tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76189975829834765082011-04-21T12:39:54.885-07:00Pame.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03943571756003526979noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7618997582983476508.post-77403549471326866502008-09-30T03:13:00.000-07:002008-09-30T03:14:44.332-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tRX2vk9_dfw/SOH7_FdDWZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vDYSGqs9PEQ/s1600-h/1202645906_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251755701705070994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tRX2vk9_dfw/SOH7_FdDWZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vDYSGqs9PEQ/s400/1202645906_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7618997582983476508-7740354947132686650?l=mycuriousheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pame.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03943571756003526979noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7618997582983476508.post-61672456563819889452008-03-08T01:45:00.000-08:002008-03-08T01:46:13.161-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tRX2vk9_dfw/R9JgXVwFe8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/UzJlMYEc7Ro/s1600-h/k854288716.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175304875894209474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tRX2vk9_dfw/R9JgXVwFe8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/UzJlMYEc7Ro/s320/k854288716.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7618997582983476508-6167245656381988945?l=mycuriousheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pame.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03943571756003526979noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7618997582983476508.post-18048083073561366822007-12-30T16:57:00.000-08:002007-12-30T16:59:21.522-08:00<div align="center">Over the sea and far away</div><div align="center">She's waiting like an iceberg</div><div align="center">Waiting to change</div><div align="center">But she's cold inside</div><div align="center">She wants to be like the water</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">All the muscles tighten in her face</div><div align="center">Buries her soul in one embrace</div><div align="center">They're one and the same</div><div align="center"> Just like water</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The fire fades away</div><div align="center">Most of everyday</div><div align="center">Is full of tired excuses</div><div align="center">But it's too hard to say</div><div align="center">I wish it were simple</div><div align="center">But we give up easily</div><div align="center">You're close enough to see that</div><div align="center">You're the other side of the world to me</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7618997582983476508-1804808307356136682?l=mycuriousheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pame.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03943571756003526979noreply@blogger.com1