;br /&gt;There was warmth in her life.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;She did not know how.&lt;br /&gt;She was clueless.&lt;br /&gt;She was confused.&lt;br /&gt;On how to make sure that tiny bit of warmth do not disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;As the warmth grew more in her life,&lt;br /&gt;She got more afraid.&lt;br /&gt;She got more scared.&lt;br /&gt;She had less confident.&lt;br /&gt;She was frighten that every little conflict,&lt;br /&gt;Will crumble that warmth.&lt;br /&gt;She was scared that every little anger,&lt;br /&gt;Will extinguish that warmth forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of her fears,&lt;br /&gt;Every single day,&lt;br /&gt;She was thankful that the warmth was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wishes.&lt;br /&gt;She prays.&lt;br /&gt;She hopes.&lt;br /&gt;That her heart would never,&lt;br /&gt;Be able to,&lt;br /&gt;Suffer from coldness and sadness again.&lt;br /&gt;And that,&lt;br /&gt;The warmth would continue to stay and grow in her life,&lt;br /&gt;Till the day she dies.&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/2259915889264803235-6339366636403915022?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-2259915889264803235.post-4965901284752848462</id><published>2008-03-13T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:36:00.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;As the day draws to an end,&lt;br /&gt;She waits patiently.&lt;br /&gt;At last,&lt;br /&gt;Night arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others,&lt;br /&gt;That was the time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;But for her,&lt;br /&gt;It was the time for her music and life.&lt;br /&gt;To others,&lt;br /&gt;Day was their life.&lt;br /&gt;Day was the time for their activities.&lt;br /&gt;Yet for her,&lt;br /&gt;It was the total opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music was her only escape,&lt;br /&gt;Her escape to the daytime.&lt;br /&gt;Her only way to express herself,&lt;br /&gt;Was through the melodies of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her life began to change.&lt;br /&gt;She began to see the brighter side of life.&lt;br /&gt;She began to pursue her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;After she confessed to him.&lt;br /&gt;She had noticed him from her protected window.&lt;br /&gt;Since then,&lt;br /&gt;She had watched him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Few nights after her confession,&lt;br /&gt;He confessed to her too.&lt;br /&gt;That moment to her was so touching and happy,&lt;br /&gt;That she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lived each day with optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting against time to live on.&lt;br /&gt;She said to her parents,&lt;br /&gt;I will live on.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it seems,&lt;br /&gt;I will strongly live on.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing she had grown up,&lt;br /&gt;Her parents shed tears of relief and happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Not sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;Life was short for her.&lt;br /&gt;She died few days later,&lt;br /&gt;After she sang a song.&lt;br /&gt;That song was made into an album.&lt;br /&gt;Belittle it may seems,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it reached out to countless people.&lt;br /&gt;Her music,&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to live in people’s heart,&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&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/2259915889264803235-4965901284752848462?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4965901284752848462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=4965901284752848462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4965901284752848462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/4965901284752848462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/2008/03/forbidden-day.html' title='Forbidden Day'/><author><name>.: Ice and Snow :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10083634045569205846</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-2259915889264803235.post-5180831520138764744</id><published>2008-03-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:55:59.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings Of Her Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting anything in return,&lt;br /&gt;Yet longs for his approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this feeling always make her confused?&lt;br /&gt;She always wanted to see him.&lt;br /&gt;Always want to be within his sight.&lt;br /&gt;Always want to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;Always want to play around with him.&lt;br /&gt;Always want to be a part of all his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;She always worries every small little thing for him.&lt;br /&gt;Always afraid he might leave her someday,&lt;br /&gt;And never come back.&lt;br /&gt;She always fears she might trouble him.&lt;br /&gt;Always afraid he wouldn’t call her.&lt;br /&gt;Always afraid he wouldn’t meet her.&lt;br /&gt;Always afraid he wouldn’t have the time to bother her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;She had never experienced it before,&lt;br /&gt;This kind of feeling,&lt;br /&gt;That was trapped inside her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day.&lt;br /&gt;Someone came and told her something.&lt;br /&gt;She recalled all that feelings.&lt;br /&gt;She thought quietly to herself.&lt;br /&gt;Is this what they call,&lt;br /&gt;True love?&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/2259915889264803235-5180831520138764744?l=lovelessmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelessmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5180831520138764744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2259915889264803235&amp;postID=5180831520138764744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5180831520138764744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2259915889264803235/posts/default/5180831520138764744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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