<?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-4578684647052736313</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:07:04.568+07:00</updated><title type='text'>deni oktora's poets</title><subtitle type='html'>there are some words that I could never said

There are some thoughts that I could never made up

So I write down here 
all my feelings to let you know how i feel</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-2212846100962798124</id><published>2007-11-26T14:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:41:10.024+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"When I Fall In Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I Fall In Love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;When I fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be&lt;br /&gt;with her&lt;br /&gt;always;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happiness,&lt;br /&gt;to smile with her,&lt;br /&gt;and be the one&lt;br /&gt;to hug her near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sadness,&lt;br /&gt;to cry with her,&lt;br /&gt;and be the one&lt;br /&gt;to dry her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;I will spend my&lt;br /&gt;every waking&lt;br /&gt;and sleeping&lt;br /&gt;moments&lt;br /&gt;with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and catch each&lt;br /&gt;moment in its&lt;br /&gt;eternally&lt;br /&gt;lovely&lt;br /&gt;form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;I will miss her&lt;br /&gt;the very moment&lt;br /&gt;I say 'goodbye'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my heart&lt;br /&gt;will yearn for&lt;br /&gt;the very moment&lt;br /&gt;I say ‘hello'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;all my old hurts&lt;br /&gt;and pains&lt;br /&gt;will seem&lt;br /&gt;lost and&lt;br /&gt;faded&lt;br /&gt;away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I will be&lt;br /&gt;strong and&lt;br /&gt;brave&lt;br /&gt;once&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;to be happy&lt;br /&gt;always, ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and feel like&lt;br /&gt;the happiest&lt;br /&gt;person&lt;br /&gt;of them&lt;br /&gt;all . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I will feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-2212846100962798124?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/2212846100962798124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=2212846100962798124&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2212846100962798124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2212846100962798124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-i-fall-in-love.html' title='&quot;When I Fall In Love&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-2802586983893708929</id><published>2007-11-26T14:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:40:31.602+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Is My Lovely One?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where Is My Lovely One?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;With her smile and swing of neck,&lt;br /&gt;back - look as goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;steals the evening joytrail.&lt;br /&gt;Like a plane in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;to holiday, summer away.&lt;br /&gt;A clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;in the summer evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does she move and how?&lt;br /&gt;When she goes to someone else&lt;br /&gt;does she move like that too?&lt;br /&gt;or do they see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a lovely thing to fall,&lt;br /&gt;fall, fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;in love with a girl,&lt;br /&gt;enchanted lips of smiles,&lt;br /&gt;and happy eyes of light,&lt;br /&gt;not even I saw in&lt;br /&gt;Cleopatra this shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven kisses,&lt;br /&gt;for seven days,&lt;br /&gt;of this months meeting,&lt;br /&gt;in her arms, empty and emptied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven roses for my love.&lt;br /&gt;Love, a prism of crystal light&lt;br /&gt;a rainbow through a glass&lt;br /&gt;refracting colour light, bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my lovely one, .&lt;br /&gt;of seven kisses,&lt;br /&gt;of seven roses,&lt;br /&gt;and will she think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will she think of me&lt;br /&gt;after the perfume waft has faded,&lt;br /&gt;and I a shuffling slow breathless&lt;br /&gt;and no longer handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they be pressed twist pages&lt;br /&gt;where this poem rests,&lt;br /&gt;close to our breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For love is not foolish,&lt;br /&gt;nor do roses fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-2802586983893708929?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/2802586983893708929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=2802586983893708929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2802586983893708929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2802586983893708929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-is-my-lovely-one.html' title='Where Is My Lovely One?'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-1666534143760064607</id><published>2007-11-26T14:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:39:45.050+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My First Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My First Love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Youth took its accounting:&lt;br /&gt;My First Love sped past,&lt;br /&gt;Painful and hardening,&lt;br /&gt;As was its task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first taste of life,&lt;br /&gt;(And a piece of my soul)&lt;br /&gt;That First Love left me wiser,&lt;br /&gt;But left my heart empty and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to laugh and sing,&lt;br /&gt;Seeming not to mind;&lt;br /&gt;When all the time I was crying,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was breaking inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time is the greatest of healers,&lt;br /&gt;And in time I laughed far better.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, inside my heart was still cold;&lt;br /&gt;I lived my life still bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second love, a third love,&lt;br /&gt;And finally a fourth.&lt;br /&gt;None seemed to matter,&lt;br /&gt;None had any worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, at a special party&lt;br /&gt;I finally started to have fun;&lt;br /&gt;For I met a special woman --&lt;br /&gt;She was the special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was quiet and shy,&lt;br /&gt;And didn't say much;&lt;br /&gt;But I sighed at her look,&lt;br /&gt;And I trembled at her touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We danced for hours and hours,&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and happy at last;&lt;br /&gt;And my mind went back to another,&lt;br /&gt;Of a place and time long past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this what the Good Lord intended,&lt;br /&gt;When my First Love left my life?&lt;br /&gt;For this woman I hold in my arms&lt;br /&gt;To one day become my wife?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it came to pass,&lt;br /&gt;And I thank the Lord each hour&lt;br /&gt;For the vastness of his wisdom&lt;br /&gt;And the immensity of his power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lived a lot together,&lt;br /&gt;And loved even more;&lt;br /&gt;A child came our way,&lt;br /&gt;Which I thank the Good Lord for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the years have long slipped past,&lt;br /&gt;And things seldom remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, at times I think of that First Love,&lt;br /&gt;And wonder -- what was her name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-1666534143760064607?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/1666534143760064607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=1666534143760064607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1666534143760064607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1666534143760064607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-love.html' title='&quot;My First Love&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-8315836645180129899</id><published>2007-11-26T14:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:45:29.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love At First Sight"</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love At First Sight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is there such a thing as love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;That's the question I used to ask&lt;br /&gt;Until I laid eyes on you.&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible to feel so much for a&lt;br /&gt;stranger, a passerby?&lt;br /&gt;Love has no limits, no color, no time.&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realized I had fallen in love -&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-8315836645180129899?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/8315836645180129899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=8315836645180129899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8315836645180129899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8315836645180129899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-at-first-sight.html' title='&quot;Love At First Sight&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3003982032624589994</id><published>2007-11-14T17:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:21:44.721+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Pretty thing Called L.O.V.E”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;Pretty thing Called L.O.V.E”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it’s so beautiful to feel it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it’s so sweet to taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make me fly to the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will you be my drug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To keep me alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah be my drug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please be my drug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re way much better than heroine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fill my empty worlds with your poisonous virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re already thousand miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You forget the promises we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Left me out all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left me lifeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you watch me bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I lost you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing that I can do but make love to memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I crossed my heart to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna overdose on your kiss again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s pretty thing called L.O.V.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-3003982032624589994?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3003982032624589994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3003982032624589994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3003982032624589994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3003982032624589994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/pretty-thing-called-love.html' title='“Pretty thing Called L.O.V.E”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-2739470374965947726</id><published>2007-11-14T17:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:21:02.935+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Diary”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;Diary”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you keep me this secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For not telling these to anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have killed her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I just buried her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This knife shed blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These eyes shed tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you keep me a secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For not confiding in someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I slayed her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who knows this beautiful secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We’re gonna make it safe  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We’re gonna take it to our grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And no one knows about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s not supposed to be like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But that won’t heal my wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you keep me this secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-2739470374965947726?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/2739470374965947726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=2739470374965947726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2739470374965947726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2739470374965947726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/diary.html' title='“Diary”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-8828742502412593828</id><published>2007-11-14T17:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:19:54.868+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“You are a Liar”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;You are a Liar”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lies are Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are a Liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Put me on a betrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Left me in a shattered world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I choke you in my every sweet-dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I laughed at your dead body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show me your sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I’ll confess my sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would love nothing more in the world besides you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My love what’s come between you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look me in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel my anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are the mistaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would have killed you in real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have killed you in a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lies are love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are a Liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Put me on betrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-8828742502412593828?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/8828742502412593828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=8828742502412593828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8828742502412593828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8828742502412593828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-are-liar.html' title='“You are a Liar”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-8237501357176281940</id><published>2007-11-13T09:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:58:48.931+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Killing me, It feels good #2”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Killing me, It feels good #2”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I think twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will they wonder where I’am tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I left my diary on my desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’d be the last page I wrote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can’t wait till the sun come in the next morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Light up my room and find my dead body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would never coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve found a better place to rest my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can sing my melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where you just buried my bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This where I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where I rest in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-8237501357176281940?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/8237501357176281940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=8237501357176281940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8237501357176281940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8237501357176281940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/killing-me-it-feels-good-2.html' title='“Killing me, It feels good #2”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-8380407878712241440</id><published>2007-11-13T09:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:55:11.771+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Killing me, It feels good #1”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Killing me, It feels good #1”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there is no one else care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there is no where else to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there is no day to feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When there is no place to belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Slit my wrist it fells so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch it bleed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain rush to my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it feels so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who’s take the blame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the s**t that I dug for a years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the s**t that I dug for a years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all tears that I spent day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Slit my wrist it fells so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch it bleed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain rush to my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it feels so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-8380407878712241440?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/8380407878712241440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=8380407878712241440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8380407878712241440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/8380407878712241440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/killing-me-it-feels-good-1.html' title='“Killing me, It feels good #1”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-2901898930416433756</id><published>2007-11-09T09:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:25:02.614+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Somebody has read my stupid poems (for the anonymous)”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Somebody has read my stupid poems (for the anonymous)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi I don't know what's your name&lt;br /&gt;And even I'm not sure you are male or female&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for read my poems&lt;br /&gt;I live in this complicated world&lt;br /&gt;and I'd like to show you my imaginative world&lt;br /&gt;I just like to write&lt;br /&gt;a thoughts that never could be share with&lt;br /&gt;a words that never be confided with&lt;br /&gt;a love letters that never could be unfold&lt;br /&gt;by writing I could share my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;by writing I could speak loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;by writing I could show my unfold-love-letters&lt;br /&gt;Writing give me&lt;br /&gt;A little hope&lt;br /&gt;A little dream&lt;br /&gt;A little angel&lt;br /&gt;to save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-2901898930416433756?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/2901898930416433756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=2901898930416433756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2901898930416433756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2901898930416433756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/somebody-has-read-my-stupid-poems-for.html' title='“Somebody has read my stupid poems (for the anonymous)”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-1998622035625545939</id><published>2007-11-06T12:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:15:39.514+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tonight I dream, Tomorrow I Live"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I Dream, Tomorrow I Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ah! Do you dream at night?&lt;br /&gt;Is a dream of light or twilight,&lt;br /&gt;Of hope or of joy maybe?&lt;br /&gt;I describe it as an escape,&lt;br /&gt;A way of being happy&lt;br /&gt;In a world we can entirely shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;Mystical powers at hand,&lt;br /&gt;And energy replenished to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you dream to rest&lt;br /&gt;And live for a next sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;Am I truly right&lt;br /&gt;Or you don't understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Did you live today?&lt;br /&gt;Watching, breathing and tasting&lt;br /&gt;The merry life of each day.&lt;br /&gt;Every element I'm sensing&lt;br /&gt;Has a value to my humble heart.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I will be, for my part,&lt;br /&gt;What I am destined to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Will you live tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Know that there is always a way&lt;br /&gt;Leading through our destiny.&lt;br /&gt;See it, feel it you may&lt;br /&gt;Staying on it won't be easy.&lt;br /&gt;So, take my hand and follow.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-1998622035625545939?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/1998622035625545939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=1998622035625545939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1998622035625545939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1998622035625545939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/tonight-i-dream-tomorrow-i-live.html' title='&quot;Tonight I dream, Tomorrow I Live&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-6389921723379763790</id><published>2007-11-06T09:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:08:20.431+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Another night (I’m all alone)”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Another night (I’m all alone)”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lay my head upon my pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staring at the empty wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I had a lot of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But they never ever would call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It would be another night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I’d spend my time alone in my bed room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I can see is the sky full of sparkling stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I can see the moon lit up my little room through the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She knows about this loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She knows about this emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then she smile at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try not to make me feel blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess it’s just like another night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Another night I’m all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-6389921723379763790?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/6389921723379763790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=6389921723379763790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/6389921723379763790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/6389921723379763790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-night-im-all-alone.html' title='“Another night (I’m all alone)”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3880394847553224412</id><published>2007-11-05T10:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:28:33.666+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Emily : the Strange"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Emily : The Stange"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily you're so weird to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They all laughed at your dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They all make fun of your glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but I could not stop looking at your  eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;your eyes could take me to the place I never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;all boys never like you much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;neither the girls in the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but I wish could take you home after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; though they will  think I'm a such a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I wrote many poems for you before I go to sleeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I kept it in my love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it never unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;like the hidden words I never said to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I-LOVE-YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-3880394847553224412?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3880394847553224412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3880394847553224412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3880394847553224412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3880394847553224412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/11/emily-strange.html' title='&quot;Emily : the Strange&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3324023015603424870</id><published>2007-10-20T17:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:06:47.528+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"sadness"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Am I to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;I dwell so deep within myself&lt;br /&gt;that I have never seen the light of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past never happened,&lt;br /&gt;the future will never come,&lt;br /&gt;and the present isn't real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression is a part of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;The birds chirp for someone else,&lt;br /&gt;The day warms the lives of everyone,&lt;br /&gt;but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness lies near,&lt;br /&gt;but my mind won't let my heart reach for it,&lt;br /&gt;and happiness never knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a prison,&lt;br /&gt;solitary confinement.&lt;br /&gt;Fear is my guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stops happiness from reaching me,&lt;br /&gt;only me from it.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that if I can ever grasp it&lt;br /&gt;that the barrier will be forever shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you break through invisible bars?&lt;br /&gt;What is it like to touch something you've never had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confined to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my sadness.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-3324023015603424870?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3324023015603424870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3324023015603424870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3324023015603424870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3324023015603424870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/sadness.html' title='&quot;sadness&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-4078370993872046634</id><published>2007-10-20T16:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:59:52.046+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"suicide poem"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Title" align="center"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suicide Poem, A Sonnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Was I bewitched so by the thin red line&lt;br /&gt;To notice not that time released its hold&lt;br /&gt;And let pale Iris snip the silver twine&lt;br /&gt;To steal sweet youth before it turned to gold.&lt;br /&gt;Existence now is not what I was told;&lt;br /&gt;No seraphim and harps to grace my ear,&lt;br /&gt;Just silence, painful silence, and the cold&lt;br /&gt;Discomfort of my masochistic fear,&lt;br /&gt;So icy cold, yet somehow seems to sear&lt;br /&gt;My soul until the ache's too much to bare,&lt;br /&gt;As mortal life mirages now appear:&lt;br /&gt;Intangible are they; away they tear.&lt;br /&gt;Mistake, it was; the curtain fell too soon&lt;br /&gt;When razor's edge did charm me like the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-4078370993872046634?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/4078370993872046634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=4078370993872046634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4078370993872046634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4078370993872046634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/suicide-poem.html' title='&quot;suicide poem&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-1937335484164721690</id><published>2007-10-20T16:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:56:24.051+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"failure"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; To try and try and yet come up short,&lt;br /&gt;to hang my head while giving report,&lt;br /&gt;not able to make anything right,&lt;br /&gt;turns brightest day to darkest night.&lt;br /&gt;Amidst thoughts of strength to find myself weak&lt;br /&gt;brings a gut-wrenching pain of which my heart cannot speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure has never been part of my plan.&lt;br /&gt;I curse times I don’t, when I know that I can.&lt;br /&gt;My standard, my goal, my hope is perfection,&lt;br /&gt;yet I am met with regret, rebuke and rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Failure is a companion I have grown to despise,&lt;br /&gt;its taunts and its laughs are not found in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I can see love, understanding and more.&lt;br /&gt;You think me a winner regardless life’s score.&lt;br /&gt;When I’ve nearly given up, drowning in failure,&lt;br /&gt;you life my life, my sight, my plight to the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;A loving like yours in this life is most glorious,&lt;br /&gt;although I’m imperfect with you and Christ I’m victorious.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-1937335484164721690?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/1937335484164721690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=1937335484164721690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1937335484164721690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1937335484164721690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/failure.html' title='&quot;failure&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-5708040612526899379</id><published>2007-10-20T16:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:48:01.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Despair"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; If only the world could see what I feel&lt;br /&gt;then, would the world, know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I've loved, lost and feared the world&lt;br /&gt;for it is sometimes too much to bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control, power, is what I fear&lt;br /&gt;for I am weak inside and full of pain&lt;br /&gt;I shout and cry, but knowing&lt;br /&gt;there is nobody there to hear me&lt;br /&gt;I swallow the shame and anger&lt;br /&gt;that lies beneath me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost to reality and living in time&lt;br /&gt;Though I am struggling through life&lt;br /&gt;and all that it offers, I am only human&lt;br /&gt;and that is what makes me . . . Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I wish for the happiness and pleasure&lt;br /&gt;that I have earned, but realize that, I have&lt;br /&gt;not yet overcome the world's greatest challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love! and how to accept it -&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to face my fears&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-5708040612526899379?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/5708040612526899379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=5708040612526899379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/5708040612526899379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/5708040612526899379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/despair_20.html' title='&quot;Despair&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-5996631918189971149</id><published>2007-10-20T16:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:51:08.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"pain of the night"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 438px; height: 366px;" class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Title" align="center"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pain Of The Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ByLine" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="PoemText"&gt; Watch as this tear falls into empty space&lt;br /&gt;See it fall into life's nameless place&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the sparkle as it catches the light&lt;br /&gt;That sparkle once was happiness that is no longer in sight&lt;br /&gt;As it falls watch it, its color has changed&lt;br /&gt;From blue to bright red, it has a wide range&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it goes all alone, it continues to fall&lt;br /&gt;With it, it takes the emotion, the emotion of all&lt;br /&gt;Wait, can you hear it? A sob has broke free&lt;br /&gt;Has shook the lungs cold, but yet it continues to be&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes, a force has been built between the eye&lt;br /&gt;A wall of shear water, it's now time to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shudder, a scream, darkness envelops your soul&lt;br /&gt;The darkness of the night has taken its toll&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-5996631918189971149?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/5996631918189971149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=5996631918189971149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/5996631918189971149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/5996631918189971149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/despair.html' title='&quot;pain of the night&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3920337433440037332</id><published>2007-10-20T16:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:52:44.441+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Losing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Losing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; losing&lt;br /&gt;all I can see.&lt;br /&gt;nothing remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dripping slowly away&lt;br /&gt;the tides recede&lt;br /&gt;and I stand&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look down from the precipice&lt;br /&gt;that is my life&lt;br /&gt;and wonder where the tides go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will they return to fill&lt;br /&gt;my gaping soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or will the waters dry&lt;br /&gt;to flow no more&lt;br /&gt;and leave me standing&lt;br /&gt;and breathless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I can do is&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching from my precipice,&lt;br /&gt;all I can do is wonder.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-3920337433440037332?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3920337433440037332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3920337433440037332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3920337433440037332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3920337433440037332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/losing.html' title='&quot;Losing&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3269730783607992573</id><published>2007-10-20T16:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:42:40.473+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"And Yet I Die"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="Title"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Yet I Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I see the stars sparkling so bright,&lt;br /&gt;Within the moon kissed sky.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the lark so sweetly sing,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the morning dawn.&lt;br /&gt;I smell the flower full in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;And see their royal pomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet some place so deep within,&lt;br /&gt;I'm shrouded and I'm closed.&lt;br /&gt;The brilliance there I can't see,&lt;br /&gt;In mists of misery.&lt;br /&gt;Enshrined inside, unable thus,&lt;br /&gt;To touch the warmth without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gaze upon this passion spent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet . . . Inside I die.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-3269730783607992573?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3269730783607992573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3269730783607992573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3269730783607992573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3269730783607992573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-yet-i-die.html' title='&quot;And Yet I Die&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-1820276049080019449</id><published>2007-10-20T16:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:35:59.067+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Loser"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Loser"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that I’m a loser&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps that may be true&lt;br /&gt;Since I don’t have a lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;And my interests are but few&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a worldly person&lt;br /&gt;Well versed in social graces&lt;br /&gt;So I prefer to stay at home&lt;br /&gt;Than go to public places&lt;br /&gt;I don’t go out to parties&lt;br /&gt;Or places where you dance&lt;br /&gt;And I haven’t had a date in years&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;People always make me nervous&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m rather shy&lt;br /&gt;Lacking in the confidence&lt;br /&gt;To be a stand up guy&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a very clever man&lt;br /&gt;Nor can I tell a joke&lt;br /&gt;I’m neither tall or handsome&lt;br /&gt;And I always am flat broke&lt;br /&gt;I have no sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Or talent to create&lt;br /&gt;Is it any wonder then&lt;br /&gt;That I don’t have a mate&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all that I am not&lt;br /&gt;I never get depressed&lt;br /&gt;For I’ve accepted who I am&lt;br /&gt;Being second best&lt;br /&gt;They say that I’m a loser&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps that may be true&lt;br /&gt;But if I had to change my life&lt;br /&gt;I’d wind up being you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-1820276049080019449?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/1820276049080019449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=1820276049080019449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1820276049080019449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1820276049080019449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/loser.html' title='&quot;The Loser&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3489951847946686702</id><published>2007-10-18T11:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:56:56.279+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"If You Had A Bad Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"If You Had A Bad Time"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a bad time&lt;br /&gt;At one of my parties&lt;br /&gt;Well I wouldn't expect to be seeing you soon and that's fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to know what and why&lt;br /&gt;Those things make you happy&lt;br /&gt;You have to know that a second guess ain't worth the try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some words of advice&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've heard them before but here goes&lt;br /&gt;Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell, well, at least now you know&lt;br /&gt;Loud and clear is your heart big and bright are the places you might someday go&lt;br /&gt;With one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, no big deal gotta go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're up to your ears&lt;br /&gt;In blood, sweat and wasted years&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you're going to open your throat&lt;br /&gt;And just scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to know who and why&lt;br /&gt;Which ones miss you when you die&lt;br /&gt;You have to know that a second guess ain't worth the salt in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some words of advice&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've heard them before but here goes&lt;br /&gt;Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell, well, at least now you know&lt;br /&gt;Loud and clear is your heart big and bright are the places you might someday go&lt;br /&gt;With one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things&lt;br /&gt;No big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just sits on my shoulders you're breaking my neck&lt;br /&gt;We get crazy with age now you're under my bed&lt;br /&gt;And it's dark all the time, all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some words of advice&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've heard them before but here goes&lt;br /&gt;Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell, well, at least now you know&lt;br /&gt;Loud and clear is your heart big and bright are the places you might someday go&lt;br /&gt;With one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, no big deal here I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you had a bad time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; At one of my parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Well I wouldn't expect to be seeing you soon and that's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You have to know what and why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Those things make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You have to know that a second guess ain't worth the try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just some words of advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Maybe you've heard them before but here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell, well, at least now you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Loud and clear is your heart big and bright are the places you might someday go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I don't know, no big deal gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you're up to your ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In blood, sweat and wasted years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm hoping you're going to open your throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And just scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You have to know who and why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Which ones miss you when you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You have to know that a second guess ain't worth the salt in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just some words of advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Maybe you've heard them before but here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell, well, at least now you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Loud and clear is your heart big and bright are the places you might someday go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; No big deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It just sits on my shoulders you're breaking my neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; We get crazy with age now you're under my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And it's dark all the time, all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just some words of advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Maybe you've heard them before but here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell, well, at least now you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Loud and clear is your heart big and bright are the places you might someday go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; With one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I don't know, no big deal here I go.&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/4578684647052736313-3489951847946686702?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3489951847946686702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3489951847946686702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3489951847946686702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/3489951847946686702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-you-had-bad-time.html' title='&quot;If You Had A Bad Time&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-4358365222222854046</id><published>2007-10-18T11:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:37:50.896+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"This Could Be Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"This Could Be Love"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I've got a book of matches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I've got a can of kerosene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I've got some bad ideas involving you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I don't blame you for walking away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I touched myself had thoughts of flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I shat the bed and laid there in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Thinking of you wide awake for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Wide awake for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You couldn't crack a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I didn't catch your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I don't blame you for walking away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'd do the same if I saw me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I swear it's not contagious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In four short steps we can erase this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step one -- slit my throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step two -- play in my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You took me hostage and made your demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm like a broken record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I've got a needle scratching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I don't blame you for walking away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'd do the same if I saw me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I swear it's not contagious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I swear to God it's not contagious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step one -- slit my throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step two -- play in my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step four -- stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You took me hostage and made your demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This could be love - love for fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This could be love - love for fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This could be love - love for fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This could be love for fire forevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step one -- slit my throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step two -- play in my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Step four -- stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You took me hostage and made your demands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; One by one&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/4578684647052736313-4358365222222854046?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/4358365222222854046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=4358365222222854046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4358365222222854046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4358365222222854046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-could-be-love.html' title='&quot;This Could Be Love&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-630965912237400528</id><published>2007-10-13T15:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T16:02:41.973+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why Doesn't Anybody Like Me?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why Doesn't Anybody Like Me?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Maybe you don't understand it, what keeps them awake at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; What goes through their little minds when you turn off the light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Always having to say sorry tears are stained on the pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Like the light of the moon they can't be one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Can't exist without the son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Let's think clearly for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Can he shine without a smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why am I alone with no one to be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Looks like they know what's best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Guess I'll have to crawl inside and I don't know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm sitting by myself, when the problem isn't mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Been around the block a few times, been beat up by all his friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Learing life is like a maze that never seems to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Like an open book, blank pages left for only him to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Life is short this chapter takes so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Can't tell the right from the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It's so hard for you to place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; An expression on his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why am I alone with no one to be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Looks like they know what's best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Guess I'll have to crawl inside and I don't know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'm sitting by myself, when the problem isn't mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Why my friends and family left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; At six years old he won't be taught a meaning to this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; He'll just have to take a guess, and make his own plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And we'll never see the child that was forced to be a man&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/4578684647052736313-630965912237400528?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/630965912237400528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=630965912237400528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/630965912237400528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/630965912237400528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-doesnt-anybody-like-me.html' title='&quot;Why Doesn&apos;t Anybody Like Me?&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-1253774347548402298</id><published>2007-10-09T10:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:46:03.660+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Night comes for me throughout the day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Night comes for me throughout the day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night comes for me throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;and closes my external doors&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm in for more&lt;br /&gt;unhappiness and yet I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain of missing you is less&lt;br /&gt;Than that of missing thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;And so I'd rather suffer through&lt;br /&gt;This torture than face emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;that gets me through this awful night&lt;br /&gt;yet bring the darkness everywher I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-1253774347548402298?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/1253774347548402298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=1253774347548402298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1253774347548402298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1253774347548402298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/10/6-th-october-07-mission-was-failed.html' title='&quot;Night comes for me throughout the day&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-2383152533016723428</id><published>2007-09-28T18:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:49:01.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“I missed The Little Things That Makes My Life Was So Great”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“I missed The Little Things That Makes My Life Was So Great”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s so cold out here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And I miss your scent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I loved all the things you do to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;All I see is your picture come cross my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The first time in my life with you was so great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s so beautiful that makes me want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Is really ends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Is really had passed me by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Please don’t go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I hope that it would stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Just give me one more time to experience it once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Waking up then realized that it was just a little dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I looked around but you will never there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Where is the best feelings I ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Where is the happiness inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;I missed the Little things that makes my life was so great&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/4578684647052736313-2383152533016723428?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/2383152533016723428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=2383152533016723428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2383152533016723428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/2383152533016723428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-missed-little-things-that-makes-my.html' title='“I missed The Little Things That Makes My Life Was So Great”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-4409982503403023937</id><published>2007-09-28T18:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:23:24.307+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“So Nervous”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EqBsICAKCPg/RvzyBFSW3zI/AAAAAAAAACo/c6X673vLVO0/s1600-h/so+nervous+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EqBsICAKCPg/RvzyBFSW3zI/AAAAAAAAACo/c6X673vLVO0/s320/so+nervous+image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115229377199005490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“So Nervous”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;why can’t you read me through these eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I hide behind these words&lt;br /&gt;and it won’t coming out&lt;br /&gt;I wish I kept them behind my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I hide behind my craziest dreams&lt;br /&gt;and It won’t ever come true&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;all the ways you make my stomach turn&lt;br /&gt;makes me couldn’t finish my breakfast&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;I wish I kept them inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;like I hide behind these words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;I’m So nervous&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;When you’re smiling at me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;Laughing at me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;Holding me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   lang="EN-US" &gt;I’m so nervous&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-4409982503403023937?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/4409982503403023937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=4409982503403023937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4409982503403023937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4409982503403023937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-nervous.html' title='“So Nervous”'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EqBsICAKCPg/RvzyBFSW3zI/AAAAAAAAACo/c6X673vLVO0/s72-c/so+nervous+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-3046331493803806675</id><published>2007-09-28T18:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T11:03:36.542+07:00</updated><title type='text'>“  A side Effect of Heroine”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EqBsICAKCPg/Rvz0CVSW30I/AAAAAAAAACw/aWvN5y_2vtk/s1600-h/0156-0511-1119-5927_SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EqBsICAKCPg/Rvz0CVSW30I/AAAAAAAAACw/aWvN5y_2vtk/s320/0156-0511-1119-5927_SM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115231597697097538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“  a side Effect of Heroine”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You’re so good to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Now I’m in then I can’t get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And I want to do it again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Without you my face is so numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Can’t stop thinkin’ about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;My paths is so blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m lost in this disillusioned world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It leads me to the wrong way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You’re so fucking addictive to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Please release me from your spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Before I die and go to hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And get reunited with Lucifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;While my ship is sinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You’ll be happy to watch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When my world is broken apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You’ll be happy to leave it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;While my heart was torn apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You’ll be so happy about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;till it ends…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;till it’s over…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;till it’s too late…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; it’s a side effect of Heroine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-3046331493803806675?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/3046331493803806675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=3046331493803806675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-1744363070198370854</id><published>2007-09-07T10:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:51:32.364+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"punk rock girl"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;punk rock girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a new girl in a school&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute and she's so cool&lt;br /&gt;she's dressed to kill and she's punk rocker&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'd fallen in love wih her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she plays guitar with her band&lt;br /&gt;she always wears tie and wrist-band&lt;br /&gt;she hang-outs with all her cool friends&lt;br /&gt;somebody please tell me what's her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punk rock girl&lt;br /&gt;she is my lovely cutie girl&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow she will rock my world&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow we'll build together our own world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: I tried to imagine a scene in a school, there was a girl,dressed up like she's punk-rocker and dont give a damn to anything she didn't like,  she is wearing tie,cute and lovely, actually this song got more inspired by avril lavigne. coz i'm a huge fans of her!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-1744363070198370854?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/1744363070198370854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=1744363070198370854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1744363070198370854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/1744363070198370854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/09/punk-rock-girl.html' title='&quot;punk rock girl&quot;'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-7505179098595856323</id><published>2007-09-07T09:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:52:01.504+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"my angel's song"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my angel's song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she looks like an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;flies with her beautiful wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she takes me to the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where no one else can trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;show me where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;please take me away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dream of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fly with you and breath with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;live with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i will pray for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dream of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fly with me and breath with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stay with me live with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and will you pray for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she left her broken wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she couldn't fly no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so we were walking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;trying to find a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tonight would you come in to my dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;please dont keep me waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause you're such a beautiful thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;note : this song inspired by a beautiful girl in my college, she just looked like an angel to me. and this song quite much more different to other songs i've wrote. this song kind an emo to me. and it shows about a maturity of a boy who get crush on with a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-7505179098595856323?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/7505179098595856323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-4196850396788005003</id><published>2007-09-06T09:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T09:30:35.381+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kangen masa2 SMU dulu</title><content type='html'>kring!!!!!!!! tanda bel jam pelajaran telah usai di suatu sekolah swasta katolik bertaraf kelurahan, SMU St bellarminus II di wilayah bekasi... gw liat jam menunjukkan pukul 01:30, badan capek,letih  lelah, lesu , otak menyusut, mata merah, itulah gejala sehabis jam pelajaran selesai yang selalu gw alamin, apalagi klo jam pelajaran terakhir adalah matematika,fisika, dan kimia yang bisa bikin otak meleleh seperti ice cone yang luber, atau nasi yang jadi bubur. namun setelah itu gw bersama2 teman2 baik gw, jalan menusuri gang nan sempit dan penuh kebon pisang serta para pemalak yang siap memalak kita!!! namun bila hal itu tidak terjadi pertanda dewi fortuna masih berpihak pada kami. diri ku berjalan bersama teman2 ku yang lain yang berjumlah 6 hingga 7 orang. kita melucu, nge-joke, sepanjang perjalanan utk melepaskan kepenatan kami, sampai di jati-agung sambil menunggu angkot s-02, kami berbicara mengenai hal2 yang kami sukai yaitu band favorite kami, lagu favorite kami, guru favorite kami  dan cewek favorite kami, blink-182, green-day,simple plan, dan sum-41 adalah beberapa band yang sering kami bahas sebagai topik, dalam perjalanan pulang sekolah, kami membahas itu karena kami tidak bisa membahas masalah yang lain, kami ndak mungkin membahas masalah matematika,fisika,kima, kenapa?? karena menurut hikmat kami mata pelajaran tersebut terlalu bermasalah utk di permasalahkan..cuuuappeee decchhh....kadang kita nge-band untuk menunjukkan kreatifitas kami (halah!!!) walau tidak pernah menang ikut pensi jaman itu, tapi satu hal yang gw kangen sama masa2 SMU gw adalah hal2 ketika kebersamaan dengan teman2 gw yang sekarang mungkin sudah susah utk dilakukan kembali mengingat kesibukkan masing2. gw juga kangen sama suasana sekolah gw yang adem...sepi...deket kuburan...banyak penampakan..dan cerita2 gak penting lainnya.. 4 years has passed me by..and i missed you so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-4196850396788005003?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/4196850396788005003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4578684647052736313&amp;postID=4196850396788005003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4196850396788005003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4578684647052736313/posts/default/4196850396788005003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/2007/09/kangen-masa2-smu-dulu.html' title='kangen masa2 SMU dulu'/><author><name>deni oktora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09910626229224225957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos-776.friendster.com/e1/photos/67/74/11734776/831962496l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4578684647052736313.post-6976208871260665110</id><published>2007-08-26T11:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:32:40.882+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the 1st time i made my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hari ini gw resmi bikin blog gw sendiri, gw bikin karena untuk nyalurin hobi gw yang doyan curhat lewat buku harian, and write down all experince that happened in my life...  sekarang gw nyoba nerusin hobi gw itu lewat blog...so welcome 2 my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4578684647052736313-6976208871260665110?l=denioct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denioct.blogspot.com/feeds/6976208871260665110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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