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		<title>Godsmack &#8211; Running Blind</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2010 18:33:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[C &#8211; 032033 INTRO: Play Em, D, C 4x Em D C Can’t find the answers Em D C I’ve been crawling on my knees Em D C Looking for anything Em D C To keep me from drowning Em D C Em Promises have been turned to lies D C Em Can’t even be [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>C &#8211; 032033 <br/><br />
INTRO: Play Em, D, C 4x</p>
<pre>Em             D       C
Can’t find the answers
Em                 D     C
I’ve been crawling on my knees
Em          D        C
Looking for anything
Em              D        C
To keep me from drowning
Em       D         C         Em
Promises have been turned to lies
           D     C     Em
Can’t even be honest inside
                D       C
Now I'm running backwards
Em          D         C      A   B
watching my life wave me goodbye
A          B
im Running blind
A       B
running blind
G                F               Em
Somebody help me see I’m running blind

Searching for nothing
Wondering if I’ll change
I’m trying everything
But everything still stays the same
I thought if I showed you I could fly
Wouldn’t need anyone by my side
Now I'm running backwards
With broken wings I know I’ll die

(CHORUS)

Running blind
Running blind
Running blind

(same chords as verse)
I can’t find the answers
I’ve been crawling on my knees
Looking for anything
To keep me from drowning
I’m running blind

Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind</pre>
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		<title>ДДТ &#8211; Осень</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2010 18:21:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Am E Am Что такое осень? Это небо A7 Dm Плачущее небо под ногами Dm E Am F В лужах разлетаются птицы с облаками Dm E Am A7 Осень, я давно с тобою не был. Dm E Am F В лужах разлетаются птицы с облаками Dm E Am E Осень, я давно с тобою не [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>  Am      E           Am
Что такое осень? Это небо
  A7                 Dm
Плачущее небо под ногами
   Dm         E       Am         F
В лужах разлетаются птицы с облаками
Dm           E          Am       A7
Осень, я давно с тобою не был.
  Dm          E       Am         F
В лужах разлетаются птицы с облаками
Dm           E          Am       E
Осень, я давно с тобою не был.

	Am        F     Dm       E
	Осень. В небе жгут корабли
	Am       F      Dm         E
	Осень. Мне бы прочь от земли
	 Dm         E    Am      F
	Там, где в море тонет печаль
	Dm             E
	Осень, темная даль.

Что такое осень? Это камни
Верность над чернеющей невою
Осень, вновь напомнила душе о самом главном  \  2 раза
Осень, я опять лишен покоя.                  /

	Припев

Что такое осень? Это ветер
Вновь играет рваными цепями
Осень, доползем ли, долетим ли до ответа,
Что же будет с Родиной и с нами.
Осень, доползем ли, долетим ли до рассвета?
Осень, что же будет завтра с нами.

	Припев          (Optional: Проигрыш = 2 припевам. Припев)

	Тает стаей город во мгле
	Осень, что я знал о тебе
	Сколько буде рваться листва
	Осень вечно права.

Кода: Am | F | Dm | E     &gt; 2 раза
      Am</pre>
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		<title>World Champion &#8211; Judah Friedlander</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2010 02:58:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Funny]]></category>

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		<title>&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 08:53:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[ Written by M.A.K. A mouth full of daggers With words like slow poison Ideas that snake into my mind Weapons you&#8217;re not aware of Lethal Different Nothing about you makes sense You&#8217;re not common Just a  mess of unintentional contradictions Pulling me close You speak in dizzying circles And I have nothing to hold But you]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> <em>Written by M.A.K.</em></p>
<p>A mouth full of daggers<br />
With words like slow poison<br />
Ideas that snake into my mind<br />
Weapons you&#8217;re not aware of<br />
Lethal</p>
<p>Different<br />
Nothing about you makes sense<br />
You&#8217;re not common<br />
Just a  mess of unintentional contradictions<br />
Pulling me close</p>
<p>You speak in dizzying circles<br />
And I have nothing to hold<br />
But you</p>
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		<title>Pink Floyed &#8211; High Hopes</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 12:21:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cm            Cm7           Ab                              Cm Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young Cm7                 Ab In a world of magnets and miracles Cm                      Cm7               Ab Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary Cm                   Cm7                 Ab The ringing of the division bell had begun Bb            G7 Along the long road and on down the causeway Ab             Bb            G7 Do they still meet there by the cut (same chord sequence for other verses) There was a ragged band who followed in our footsteps Running before times took our dreams away Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground To a life consumed by slow decay Ab              Cm    Gm Ab The grass was greener Bb                 Cm  Eb Fm The light was brighter Ab              Cm   Gm  Ab When friends surrounded Bb               Cm   Eb Fm The nights of wonder Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide at a higher altitude with flag unfurled We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Encumbered forever by desire and ambition Theres a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road I&#8217;ve been so many times (same sequence as in first chorus ) The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste was sweeter The nights of wonder With friends surrounded The dawn mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever&#8230;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h2 style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: normal; color: white; margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: #aaaaaa; border-top-width: 1px; line-height: normal; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; text-transform: capitalize; padding: 0px;"></h2>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;"><span style="color: #00ccff;">Cm            Cm7           Ab                              Cm</span><br />
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;"> Cm7                 Ab</span><br />
In a world of magnets and miracles<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;">Cm                      Cm7               Ab</span><br />
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;">Cm                   Cm7                 Ab</span><br />
The ringing of the division bell had begun</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;"><span style="color: #00ccff;"> Bb            G7</span><br />
Along the long road and on down the causeway<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;">Ab             Bb            G7</span><br />
Do they still meet there by the cut</p>
<p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; color: #99ffcc; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;">(same chord sequence for other verses)</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;">There was a ragged band who followed in our footsteps<br />
Running before times took our dreams away<br />
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground<br />
To a life consumed by slow decay</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;"><span style="color: #00ccff;">Ab              Cm    Gm Ab</span><br />
The grass was greener<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;">Bb                 Cm  Eb Fm</span><br />
The light was brighter<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;">Ab              Cm   Gm  Ab</span><br />
When friends surrounded<br />
<span style="color: #00ccff;">Bb               Cm   Eb Fm</span><br />
The nights of wonder</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;">Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us<br />
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side<br />
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again<br />
Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;">at a higher altitude with flag unfurled<br />
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;">Encumbered forever by desire and ambition<br />
Theres a hunger still unsatisfied<br />
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon<br />
Though down this road I&#8217;ve been so many times</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; color: #99ffcc;">(same sequence as in first chorus )</span><br />
The grass was greener<br />
The light was brighter<br />
The taste was sweeter<br />
The nights of wonder<br />
With friends surrounded<br />
The dawn mist glowing<br />
The water flowing<br />
The endless river</p>
<p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px;">Forever and ever&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Guns N Roses &#8211; Patience</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 23:09:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Guitar]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Intro: C G A D C G A D C G C Em C G D D C Shed a tear cause I&#8217;m missing you G I&#8217;m still allright to smile A D Girl I think about you every day now C Was a time when I wasn&#8217;t sure G But you set my mind [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Intro:<br />
C G A D    C G A D<br />
C G C Em   C G D D</p>
<p>C<br />
Shed a tear cause I&#8217;m missing you<br />
    G<br />
I&#8217;m still allright to smile<br />
A                            D<br />
Girl I think about you every day now</p>
<p>C<br />
Was a time when I wasn&#8217;t sure<br />
        G<br />
But you set my mind at ease<br />
A                               D<br />
There is no doubt, you&#8217;re in my heart now</p>
<p>C          G<br />
Sad woman take it slow<br />
        C               Em<br />
It will work itself out fine<br />
C              G               D<br />
All we need is just a little patience</p>
<p>C          G<br />
Sad sugar make it slow and<br />
   C              Em<br />
It comes together fine<br />
C              G               D<br />
All we need is just a little patience</p>
<p>Sit here on the stairs<br />
Cause I&#8217;d rather be alone<br />
If I can&#8217;t have you right now<br />
I&#8217;ll wait dear</p>
<p>Sometimes I get so candescent<br />
But I can&#8217;t speed up the time<br />
You know love, there&#8217;s one more thing<br />
To consider</p>
<p>Sad woman take it slow<br />
And things will be just fine<br />
You and I just use a little patience</p>
<p>Sad sugar take the time<br />
Cause the lights are shining bright<br />
You and I got what it takes to make it</p>
<p>D<br />
We don&#8217;t fake it<br />
D<br />
Ahh and never break it<br />
D<br />
Cause I can&#8217;t take it</p>
<p>Solo</p>
<p>G    C<br />
A little patience<br />
G    C<br />
Mhh Yeah</p>
<p>G<br />
I&#8217;ve been walking the streets tonight<br />
C<br />
Just trying to get it right<br />
G<br />
It&#8217;s hard to see with so many around<br />
C<br />
you know I don&#8217;t like being stuck in a crowd<br />
        G<br />
And the streets don&#8217;t change but maybe the name<br />
C<br />
I ain&#8217;t got time for the game<br />
        G<br />
Cause I need you<br />
                  C<br />
Yeah Yeah cause I need you<br />
      G<br />
Uh I need you<br />
      D<br />
Woh I need you<br />
          G   C  G<br />
Uhh this time</p>
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		<title>Dropkick Murphys &#8211; State of Massachusetts</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 04:38:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[she had excuses and she chose to use them she was the victim of unspeakable abuses her husband was violent, malicious and distant her kids now belong to the state of Massachusetts! they&#8217;ve been taken away! they&#8217;ve been taken away! billy was the bright one tommy&#8217;s off his head mother loved them both the same,at [...]]]></description>
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<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">she had excuses and she chose to use them</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">she was the victim of unspeakable abuses</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">her husband was violent, malicious and distant</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">her kids now belong to the state of Massachusetts!</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">they&#8217;ve been taken away!</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">they&#8217;ve been taken away!</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">billy was the bright one</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">tommy&#8217;s off his head</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">mother loved them both the same,at least thats what she said</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">i don&#8217;t predict the future, i don&#8217;t care about the past</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">send them both to DSS, now you had your chance</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">the posion took your babies</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">the judges took your rights</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">you can have your children or the night!</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">I supposed youve been a victim</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">though i suspect you may have lied</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">have you lost all ambition why don&#8217;t you give this thing a try</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">if you can&#8217;t and you fail won&#8217;t be the only loser</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">these kid don&#8217;t stand a chance with you in their future!</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">they&#8217;ve been taken away!</div>
<div id="_mcePaste" style="position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;">they&#8217;ve been taken away!</div>
<p>she had excuses and she chose to use them<br />
she was the victim of unspeakable abuses<br />
her husband was violent, malicious and distant<br />
her kids now belong to the state of Massachusetts!</p>
<p>they&#8217;ve been taken away!<br />
they&#8217;ve been taken away!</p>
<p>billy was the bright one<br />
tommy&#8217;s off his head<br />
mother loved them both the same,at least thats what she said<br />
i don&#8217;t predict the future, i don&#8217;t care about the past<br />
send them both to DSS, now you had your chance<br />
the posion took your babies<br />
the judges took your rights<br />
you can have your children or the night!<br />
I supposed youve been a victim<br />
though i suspect you may have lied<br />
have you lost all ambition why don&#8217;t you give this thing a try<br />
if you can&#8217;t and you fail won&#8217;t be the only loser<br />
these kid don&#8217;t stand a chance with you in their future!</p>
<p>they&#8217;ve been taken away!<br />
they&#8217;ve been taken away!</p>
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		<title>Hey Hey What Can I Do &#8211; Led Zeppelin</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 19:32:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Guitar]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[[Intro] e&#124;---------3-&#124; &#124;---------&#124; B&#124;---------0-&#124; &#124;---------&#124; G&#124;---------0-&#124; (Strum G) &#124;---------&#124; D&#124;-----0^2-0-&#124; &#124;-3-3-0-2-&#124; A&#124;-1^2-----2-&#124; Play riff 4x &#124;---------&#124; E&#124;---------3-&#124; &#124;---------&#124; [Fill] e&#124;-------------&#124; B&#124;-------------&#124; G&#124;-------------&#124; D&#124;-----0-2-0---&#124; A&#124;-1^2-------1-&#124; E&#124;-------------&#124; [Verse 1] G D F C I wanna tell you 'bout the girl I love. My she looks so fine. G D F C And she's the only one that [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre style="font: normal normal normal 9pt/normal 'courier new', monospace; z-index: 2; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;">[Intro]
e|---------3-|              |---------|
B|---------0-|              |---------|
G|---------0-| (Strum G)    |---------|
D|-----0^2-0-|              |-3-3-0-2-|
A|-1^2-----2-| Play riff 4x |---------|
E|---------3-|              |---------|

[Fill]
e|-------------|
B|-------------|
G|-------------|
D|-----0-2-0---|
A|-1^2-------1-|
E|-------------|

[Verse 1]

G         D                  F            C
  I wanna tell you 'bout the girl I love.
  My she looks so fine.

G               D             F                  C
  And she's the only one that I've been dreaming of.
  Maybe someday she will be all mine. [Fill]

G         D               F            C
  I wanna tell her that I love her so.
  I thrill with her every touch.

G           D                  F          C
  I need to tell her she's the only one I really love...

[Chorus] 

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman wanna ball all day.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman, she won't be true no.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman stay drunk all the time.

G G   F F   C
..............I said I got a little woman and she won't be true.

[Verse 2]

G        D               F          C
  Sunday morning when we go down to church,
  See the men folk standing in line.

G               D       F           C
  They say they come to pray to the lord.
  For when my little girl looks so fine. [Fill]

G            D                F              C
  And in the evening when the sun is sinking low,
  Everybody's with the one they love.

G            D           F              C
  I walk the town keep a'searching all around.
  Looking for my street corner girl...

[Chorus]

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman wanna ball all day.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman, she won't be true no no.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman stay drunk all the time.

G G   F F   C
..............I said I got a little woman and she won't be true.

[Verse 3]

G        D              F               C
  In the bars where the men who play guitars sit there
  drinking and remembering the times.

G           D            F              C
  My little lover does a midnight shift
  She fools around all of the time. [Fill]

G                 D              F              C
  I guess there's just one thing left for me to do
  I'm gonna pack my bags and go on my way.

           G             D            F                  C
  'Cause I got a worried mind sharing what I thought was mine
  Gonna leave her when the guitars play...

[Chorus]

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman, she won't be true no no.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman wanna ball all day.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a woman stay drunk all the time.

G G   F F   C
..............I got a little woman and she won't be true.

 G   G   F       F  C   ____
{Hey Hey what can I do)     |
                            |-Repeat 6x
 G  G  F       F  C     ____|
(Oh no what can I say)</pre>
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		<title>Borderline</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 03:29:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i walk upon this borderline of nothing the nothing that i felt since early days please don&#8217;t forget that i was all alone and nothing more i seek than you and nothing more i seek than holding on to something real and something to feel and call my own and nothing can replace this guilt [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i walk upon this borderline of nothing<br />
the nothing that i felt since early days<br />
please don&#8217;t forget that i was all alone<br />
and nothing more i seek than you and<br />
nothing more i seek than holding on to<br />
something real and something to feel<br />
and call my own and nothing can replace<br />
this guilt of doing something wrong<br />
of being left alone and being nothing<br />
to no one and everything i didn&#8217;t want<br />
to know so don&#8217;t remind me of what<br />
i am so don&#8217;t remind me of what i am not<br />
because i am not nothing i am not no one<br />
i am not just someone that came along<br />
i am not someone who randomly dropped by<br />
the fire warmth i am someone who walks this life<br />
of feeling nothing more and nothing less<br />
of being nothing to no one i am the one that feels<br />
i am nothing more than walking past of past this borderline</p>
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		<title>&#8220;tell myself&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 04:10:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stan Livshin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Written by Kathleen Sarnes I&#8217;m just going to tell myself you are gone overseas fighting a war or making one and pretend our life was a wonderful dream a dream where I saw your radiant visage and felt you hold me if only for a moment only to disappear once again becoming one with the horizon I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Written by Kathleen Sarnes</em></p>
<p>I&#8217;m just going to tell myself you are gone<br />
overseas fighting a war or making one<br />
and pretend our life was a wonderful dream<br />
a dream where I saw your radiant visage<br />
and felt you hold me if only for a moment<br />
only to disappear once again<br />
becoming one with the horizon<br />
I woke up clutching the frayed remnants<br />
of the memory of the last time I felt you<br />
I&#8217;m just going to tell myself you are gone<br />
up in space or trying desperately to find some<br />
because Earth is slowly suffocating you<br />
gallivanting across the cosmos<br />
discovering new and wonderful things<br />
about the world and about yourself<br />
I woke up alone but knew it was okay<br />
because you sent the softest, hardest kiss to me<br />
on a moonbeam and it traveled faster than<br />
millions of light years per second<br />
and landed precisely on my crimson coated lips<br />
before you even thought to kiss them<br />
I&#8217;m just going to tell myself you&#8217;re gone<br />
and pretend but a transient spirit was here<br />
and told me it&#8217;s not you it&#8217;s me<br />
and vanished into some other distant<br />
realm of existence that I might one day know<br />
if I am lucky enough to gain such entitlement<br />
I woke up surrounded in soft red blankets<br />
that mirrored how I bleed inside for you<br />
how I long to take away all that ails you<br />
how I would in no wise allow you to feel such pain<br />
had I the power to alter anything it would be that<br />
even if I had to take it on myself forever<br />
I&#8217;m just going to tell myself your gone<br />
Exploring the depths under pacific waves and tsunamis<br />
Naming new fish after me and after my smile<br />
The one you know only you have created<br />
I woke up and though I told myself you&#8217;re gone<br />
I still knew you were not and all at once<br />
I realized that for the first time I could not fool myself<br />
And live in some convoluted lack of reality<br />
No matter how many times my brain lies<br />
And says you are in a million cities or states<br />
My heart knows where you really are<br />
Because you&#8217;re in it.</p>
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