<?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-3402284617843143431</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:43:34.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tempest Teapot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3402284617843143431.post-9152068040096755518</id><published>2011-01-25T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:27:47.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light</title><content type='html'>Where once my soul was cast in darkness,&lt;br /&gt;now it is exploding with light.&lt;br /&gt;Where once my heart was cold,&lt;br /&gt;now it is filled with an all consuming fire.&lt;br /&gt;Where once love felt like a bleak, gray, dungeon,&lt;br /&gt;now it feels like an open field of wildflowers.&lt;br /&gt;Where once there was nothing,&lt;br /&gt;now there is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-9152068040096755518?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/9152068040096755518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2011/01/light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/9152068040096755518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/9152068040096755518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2011/01/light.html' title='Light'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-8195425866978127446</id><published>2010-10-15T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:19:22.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Place</title><content type='html'>In this place time stands still&lt;br /&gt;All you hear is &lt;br /&gt;The water &lt;br /&gt;As it rushes down the stream&lt;br /&gt;The wind &lt;br /&gt;As it blows thru the branches of the trees&lt;br /&gt;The snap of a twig&lt;br /&gt;As the inhabitants of this place carry on their daily routines&lt;br /&gt;You stand along the stream amongst trees that have been in this place since time began&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes and breath in air so fresh and clean like nothing you have inhaled before&lt;br /&gt;The smell of the trees, and wild flowers, and water, and freshness surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;You are intoxicated by this place&lt;br /&gt;This place has a language as old as the Earth itself&lt;br /&gt;You stand there in your spot by the stream&lt;br /&gt;This place calls to you&lt;br /&gt;Beckons to you to listen to its stories&lt;br /&gt;This place welcomes you into its arms like a long lost sister&lt;br /&gt;And you know you are home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-8195425866978127446?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/8195425866978127446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Longing</title><content type='html'>The anticipation of a first kiss&lt;br /&gt;The sweaty palms&lt;br /&gt;The pounding heart&lt;br /&gt;The knots in the belly&lt;br /&gt;The time is near, he draws you in&lt;br /&gt;The breeze in your hair&lt;br /&gt;The light in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;The feel of his lips&lt;br /&gt;The time here, he takes your breath&lt;br /&gt;The knees go weak&lt;br /&gt;The time stands still&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of his embrace&lt;br /&gt;The time has past, he parts from you&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of his lips&lt;br /&gt;The rush of your pulse&lt;br /&gt;The lingering warmth&lt;br /&gt;The memories of a first kiss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-8917112817381367062?l=thetempestteapot.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-3402284617843143431.post-2039755065562864470</id><published>2010-04-08T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:53:16.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Keith</title><content type='html'>Dear Keith,&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember me? I met you so long ago. It was a hot summer day and I wanted to go swimming, I asked you to tie my suit. Should I have done that I wonder now. I was too young to understand the nightmare I was about to enter. I was too young to see the leer in your eyes and the darkness in your heart. I just wanted to go swimming like all little girls on hot summer days want to do. You took away my innocence, my childhood, and my purity. Why? Do you know how many times I asked that question?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve what you did to me? Your depravity has stained my soul. Your ugliness has been burned into my brain. I can’t wash you away, nor reclaim that which you have stolen. So many years ago you tried to destroy the little girl I was. You took from me something that was mine to give. You stole my security and my comfort. You even stole my dreams. Why? &lt;br /&gt;For years I asked myself what you saw inside me that made you do what you did. I told my self it had to be me. I let people use me and treat me bad because I thought I was dirty. I figured that you chose me because of that dirtiness. I blamed me, not you. &lt;br /&gt;You have become the faceless monster of my nightmares. For so long I was afraid of you. Now I just want to be free. I want to close my eyes and not see your face. You are to blame for the your actions. You are the evil soul. &lt;br /&gt;I banish you from my mind. I cleanse you from my soul. I will no longer be your victim. I set myself free by letting you go. I forgive you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God have mercy on your soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;That little girl you didn't destroy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-2039755065562864470?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/2039755065562864470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-to-keith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/2039755065562864470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/2039755065562864470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-to-keith.html' title='Letter to Keith'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-4428369059930479762</id><published>2010-03-14T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:12:45.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I see myself&lt;br /&gt;A reflection of my soul &lt;br /&gt;That only you can see&lt;br /&gt;I am there hidden in your depths&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by your love and warmth&lt;br /&gt;My every breath&lt;br /&gt;My every feeling&lt;br /&gt;Yours and yours alone&lt;br /&gt;My heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Forever in your eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-4428369059930479762?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/4428369059930479762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/4428369059930479762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/4428369059930479762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-your-eyes.html' title='In Your Eyes'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-1738124686065985637</id><published>2010-03-14T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:11:49.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunflower</title><content type='html'>Sunflower, sunflower why do you face the sun&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you are cold and weak&lt;br /&gt;Do you need the suns radiance to warm you&lt;br /&gt;Do you need the suns light to make you strong&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you are daring and bold&lt;br /&gt;Do you stare at the sun because man can not&lt;br /&gt;Do you mock the sun with your defiance&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you are envious&lt;br /&gt;Do you match its color to prove your worth&lt;br /&gt;Do you grow tall to reach its heights&lt;br /&gt;Is it because you glorify in its energy&lt;br /&gt;Do you face it everyday to capture its life&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel its energy like we cannot&lt;br /&gt;Sunflower, sunflower do you face the glorious sun&lt;br /&gt;Because you are cold and weak&lt;br /&gt;Daring and bold&lt;br /&gt;Envious and awed by its life giving energy&lt;br /&gt;Because you are strong an beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And know what we cannot&lt;br /&gt;Your secrets, will you keep them with you&lt;br /&gt;Your knowledge will it go unheard&lt;br /&gt;Can we mere mortals ever know your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;The true beauty of &lt;br /&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;Earth&lt;br /&gt;Sky&lt;br /&gt;Flower&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-1738124686065985637?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/1738124686065985637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunflower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/1738124686065985637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/1738124686065985637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunflower.html' title='Sunflower'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-4487954932205270038</id><published>2010-03-14T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:10:20.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Mama</title><content type='html'>In the prime of life a flower blooms&lt;br /&gt;Then all too soon fades away&lt;br /&gt;The once vibrant petals&lt;br /&gt;Now withered and brown&lt;br /&gt;Fall from the flower to rot at its feet&lt;br /&gt;Thus is the cycle of life&lt;br /&gt;Accepted by the masses&lt;br /&gt;A flower grows and dies&lt;br /&gt;No one sees, no one cries&lt;br /&gt;I watched you wither like the red, red rose&lt;br /&gt;You left me one day never to return&lt;br /&gt;A flower that will never again bloom&lt;br /&gt;The vibrance of what you once were&lt;br /&gt;Only a memory to the one who loves you&lt;br /&gt;For like the flower you inspire me&lt;br /&gt;You showed me the beauty of life&lt;br /&gt;And the pain of death&lt;br /&gt;Yet thru the pain your love still blooms&lt;br /&gt;For I take you with me&lt;br /&gt;In everything I do&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;I loved you then&lt;br /&gt;I love you still&lt;br /&gt;I love you till time ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-4487954932205270038?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/4487954932205270038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-mama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/4487954932205270038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/4487954932205270038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-mama.html' title='For Mama'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-2894110240826074108</id><published>2010-03-06T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T04:23:30.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>I sit alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;I see the darkness and the gloom&lt;br /&gt;Eyes open but dazed and unclear&lt;br /&gt;And I think, “How did I get here?”&lt;br /&gt;My life started like any other&lt;br /&gt;With a push and a scream &lt;br /&gt;Cold and shivering I met my mother&lt;br /&gt;Years later a shattered dream&lt;br /&gt;Disillusioned and full of steam&lt;br /&gt;I found an answer to this dream&lt;br /&gt;A wild child I turned out to be&lt;br /&gt;Defiant and unwilling to see&lt;br /&gt;The destructive path I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;The pain I thought the drugs would kill&lt;br /&gt;Growing inside me bigger still&lt;br /&gt;The more I tried to take it away&lt;br /&gt;The more I hated to wake up each day&lt;br /&gt;The pain I felt was unlike any other&lt;br /&gt;Cols and shivering I met mother&lt;br /&gt;Not judging or condemning me&lt;br /&gt;She held my hand and helped me see &lt;br /&gt;Another way that life could be&lt;br /&gt;With new eyes the paths appear&lt;br /&gt;Laid out before me, my mind clear&lt;br /&gt;To see the choices that I could make&lt;br /&gt;A new life, mine to take&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-2894110240826074108?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/2894110240826074108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/2894110240826074108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/2894110240826074108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-3510672480405959510</id><published>2010-03-02T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:38:05.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters (yeah right)</title><content type='html'>Hey you, over there on your high horse.&lt;br /&gt;How dare you tell me I can't say what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are, perched on your tarnished pedestal.&lt;br /&gt;You play your games and pretend I don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Who made you high shit of the manner.&lt;br /&gt;All my life you take take take.&lt;br /&gt;You want me to kiss your feet, well you can kiss my......&lt;br /&gt;You say your better.&lt;br /&gt;Not better then me.&lt;br /&gt;You say your bolder.&lt;br /&gt;No more so then me.&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm something you can't comprehend in your tiny brain.&lt;br /&gt;Go and live out your life in your squalid place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-3510672480405959510?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/3510672480405959510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/sisters-yeah-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/3510672480405959510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/3510672480405959510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/03/sisters-yeah-right.html' title='Sisters (yeah right)'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-45774428925596272</id><published>2010-02-28T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:23:27.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey</title><content type='html'>Life is a journey with no destination&lt;br /&gt;Every time you take a step &lt;br /&gt;You start again&lt;br /&gt;Each day differs from the others&lt;br /&gt;Each person you meet&lt;br /&gt;Each decision you make &lt;br /&gt;Adds another path &lt;br /&gt;Until........&lt;br /&gt;Your life is laid out before you &lt;br /&gt;in a tangled maze of misdirection and confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you find the way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-45774428925596272?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/45774428925596272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/02/journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/45774428925596272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/45774428925596272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/02/journey.html' title='The Journey'/><author><name>Tei'era</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01226231576589690944</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-3402284617843143431.post-7255208255918334490</id><published>2010-02-25T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:56:41.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.S</title><content type='html'>This poem is for what I consider to be the best author I have ever read. I recently found out he passed away some time ago, and knowing I will never be able to read a new book written by him saddens me more then I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness would fall and my soul would yearn for the escape your words gave me.&lt;br /&gt;In times of trouble and despair your visions would set me free.&lt;br /&gt;With out ever knowing you, you saved me.&lt;br /&gt;You lifted me when I was down.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me hope when I was hopless.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are gone now, but you inspire me still.&lt;br /&gt;Your immortality lies in the worlds you created.&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is forever heard by all who turn your pages.&lt;br /&gt;I will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;With out ever knowing you, you saved me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-7255208255918334490?l=thetempestteapot.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-3402284617843143431.post-4207287133650051232</id><published>2010-02-15T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:20:07.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>Sanity slips away&lt;br /&gt;with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;Normalcy disappears&lt;br /&gt;with the passing years.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the girl I used to be?&lt;br /&gt;Now stands a woman I know nothing of.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I see a little girl&lt;br /&gt;crying to be free.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom she yells with a pounding fist.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom she cries with a horse voice.&lt;br /&gt;She is there even now,&lt;br /&gt;in my mind and in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I won't let her out.&lt;br /&gt;I keep her locked there for no one to see.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I lock her away?&lt;br /&gt;She is my insanity&lt;br /&gt;She is my hatred&lt;br /&gt;She is my fears&lt;br /&gt;She is my anxieties&lt;br /&gt;She is my doom&lt;br /&gt;She is my ruination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WILL BE MY END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-4207287133650051232?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/4207287133650051232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/02/she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/4207287133650051232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3402284617843143431/posts/default/4207287133650051232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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strong and bold&lt;br /&gt;full of esteem.&lt;br /&gt;You don not live where I reside,&lt;br /&gt;empathy you do not have.&lt;br /&gt;Where you are closed,&lt;br /&gt;I am open.&lt;br /&gt;Where you are unreasonable,&lt;br /&gt;I am understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I could never be where you are.&lt;br /&gt;You are where tyranny lives,&lt;br /&gt;with your nose in the air.&lt;br /&gt;A snobbish town where equals are not present.&lt;br /&gt;They do not exist where you are.&lt;br /&gt;Where you live man is measured by fiduciary piles&lt;br /&gt;and captive gains.&lt;br /&gt;Where I reside the heart is Queen&lt;br /&gt;and empathy is King.&lt;br /&gt;Emotion is not a dirty word,&lt;br /&gt;and feelings reign supreme.&lt;br /&gt;Your shadows do not reach me here.&lt;br /&gt;Your snobbish ways do not hurt me here.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am free to feel&lt;br /&gt;and live&lt;br /&gt;and love&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I reside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;to see you standing there ahead of me,&lt;br /&gt;beckoning me with the softness of your care.&lt;br /&gt;The intensity of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The gentleness of your touch.&lt;br /&gt;The love in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;The grey walls fell around my feet.&lt;br /&gt;The timid and weak,&lt;br /&gt;became strong and sure.&lt;br /&gt;I have risen from the abyss that was my life,&lt;br /&gt;to see the rainbow of hope ahead of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3402284617843143431-4389288384455765029?l=thetempestteapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/feeds/4389288384455765029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetempestteapot.blogspot.com/2010/02/bleakness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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